Ain’t God good!

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Alan Heeley

Ain’t God good

Just thinking
stare at the palm of your hands
look at your finger prints
Eight billion people alive at the moment, and counting
At the moment,
A running total of one hundred and seventeen billion so far,
Yet, No two prints the same
Doesn’t Matter colour creed you are
What part of the world you live
God designed the
Loops, whorls and arches
So when you look at your finger tips
You know you are unique and God knows who you are!
 
Alan Heeley said:
Ain’t God good

Just thinking
stare at the palm of your hands
look at your finger prints
Eight billion people alive at the moment, and counting
At the moment,
A running total of one hundred and seventeen billion so far,
Yet, No two prints the same
Doesn’t Matter colour creed you are
What part of the world you live
God designed the
Loops, whorls and arches
So when you look at your finger tips
You know you are unique and God knows who you are!
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When I think of what you wrote, I am reminded of a discussion I had with our addicts that were in recovery.
They often felt alone and isolated, wondering how God could see them or care.

And why people know it they seldom ever really look these simple facts.
I am alive, and in my DNA my Great Great Great, Great Grandfather is alive in me as well.
Our bodies all of us are from that same cloth. You can choose to live alone.
But you are never alone. And even if I died and did not have any kids. I live on in others that created me.

This is how God works, he created us, and in every path of DNA we are all one, from one.
We are Unique, and also as one. Only God alone could create such and existing paradox that actually makes sense.
As much as it is complicated. We are a miracle of creation.
 
PaulisSaved said:
When I think of what you wrote, I am reminded of a discussion I had with our addicts that were in recovery.
They often felt alone and isolated, wondering how God could see them or care.

And why people know it they seldom ever really look these simple facts.
I am alive, and in my DNA my Great Great Great, Great Grandfather is alive in me as well.
Our bodies all of us are from that same cloth. You can choose to live alone.
But you are never alone. And even if I died and did not have any kids. I live on in others that created me.

This is how God works, he created us, and in every path of DNA we are all one, from one.
We are Unique, and also as one. Only God alone could create such and existing paradox that actually makes sense.
As much as it is complicated. We are a miracle of creation.
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The more I try to understand the more I am in awe of Him
Father, Saviour Creator Lord of everything
 
He knows our crimes yes but loves us anyway...How Good is our God? Amazing I would say.

oh God, true story...

I got arrested once, it was awful thinking back about it,,. I was only 19, I real rebel of the law I was back then, a UK punk rocker with pink hair to match......but They took my fingerprints and which made me feel so ashamed. I was locked up for stealing bottle of whiskey for a joke because someone dared me,( or was it me haha) and when they locked me up in the cell (just for one night), they didn't lock it for some reason and I opened the door and escaped, hahhahxxxxx and like Houdini, I crept out on all fours on the floor past the sergeant at the desk and tried to make my quick getaway but I just could not do it because I knew my dad would kill me hahhhaa

Lucky for me, I got off with just a fine..
 
Via dolarossa said:
He knows our crimes yes but loves us anyway...How Good is our God? Amazing I would say.

oh God, true story...

I got arrested once, it was awful thinking back about it,,. I was only 19, I real rebel of the law I was back then, a UK punk rocker with pink hair to match......but They took my fingerprints and which made me feel so ashamed. I was locked up for stealing bottle of whiskey for a joke because someone dared me,( or was it me haha) and when they locked me up in the cell (just for one night), they didn't lock it for some reason and I opened the door and escaped, hahhahxxxxx and like Houdini, I crept out on all fours on the floor past the sergeant at the desk and tried to make my quick getaway but I just could not do it because I knew my dad would kill me hahhhaa

Lucky for me, I got off with just a fine..
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I take it you crept back past the sergeant like a pink-haired Houdini lol
 
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Via dolarossa said:
He knows our crimes yes but loves us anyway...How Good is our God? Amazing I would say.

oh God, true story...

I got arrested once, it was awful thinking back about it,,. I was only 19, I real rebel of the law I was back then, a UK punk rocker with pink hair to match......but They took my fingerprints and which made me feel so ashamed. I was locked up for stealing bottle of whiskey for a joke because someone dared me,( or was it me haha) and when they locked me up in the cell (just for one night), they didn't lock it for some reason and I opened the door and escaped, hahhahxxxxx and like Houdini, I crept out on all fours on the floor past the sergeant at the desk and tried to make my quick getaway but I just could not do it because I knew my dad would kill me hahhhaa

Lucky for me, I got off with just a fine..
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That was a amazing story, made me nearly spit my tea out.
I only had one real run in with the law that was serious.
I got near arrested for trying to Hijack a plane.

( boy I want to stop the story at this point and just let the rumors fly )
True story, born raised in the Orchard Capital of the world. Now known as SiliconeValley ( SantaClara Valley.)
We lived one block from basically nothing but open land. ( near where the SF stadium is today) But back then
was streams and orchards. We would take our BB guns and walk/ride the creeks, during summer there was a steam, in the
50ft wide gulley we walked in often. One day we just kept going and going. We had our bikes and started out that morning.
Unknown to us we traveled farther then we realized and after going under one bridge later in the day.
We came out the other side and...............
We saw cops on both sides of the gully rifles pointed at us. I was like 13 at the time. I remember wonder what the heck? They were yelling and screaming at us to put our guns down. They couldn't get down to us, so we climbed up what was no concrete creek walls.
Only to get up and realize we were in the San Jose Airport. After they threatened us, interrogated us. No one really looked at the
guns until we said BB guns and their faces dropped. They tried to play it off. But here we are SanJose Airport Security, and The SJ Police
had just caught two kids in a creek with BB guns.
They called our parents, and here is my Mom walking through the airport with a rifle. hahaha.
But God saved us that day from getting shot I supposed as we did not listen to their orders at the creek, we thought they were
insane. And me being dumb, actually pointed the gun at the officer when I handed it to him as were climbing..
Mind you this was the mid 1970's and kids did this. But was like a Three Stooges skit LOL🤣
 
PaulisSaved said:
That was a amazing story, made me nearly spit my tea out.
I only had one real run in with the law that was serious.
I got near arrested for trying to Hijack a plane.

( boy I want to stop the story at this point and just let the rumors fly )
True story, born raised in the Orchard Capital of the world. Now known as SiliconeValley ( SantaClara Valley.)
We lived one block from basically nothing but open land. ( near where the SF stadium is today) But back then
was streams and orchards. We would take our BB guns and walk/ride the creeks, during summer there was a steam, in the
50ft wide gulley we walked in often. One day we just kept going and going. We had our bikes and started out that morning.
Unknown to us we traveled farther then we realized and after going under one bridge later in the day.
We came out the other side and...............
We saw cops on both sides of the gully rifles pointed at us. I was like 13 at the time. I remember wonder what the heck? They were yelling and screaming at us to put our guns down. They couldn't get down to us, so we climbed up what was no concrete creek walls.
Only to get up and realize we were in the San Jose Airport. After they threatened us, interrogated us. No one really looked at the
guns until we said BB guns and their faces dropped. They tried to play it off. But here we are SanJose Airport Security, and The SJ Police
had just caught two kids in a creek with BB guns.
They called our parents, and here is my Mom walking through the airport with a rifle. hahaha.
But God saved us that day from getting shot I supposed as we did not listen to their orders at the creek, we thought they were
insane. And me being dumb, actually pointed the gun at the officer when I handed it to him as were climbing..
Mind you this was the mid 1970's and kids did this. But was like a Three Stooges skit LOL🤣
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A thing the youth of today don’t have freedom and bikes to “ go and don’t come back until teatime”
That was B. C. Of course
(Before computers!)
 
PaulisSaved said:
That was a amazing story, made me nearly spit my tea out.
I only had one real run in with the law that was serious.
I got near arrested for trying to Hijack a plane.

( boy I want to stop the story at this point and just let the rumors fly )
True story, born raised in the Orchard Capital of the world. Now known as SiliconeValley ( SantaClara Valley.)
We lived one block from basically nothing but open land. ( near where the SF stadium is today) But back then
was streams and orchards. We would take our BB guns and walk/ride the creeks, during summer there was a steam, in the
50ft wide gulley we walked in often. One day we just kept going and going. We had our bikes and started out that morning.
Unknown to us we traveled farther then we realized and after going under one bridge later in the day.
We came out the other side and...............
We saw cops on both sides of the gully rifles pointed at us. I was like 13 at the time. I remember wonder what the heck? They were yelling and screaming at us to put our guns down. They couldn't get down to us, so we climbed up what was no concrete creek walls.
Only to get up and realize we were in the San Jose Airport. After they threatened us, interrogated us. No one really looked at the
guns until we said BB guns and their faces dropped. They tried to play it off. But here we are SanJose Airport Security, and The SJ Police
had just caught two kids in a creek with BB guns.
They called our parents, and here is my Mom walking through the airport with a rifle. hahaha.
But God saved us that day from getting shot I supposed as we did not listen to their orders at the creek, we thought they were
insane. And me being dumb, actually pointed the gun at the officer when I handed it to him as were climbing..
Mind you this was the mid 1970's and kids did this. But was like a Three Stooges skit LOL🤣
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hahahaha, great story, glad you weren't harmed. BB guns where a thing over here too, but I never had them.
Sounds like your childhood was quite ideal in all the US open territory with hikes and bikes. I'm not sure if skateboarding was a thing back then but roller skates was in the Uk in the 70's for girls. I had a pair and thought I was Olga Korbut😬 always coming home with bruises on my legs.
did you actually have to be careful of bears or other wild animals like snakes?
 
Via dolarossa said:
Now your talking hahaha
and with real smoke too
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After I mentioned the cap guns.... I realized that I did not remember much about them... but YES... they had a smell and smoke.
We would use them on the side walk and make them go off by rubbing a rock over those little circles. HAHA.
 
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