Two young ladies robbed two women at gunpoint in a shopping center just a week apart. They approached their victims by asking for directions. Once the women got close enough. They were robbed. For some robbers they use the money for drug habits but for these ladies it seen liked a game to them. Use caution when being approached by any one. Looks can be deceiving. Always thinking of your safety. Michael
Monday, July 30, 2007
Beauty4 Ashes
Hello - I'll make this short b/c i gotta get up early with the lil' one. I used to think that life was just about surviving. God has shown me that although i am a survivor of many things i've remained a victim of them and of the past.
I have survived physical and sexual abuse as a child, emotional abuse as an adult and was raped two years ago. I felt blessed to have survived it all and to be able to move on with my life,but I realize now that I have also allowed it to hold me captive. How do you break the chains of something so damaging and so powerful? How do you let go and let God?
I have survived physical and sexual abuse as a child, emotional abuse as an adult and was raped two years ago. I felt blessed to have survived it all and to be able to move on with my life,but I realize now that I have also allowed it to hold me captive. How do you break the chains of something so damaging and so powerful? How do you let go and let God?
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beauty4ashes
Isaiah 61:3
Written by Feon Davis
This life as Christian woman of God growing up, in Morehead City, North Carolina.
I wanted to share with everyone my disability. I am born with learning disability. And along with that I had some trauma events that took place, since the age 5-adult age. In addition, I have anxiety, depression, stress, phobias, social anxiety, and pigment problems.
I thank God I am here. And I would have this spiritual connection from God. To the point I would have vision, dreams and even here whispers from God. I am still learning, yet am hobble a lot when I ask God to guide me and show me what it is he wanted me to do. I never give up, even when I am frustrated, or angry of my emotions. As you all heard the saying "He has all control". At one time, I would wish and wanted to be normal and live normal. But I am coming to a higher sincerity, if you will of his plan for me. Even with my mental and physical limits and boundaries. My senses and spirit is open to what humanity can not hear what I hear. Like angels singing. Here God's spirit speaks words of poetic words to my heart and soul.
I have been blessing over the years to write Christian poetry and few inspirational poems. But it what I didn't expect is write other types of writing. Eventually, started creative writing, and also I am writing a children book, also, I written, what I have been told Christian fiction of my true spiritual experiences. I have been writing this book since 1998-2005 now. I am having a friend edit this book. I hoping to publish it for all to read and be bless it. Also, I design and mess around with graphics until, I done my own book covers and type and print them out and coil bind my own paperback books. And also, I do my own poetry bookmarks, poetry post cards, and letterhead poems. Through pray, I learn a lot more from the Lord I also rebuild my own computer, design and update my own web site as well.
I have posted a poem that I written after my mother had told me happen to me before I was born. Apparently, back in that day they wouldn't let the husband come in for the delivery. But she was getting some sleep before delivering me. And lady comes in and tries to murder her in her sleep with a pillow. She struggled, until she calls on Jesus to give her strength. And that's when, all the force with her spirit pushes back. At this time my mom, was trying to catch her breath. When the doctor and nurse come in, and ask this lady who she was. And she wouldn't answer and they had report her, but couldn't find her. Despite it she had rough time, delivering me. I was depriving of oxygen far to long. They didn't think I would live. And my mother was so tired and vomiting. But by the grace of God she and I were ok. Praise his Name!! Since she told me this, I know the God had reason for me to be here even more than ever. From this, I prayed, and God use me. Then soon enough I written this poem I like share.
"I Am Surviving"
I survived from being born murder, before my birth,
And He spares me,
I survived molestation,
And he comfort my spirit
I survived rape,
And he strengthens me.
I survived verbal abuse by mankind,
And he was my voice.
I survived physical pain,
And he healed me from the inside out.
I am surviving despite my learning disability,
And he reminds me, I am in his image.
I am surviving with stress and depression,
And in his arms, I am at peace.
I am surviving this environment,
And he held me near his bosom.
I survived the disadvantages,
And he meant for me to be a TESTIMONY.
Written by Feon Davis
Copyrighted © 2007 All Rights Reversed.
This is my true life experience Miss Davis has been through. And she prays, this only make one not grant what God has given them and be more compassionate toward others with difficults in learning, understand mentally.
If you, like to read more of my poem please come by my site.Visit site hereI design a booklet for a friend in canada I am selling on my web site. For charity.
I wanted to share with everyone my disability. I am born with learning disability. And along with that I had some trauma events that took place, since the age 5-adult age. In addition, I have anxiety, depression, stress, phobias, social anxiety, and pigment problems.
I thank God I am here. And I would have this spiritual connection from God. To the point I would have vision, dreams and even here whispers from God. I am still learning, yet am hobble a lot when I ask God to guide me and show me what it is he wanted me to do. I never give up, even when I am frustrated, or angry of my emotions. As you all heard the saying "He has all control". At one time, I would wish and wanted to be normal and live normal. But I am coming to a higher sincerity, if you will of his plan for me. Even with my mental and physical limits and boundaries. My senses and spirit is open to what humanity can not hear what I hear. Like angels singing. Here God's spirit speaks words of poetic words to my heart and soul.
I have been blessing over the years to write Christian poetry and few inspirational poems. But it what I didn't expect is write other types of writing. Eventually, started creative writing, and also I am writing a children book, also, I written, what I have been told Christian fiction of my true spiritual experiences. I have been writing this book since 1998-2005 now. I am having a friend edit this book. I hoping to publish it for all to read and be bless it. Also, I design and mess around with graphics until, I done my own book covers and type and print them out and coil bind my own paperback books. And also, I do my own poetry bookmarks, poetry post cards, and letterhead poems. Through pray, I learn a lot more from the Lord I also rebuild my own computer, design and update my own web site as well.
I have posted a poem that I written after my mother had told me happen to me before I was born. Apparently, back in that day they wouldn't let the husband come in for the delivery. But she was getting some sleep before delivering me. And lady comes in and tries to murder her in her sleep with a pillow. She struggled, until she calls on Jesus to give her strength. And that's when, all the force with her spirit pushes back. At this time my mom, was trying to catch her breath. When the doctor and nurse come in, and ask this lady who she was. And she wouldn't answer and they had report her, but couldn't find her. Despite it she had rough time, delivering me. I was depriving of oxygen far to long. They didn't think I would live. And my mother was so tired and vomiting. But by the grace of God she and I were ok. Praise his Name!! Since she told me this, I know the God had reason for me to be here even more than ever. From this, I prayed, and God use me. Then soon enough I written this poem I like share.
"I Am Surviving"
I survived from being born murder, before my birth,
And He spares me,
I survived molestation,
And he comfort my spirit
I survived rape,
And he strengthens me.
I survived verbal abuse by mankind,
And he was my voice.
I survived physical pain,
And he healed me from the inside out.
I am surviving despite my learning disability,
And he reminds me, I am in his image.
I am surviving with stress and depression,
And in his arms, I am at peace.
I am surviving this environment,
And he held me near his bosom.
I survived the disadvantages,
And he meant for me to be a TESTIMONY.
Written by Feon Davis
Copyrighted © 2007 All Rights Reversed.
This is my true life experience Miss Davis has been through. And she prays, this only make one not grant what God has given them and be more compassionate toward others with difficults in learning, understand mentally.
If you, like to read more of my poem please come by my site.Visit site hereI design a booklet for a friend in canada I am selling on my web site. For charity.
Daniel - aka - StarShadow
Hello Everyone!
In my six-or-so weeks since arriving at ShoutLife, I have very much enjoyed those things we all do within this place -- signing guestbooks ... greeting new people ... establishing acquaintanceships -- so on and so forth. Nevertheless, above all else, I came here to tell my story ... first and foremost, a wonderful tale of God's truly amazing Grace ... but also an account of Satan's considerably evil influence, where worldly matters are concerned.
My profile page contains an admittedly rather verbose 12-part blog-story {ten chapters, plus an intro & prologue} entitled "The Girl I Never Knew" wherein I offer a heartfelt testimony of how I came to find The Lord ... a marvelous event that just occurred in relatively recent times. The concluding chapter of this tale clearly states that the next phase of my overall testimony will, by unfortunate necessity, deal with certain dark-themed aspects of fallen human nature.
Truer words, have I rarely spoken.
I've been many things in life -- boy scout ... high-school dork ... happy hippy ... proud marine ... lifelong bachelor {though not by choice} ... armchair philosopher ... online activist ... angry man ... isolationist -- and, as I must now acknowledge ... even a convicted felon. Yes, it is true, we are all sinners ... but sin can come in many forms, with some types being more grave than others ... at least to my way of thinking.
A very long time ago ... in the early days of my always highly impressionable adolescence ... I was exposed to a somewhat "special" form of pornography ... one which played a substantial role in setting me on a devious path through life's darkest corridors. Furthermore, thirty years ago this Summer ... shortly prior to when I lost the only girl I have loved in all that time ever since ... I was fated for a brief encounter with someone named Ted Bundy ... one of our nation's most notorious serial killers. Soon thereafter he escaped from a Colorado jail ... an event Satan chose to use, in an effort at wielding his power on me in thoroughly nefarious ways.
Though specific details of this whole situation shall have to wait for my next blog-story, I will emphatically stress here and now that I've never taken a life ... nor been even remotely involved with such, regardless of definition. In fact, I wouldn't harm an animal. I merely say that the Devil once had horrible plans in motion ... by which I very nearly became a honed instrument for his hand ... and yet a plan which God Himself ultimately came to thwart.
I shall wait a few more weeks before beginning "Phase Two" of my overall testimony. The first phase is that aforementioned "Girl I Never Knew" story. A third effort will complete this process ... with all three phases serving together as a Reader's Digest-style condensed version of the book I plan to write, and hopefully finish by year's end. My real-world Sister-in-Christ, Anita ... who permanently occupies the #1 spot on my Top-12 Friends list ... has helped me realize this project is something with which I've been charged by God. For the first time in a long while, I feel I can serve a valuable purpose. I believe that for once in my life, I actually have something to say which might conceivably help someone.
Yet, as I've already stated, I will wait a wee bit longer. What I'm offering today could quite possibly raise a few eyebrows here and there ... stir up some dust, that sort of thing. I've little doubt that my intention will soon hereafter capture the attention of those who govern ShoutLife affairs. After all, I've alluded to issues such as "pornographic proclivities" and "serial killers" ... topics which, to the best of my knowledge, don't normally appear here on a daily basis. I merely want everyone to have an adequate period for contemplating these matters ... including my own self. This is a somewhat uneasy endeavor ... as the Good Lord's work can be, on occasion.
Now then, if I may ask but one small favor ...
This is the point where I really could use a little support from my peers. Should everyone remain completely invisible once this item has appeared, that silence could prove downright deafening! I sincerely need some sort of positive feedback, if only from two or three people ... letting me know that things are okay ... that I may share all I have, without fear of widespread rejection. I just spent the last eleven years buried in my cave-of-a-house. I'm not sure what the effect would be, were I to lose all my newfound friends ... here, in this wonderful place.
I'll be offering this "notification" in a three-fold manner -- on my blog page ... as an open bulletin ... and in one of my discussion groups, where such material seems appropriate -- so as to ensure maximum awareness prior to when it all begins. Everything will be kept suitable for our G-Rated, family-friendly environment. Still, considering my story's nature, I think it best that everyone receives plenty of warning well in advance.
May God guide me, in telling this tale. ---
In my six-or-so weeks since arriving at ShoutLife, I have very much enjoyed those things we all do within this place -- signing guestbooks ... greeting new people ... establishing acquaintanceships -- so on and so forth. Nevertheless, above all else, I came here to tell my story ... first and foremost, a wonderful tale of God's truly amazing Grace ... but also an account of Satan's considerably evil influence, where worldly matters are concerned.
My profile page contains an admittedly rather verbose 12-part blog-story {ten chapters, plus an intro & prologue} entitled "The Girl I Never Knew" wherein I offer a heartfelt testimony of how I came to find The Lord ... a marvelous event that just occurred in relatively recent times. The concluding chapter of this tale clearly states that the next phase of my overall testimony will, by unfortunate necessity, deal with certain dark-themed aspects of fallen human nature.
Truer words, have I rarely spoken.
I've been many things in life -- boy scout ... high-school dork ... happy hippy ... proud marine ... lifelong bachelor {though not by choice} ... armchair philosopher ... online activist ... angry man ... isolationist -- and, as I must now acknowledge ... even a convicted felon. Yes, it is true, we are all sinners ... but sin can come in many forms, with some types being more grave than others ... at least to my way of thinking.
A very long time ago ... in the early days of my always highly impressionable adolescence ... I was exposed to a somewhat "special" form of pornography ... one which played a substantial role in setting me on a devious path through life's darkest corridors. Furthermore, thirty years ago this Summer ... shortly prior to when I lost the only girl I have loved in all that time ever since ... I was fated for a brief encounter with someone named Ted Bundy ... one of our nation's most notorious serial killers. Soon thereafter he escaped from a Colorado jail ... an event Satan chose to use, in an effort at wielding his power on me in thoroughly nefarious ways.
Though specific details of this whole situation shall have to wait for my next blog-story, I will emphatically stress here and now that I've never taken a life ... nor been even remotely involved with such, regardless of definition. In fact, I wouldn't harm an animal. I merely say that the Devil once had horrible plans in motion ... by which I very nearly became a honed instrument for his hand ... and yet a plan which God Himself ultimately came to thwart.
I shall wait a few more weeks before beginning "Phase Two" of my overall testimony. The first phase is that aforementioned "Girl I Never Knew" story. A third effort will complete this process ... with all three phases serving together as a Reader's Digest-style condensed version of the book I plan to write, and hopefully finish by year's end. My real-world Sister-in-Christ, Anita ... who permanently occupies the #1 spot on my Top-12 Friends list ... has helped me realize this project is something with which I've been charged by God. For the first time in a long while, I feel I can serve a valuable purpose. I believe that for once in my life, I actually have something to say which might conceivably help someone.
Yet, as I've already stated, I will wait a wee bit longer. What I'm offering today could quite possibly raise a few eyebrows here and there ... stir up some dust, that sort of thing. I've little doubt that my intention will soon hereafter capture the attention of those who govern ShoutLife affairs. After all, I've alluded to issues such as "pornographic proclivities" and "serial killers" ... topics which, to the best of my knowledge, don't normally appear here on a daily basis. I merely want everyone to have an adequate period for contemplating these matters ... including my own self. This is a somewhat uneasy endeavor ... as the Good Lord's work can be, on occasion.
Now then, if I may ask but one small favor ...
This is the point where I really could use a little support from my peers. Should everyone remain completely invisible once this item has appeared, that silence could prove downright deafening! I sincerely need some sort of positive feedback, if only from two or three people ... letting me know that things are okay ... that I may share all I have, without fear of widespread rejection. I just spent the last eleven years buried in my cave-of-a-house. I'm not sure what the effect would be, were I to lose all my newfound friends ... here, in this wonderful place.
I'll be offering this "notification" in a three-fold manner -- on my blog page ... as an open bulletin ... and in one of my discussion groups, where such material seems appropriate -- so as to ensure maximum awareness prior to when it all begins. Everything will be kept suitable for our G-Rated, family-friendly environment. Still, considering my story's nature, I think it best that everyone receives plenty of warning well in advance.
May God guide me, in telling this tale. ---
| Daniel - aka - StarShadow |
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