Imagine the Possibilities to Create an Extraordinary Reality

POETRY

                    A testimonial to God’s love and protection.

Were you like me, alone in my bed, sleeping quite peacefully, dreams in my head.

I suddenly sat up, fear taking control, shaking like crazy.  Was it really that cold?

I heard it quite clearly, someone calling my name.  I glanced around nervously, thinking I was insane.

I couldn’t decide just what I should do. Was I losing my mind?  No, that can’t be true.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed.  To tell you the truth, hell yeah I was scared.

I reached for the light switch, I wanted to see.  Was it my imagination or someone messing with me?

The light seemed so dim, I still wasn’t sure.  Could it be possible, was that a knock at the door?

With my heart in my throat, I was ready to run.  I was mad at myself for not having a gun.

I peeked through the peephole, there was nothing to see.  Only a grey cloud of smoke inching closer to me.

I opened the door, what else could I do?  Maybe I was just stupid.  I thought of that too.

Suddenly my senses start to take hold, warning me that something was out of control.

The smell was so acrid, the heat so intense.  It was time to get out if I had any sense.

I raced down the stairway, yelling quite loud, fighting my way through an enveloping cloud.

Watching my neighbors as they ran out the door, hoping and praying that there weren’t anymore.

Much later on when peace was restored, it finally dawned on me that it was the LORD.

Despite my transgression and wrongs I had done, He stayed there beside me for He is the one.

To protect me and guide me wherever I roam.  I finally realized it was time to go home.

Back to the one place where love is so true.  So tell me, where were you when God called you?

Where Were You When God Called You?

by

Sylvia L.Robertson

Baltimore, Maryland

A spiritual video

to

inspire and encourage

you to

take it to the

Lord in prayer.

"I won't complain"

in mime

Behind Bars

by

Terry Lyle

and

Recited

by

Lola Matthews

Nephew Tommy's

Prank Calls

Susto en el Cementerio

The truth is the truth, it doesn't change over time. People often dance around the truth. Reality of the truth initally appears painful, but strengthens you as times goes by. The truth is often concealed, but felt inwards. You curse the truth when it shows up unexpectantly. The truth will make you cry and humble yourself. The truth will point its finger at you. The truth is usually accompanied by white lies, often they  bicker about their position. The truth is the undefeated contender, and always the champion. The truth is timeless, yet people try to ignore or abandon her. The truth is fearless, you may not want to acknowledge her, but she'll make you take a hard look at yourself. The truth is the foundation of love, and often persecuted, However, the truth is the truth.                

  I never would have              made it!

                By

       Marvin Sapp

Mercy said No by CeCe Winans

                          

                                                                           Are you ready?

Are you ready for what’s in store today?

Or have you tossed your salvation away?

Is God going to close Heaven’s door? It’s time to reflect… seriously once more;

brethren this may be the last day that you’re here; Why not get your life in order and get it in gear.

You need to fill your heart with earthly cheer by learning the gospel and having Godly fear.

There’s a lot expected from you as a Christian, but your life won’t change just by wishing.

I’m going to stop talking about you behind your back, especially when I don’t know all the facts.

My salvation is an individual thing, all that I have that I can bring, is devotion to the word of God,

and if you’re like me…then you know that’s hard.

Sometimes I’m guilty of not loving you, because you haven’t made it the easiest thing to do.

Sometimes my kids would get on my nerves, even though I didn’t give them

the punishment they deserved.

Sometimes I wouldn’t come to church because being lazy was a better perk.

Sometimes I would treat my spouse so badly, with a wicked tongue that I lashed out so gladly.

There have been days when I was agitated and mad, worrying about the things that I wish that I had.

Sometimes I wouldn’t even pray; I’ve gotten so complacent doing it my way. I can count how many times that I kneeled down to pray; usually I made excuses every day.

Bowing my head was good enough for me, when I knew I needed to be down on bended knees.

Sometimes I felt like I’ve done my job when I showed up to church and confessed and sobbed.

Sometimes this was really only a show, I can’t remember the last time I talked to God and only Heaven knows.

I can’t remember the last time that I’ve done any work; I’m not talking about at home but in the church.

Sitting on a pew all fancy free being selfish after all that God’s given me.

Running from church to church and creating a mess; and I find I fellowship even less.

Always late when it comes to God, even in church I will sit and nod.

I can’t remember the sermon once I leave, because of my lack of attention that you all can see.

I haven’t prayed for anyone but myself, as I put God’s agenda on the shelf.

Are you ready when God comes back, even though I know we’re still under attack?

                                     

    Nephew Tommy's           Prank Call

I want to borrow your wife

Your wife is having                    my baby    

Tamara Lowe @ Christ Fellowship

                      " THE TRUTH "

                                  BY

         AUTHORESS TERRY E. LYLE

 

    ( FEATURED IN THE BOOK WOW!!! )

                               

                           "Come here little Girl"     

 

Come here little girl and sit on my lap,

  let me molest you while your parents will nap.

  This will be our secret that you can't tell;

  I'm a sick predator from the depths of hell.

Shut your mouth and be real quiet,

  if you tell the truth then I will deny it.

  Years from now when you become grown,

you'll be mentally messed up

because you were molested at home.

I'll return on another day,

I'll smile at your parents and you'll be my prey.

Usually assaults will happen closer to home,

even though I'm your uncle who won't leave you alone.

  Sensitive Subject Matter !!!

  (Let's stop the madness)

Sexual Abuse Is a Crime....

  Speak up and Report  It                don't let another child                              suffer

  (2)  Sneak Previews from                           book entitled                                 "Speechless" by

      Authoress Terry E. Lyle

(2) Sneak Preview from the book Speechless, also "The Truth" by Authoress Terry E. Lyle, featured video "I won't complain in Mime by Marlon Hines, "Behind Bars" video recited by Lola Matthews, (Must Watch Video's of prank calls on the Deacon and house being robbed by Nephew Tommy),Susto en el Cementerio, "I never would have made it" video by Marvin Sapp, "Mercy said No" by Ce Ce Winans, "Where were you when God called you" by Sylvia Robertson, (2) Hilarious video's by Newphew Tommy and "Tamara Lowe at Christ Fellowship"  Sneak Previews from my 6th and 7th books coming soon in 2012 at bottom of page. Book titles are Confessions ( done in poetry) & Peeling back the mask " a NOVEL where I EXPOSE the dirty little secrets in a small town and maybe in a neighborhood near you!

                  

                                        Yesterday

Yesterday I wasted my time hating you

Yesterday I missed out on positive vibrations

Yesterday I was unhappy but it was me suffering alone

Yesterday I wasted finances being foolish

Yesterday I was a pain in the butt to everyone around me

Yesterday I forgot how to smile

Yesterday I forgot how to listen

Yesterday I slipped into depression

Yesterday I didn’t fight hard enough to keep you

Yesterday I was angry and lashed out at you

Yesterday I lied

Yesterday I forgot to tell you "I love you"

Yesterday I lost my spiritual connection

Yesterday I buried the best parts of me

Yesterday I allowed you to be blamed for my mistakes

Yesterday I turned my back on you when you needed me

Yesterday I was in hiding from myself

Yesterday I cried uncontrollably

Yesterday didn’t feel worth living

Yesterday I was pessimistic

Yesterday was a day wasted

Yesterday I should have been honest

Yesterday I should have spoken up and told the truth

Today has finally risen and ….

Today all eyes are on me

I am being judged about my yesterdays

As I stand before my maker

I wish I could.....

Have another chance to change my yesterdays.

 

                       

                               Javon, Jakotae & Jabari

   Sneak preview from "Confessions" coming early 2012

          SNEAK PREVIEW FROM PEELING BACK THE MASK

{From chapter one}

Quite often you'll find yourself in deep thought triggered by pent-up hostility by some injustice aimed at you and with that being said I will attempt to expose the dirty little secrets hidden behind the mask of smiles.

It started for me approximately six years ago when I ventured to move south to what is known as the Bible belt. The Bible belt is given to a region considered to be known for many churches and spiritually minded people.

Like everything else things aren't always as what they appear. I fellowship at this tiny little church and on a good day we may hold sixty people and on a normal day it's approximately thirty-five to forty.

I remembered when I switched my membership I chose to sit in the rear of the church, so I wouldn't be noticed as I watched the behaviors of the other members. Sitting in the back of the church has many advantages; you'll see the subtle little things being done discreetly while others up front hope that no one else has noticed.

In the rear of the church I have noticed some of the adults as well as the children trying to quietly open candy wrappers and enjoy their sweet delights while hiding their trash in the section used for the hymn books and bibles. I’ve watched some carefully sniff their armpits for odors because perhaps they had forgotten their deodorant that morning, and others adjusting their hair-pieces and neckties.

One of the funniest things is watching a sleeping member whose head violently snapback when they fall asleep while hoping no one notice the drool coming down the side of their mouth.  My all time favorite is when someone coughs and farts at the same time and tries to look dignified while praying that no one smells them.  The different personalities are hilarious at best but didn’t Jesus say “Come as you are”? 

But we the body of Christ hope you don’t stay the way you came.  Like any other congregation I would imagine that the members with the mental disorders create a situation that brings distress and heavy sighs from the rest of the members when those members get up or speak. 

Immediate apprehensions set in because you never know whether they will again cross that line of inappropriate speech or actions and blame it on their condition or medications.  When secretly they are doing what they wanted to do because they know they have an acceptable excuse.

My days sitting in the rear of the church were brief because I was urged to sit closer to the front my one of the older members so I complied.  I have regretted that decision ever since, and I never should have broken routine from my chosen seating arrangement and advantage point.

Now I’ll just call these members the Kennedy’s who had urged me to sit up front near them. Every congregation has them they are the well dressed members but there are some that make everyone sick with their pompous air of superiority. 

Because those members that were blessed to be able to over spend on their accessories and make sure you knew it and that they only wear real jewelry, truly insults the fact when you offer your appreciation for their style.

Because those members that were blessed to be able to over spend on their accessories and they would make sure you knew it that they only wore real jewelry, truly insults the fact when you offer your appreciation for their style.

While self-righteously forgetting that they also throw a dig at the one offering the compliment or others not as fortunate as they currently have been blessed, especially when no one really cared about that small detail of fact.

Their true colors crept through behind their smiles and the mask that they wore. Yet acting like the best Christians on Sunday and back-biting and gossiping when your back is turned is the reason why a lot of new Christians will leave the church and don’t return.

Sometimes church is where you lose your religion because there are so many phony people sitting right in the church that even I have felt the urge to curse them out and change membership.

Well getting back to the structure within the church it appeared that the closest to the front you sit is considered a position of authority or prestige.  Me personally it was a pain in my butt because I didn’t feel like I wanted to be on display or insinuate that I needed to be noticed as someone special in the church on their unspoken V.I.P. list. 

Plus on those days when I just couldn’t get it together because I wasn’t sleeping well at night or because of my own personal drama, I would also have to stay awake when the sermon was uninspiring  and couldn’t hold my attention or my eyes open making being up close to the front a real problem.

Often I would feel guilty sitting in church appearing like I was praying when I felt nothing but bitterness and prayer wasn’t in me while holding my head down.  Enjoying brief moments of welcomed sleep and hoping I didn’t begin to snore.

                                ****************************

More shocking stories will be told from deception, wife battery, cross dressing and mental disorders and dirty little secrets and lies as you stay tuned for "Peeling back the mask" coming in 2012 along with the release of "Confessions" in 2012.  

"I'M SURE SOME WILL TRY TO HIDE FROM THE TRUTH, AND SCANDALIZE MY NAME  BUT LOOK CLOSELY AND THE PROOF WILL BE THERE"