I love thee

Money cant buy you love,but it sure can buy me the gallery in which to lay all my art, to display in all forms of how much i love thee and i wish to interpret each tongue, in every language i want to say i love you,let it echo off my body,melt into my soul,”I love you,
I want you to hear it in every song,in every whisper,every caress i want you to know that i care,
Every poem that i write
I want you to know..

Written by
Laurna Guiste

—Isaiah 1:18

VERSE OF MY DAY
‘Come now, let us reason together,’ says the Lord. ‘Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.’
—Isaiah 1:18
HAPPY SUNDAY GUYS, SUCKS TO BE WORKING ON THE LORD’S DAY,BUT HE IS FAITHFUL AND UNDERSTANDS..

Laurna Guiste

Missing my HP (lap top)

I CAN’T STAY AWAY, it is hard to be away from you like this, you consume my every thought, gosh i cant wait for you to get the missing part of you,only then will i feel complete too,
I need you, i cant seem to act right without you in my arms, my palms, i become lost like we have lost our connection. We indeed have..
I stare long and hard at this blank paper i need you in my hands, you need to be fixed and handled only by me.
Oh December hurry, come quick to me, rescue me for i miss thee my HP!

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Laurna Guiste

Hold unto God no matter what

My lap top decided  to hibernate for some time, no it has had an error and that means I am unable to write anything for some time,fortunately  I am writing this from work and I will be checking in now and then and will hopefully find a way around this, God is always good and trials are a way of trusting Him with our lives.

I Have discovered that I have a fighting warrior within me, that no matter what i encounter,how hard my day is, or what trials i face, i have a peace that passes all understanding that keeps me afloat. I smile at my storms when I should be crying, i have developed such strength and learnt to be happy because life is too short to let people or circumstances weigh you down. People will always fail you except God, keep trusting God no matter what.

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Laurna Guiste

As a Christain

 

As a Christain

There is a certain dignity that comes when you say you are a Christian, a certain pride worn like a sash, you become branded as different,  at least you are supposed to be different. Your talk should not be short of grace, seasoned with salt edifying to the hearers, spicy but not filled with profanity.

We’re not to be too harsh or mean, turn the other cheek, humble and meek, ask, knock, seek,

So many rules when you’re a Christian, it is not easy as the road is narrow, evil and dark yet it’s scary I am not supposed to be afraid, being a Christian is kind of like having super powers, believing you can walk on water, defeat demons and create miracles.

Being a Christian means you believe in a higher power and that you are loved even when you are undeserving of that love, you are forgiven even when you’ve committed the darkest sins. Wow

Being a Christian seems to be amazing, so mind blowing to be the product of grace and my life is not mine, I was created for a purpose and I’m not just here filling space and waiting for that time.. Oh yea that time” when I will be no more, in other words when I die.

Where do you go when you die anyway? As Christians we are expected to enter heaven and meet God, oh I feel so proud and I can’t wait to be escorted through that pearly white gate.

As a Christian there is so much more to live for and look forward to..

Written by

Laurna Guiste

Series of Scary events( Halloween Special)

I was in the kitchen fixing dinner when I heard the  strangest  noise in the back yard, i startled as I was home alone and being quite a scardy cat this wasn’t comfortable.I paused, my eyes widened,then it stopped, so I went back to preparing dinner, while sauteing the vegetables i heard the noise again this time a little louder, it sounded like a cat howling. I fixed my composure as i convinced myself that it was my cat Ginger I left outside and it was totally pissed.”Ginger”! i yelled “Stop it,you’re scaring mommy” i begged the noise continued. I decided to   open the back door and  let it in,outside was cold,dark, the back light was twitching and it made it difficult to see clearly and the cold gust sent chills down my spine.

Shielding my eyes as i yelled”Ginger! Ginger! no sign of the animal, then I heard the sound again, fear griped my soul as it sounded very close to me, the noise amplified and it was behind me, my hair raised as i turned around slowly, you wouldn’t   believe what i saw!!

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Laurna Guiste

You Matter

You matter and you are important, how you are treated is a mere reflection of who they are and not who you are. You’re special.chosen,handsome beautiful and there is something only you can do. Let your smile bring sunshine to a dark world, Let your inner beauty bring radiance to a decomposing world..you matter.

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Laurna Guiste