Mov­ing on to the next chap­ter in the book of life…do you ever feel as though some of the pages are just torn out? Maybe for a reason…or maybe just out of neglect —

I stum­bled across this poem…that pretty much sums up hurt feel­ings and the ene­mies attack at what is sup­posed to be won­der­ful! I am read­ing The Power of A pray­ing Wife…and know that the sim­ple tech­niques to fix a book is not going to work in this instance!
1.Wallpaper adhe­sive (small quan­tity)
2.A small pal­let knife
3.Two tea tow­els
4.Damp soapy cloth
Torn pages in a book can make the words com­pletely unread­able. Even if a tear does not change the leg­i­bil­ity of a page, it does destroy the book’s value. While apply­ing clear tape to the rip is accept­able for a quick fix, it can leave a reader look­ing for a per­ma­nent repair unsat­is­fied. Repair meth­ods using archival repair tape and adhe­sive paste are both options for read­ers hop­ing to make their books
While I would always advise some­one to seek the help of pro­fes­sion­als for those books of value, home repairs to pages in these books can be achieved, either using the wall­pa­per method above, for easy tears, or if you want a more pro­fes­sional fin­ish by buy­ing archive repair tape. It doesn’t always stick all that well, although here, using blot­ting paper and an iron, you really can make an effi­cient repair.

It is Going to take Fer­vent Prayer…Powerful prayer and miracles…but in God’s plan

God is speaking…this is what our pas­tor talked about on Sun­day. Matthew 5:20–22 Sys­tem of rules to ful­fill for other to fol­low to be right with God. You have to exceed what qual­ity the way life is lived. Right­eous­ness goes far­ther than keep­ing rules. Goes to the heart… We will always default to the min­i­mum require­ment of what we should do or take it to the extreme. That is how we are wired…when we abide by rules…what can we get away with? When you dance around the edge you will fall over. Then you try and sac­ri­fice something…change some­thing to make it right. More church…read more…pray! Anger-go and make peace with them! For­give the sins they com­mit espe­cially when it is against us! Jesus pushes fur­ther and says YOU are the one that has to make it right! Be the first to reconcile…go! But we don’t! We carry around enor­mous blind spots, jus­ti­fy­ing, and Jesus takes this and tells us to wor­ship. If you sense some­one has a prob­lem with you leave your gift/sacrifice and go make it right. Rec­on­cil­i­a­tion — go and make peace! Don’t paint your own picture…relationships Gods will,Gods heart, Gods char­ac­ter is about rec­on­cil­ing. All about mak­ing peace!! We need to be peacemakers…that shows the world what we are about. Can’t have peace with god if we cant for­give oth­ers. Set­tle mat­ters quickly! Make peace quickly! Court equal­izes the amount of pain… Rela­tion­ship goes worse…reconcile…make peace! Don’t kill your rela­tion­ships. You can’t be the judge and not give them the wall of sep­a­ra­tion! High expec­ta­tions but that is what God calls us to do! What if I do this and rec­on­cile and they don’t respond? Don’t put up a wall of separation…you always leave the door WIDE open, you can’t be the one to close it.If you can’t make it right… Your wor­ship to god is meaningless.2 Corinthi­ans 5:18-19God died on the cross to rec­on­cile to us…how dare we not do this in our own relationships!!!

Torn Pages
Torn Pages by Kenny Davis

The pages of this love let­ter
I hereby rip in half
Because in the face of my love’s con­fes­sion
You saw fit to laugh

Instead of you, these love sick pages
Feels the scorn­ful rages
As my heart moves through the stages
Of its own venge­ful, tor­tur­ous wrath

With every screech­ing rip and tear
My love for you dis­ap­pears
Don’t say, “You want me near.”
Because it’s falling on deaf ears

With the tear­ing of each shred
My love for you is dead
Cher­ish the moments I was there for you
As I erase you from my head

With the rip of each page, I find
I must break the ties that bind
I must dis­pel you from my heart
Even fur­ther from my mind

Want­ing to erase the words that I wrote
Take back all of the feel­ings I said, and the “I love you” I spoke
“What was I think­ing? ”
As I tear apart these heart­felt notes

No longer, on these pages, will my heart be the pen
Know­ing that its ink, its blood, will pour out in the end
Never shall a heart deserve to feel such pain again
The love lost on you and these pages, in the abyss it remains

Not much love was read between the lines
A once enchanted love story being ripped at the spine
A love so blessed, I believed to be divine
But clearly you are no enchanted love of mine

With every bro­ken sen­tence that’s torn apart
A breath of relief, remov­ing the scars from my heart
I thought ever lov­ing some­one again was hard
But learn­ing to let go is more dif­fi­cult, by far

Sit­ting here enjoy­ing the agony of every piece
Like ther­apy, pro­vid­ing a much needed release
Feel­ing free of “love” and the shack­les of grief
At the end of my destruc­tion, await­ing my peace

My feel­ings for you, drip­ping from every word
Regret­ting every one that I said, every one that you’ve heard
Time after time, “When will I learn? ”
Love is bet­ter left unsaid, shielded from the hurt

As all of this pas­sion and love is dis­pensed
I never thought I could ever feel a rage so intense
Smil­ing wide, immersed in this paper rid­den mess
As I rip apart the words that bled from my pen

Through all of the abuse, through all of the scorn
My spirit is dam­aged, my body is worn
Through the destruc­tion of these pages, my heart is reborn
My love for you is gone; the pages that pos­sessed it are torn.