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Tinglements

Are what I am calling uncertainty or 

Living in the unknown , 

Outside of God .

I am living in my 

Tinglements tonight .

Tingles are like sensitive 

Thoughts , 

Reoccurring , 

Around a 

Specific 

Event . 

We drove around today 

Through neighbourhoods 

Like we have done , days in a row , 

Stuffing mailboxes 

With 

Advance Polling flyers 

On behalf of our 

Candidate .

I heard again , on the radio , and subsequent 

Talk show commentaries 

About the bozo outbursts 

From our Candidate ‘s party . 

I see so many packages left undelivered 

On the table 

With so little time 

Left remaining for delivery . 

I can almost hear , in this last week , 

Before the Big Day , 

The death knell , 

Bozo eruption ,  of 

Life  for my beloved Alberta , 

Usurped from some new viable 

Source of a new ‘s broadcast ; 

Perhaps the final 

Anvil hit 

From a 

Sledgehammer 

Upon the 

Freedom for our

Future : 

For 

Alberta , 

To 

End the days 

Of Her 

Poverty .

God You Are 

Sovereign 

Over 

All of the 

Earth .

Alberta 

Is

At the 

Precipice .

Canada is 

At the 

Precipice . 

Come 

Lord 

Jesus 

Come 

Peter Armstrong 

To be posted after 

Election Day 

May my 

Tinglements 

Mean 

Nothing .

Peter 

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Closer to Eternity 

Does my Alberta 

Draw ever near .

Which side wins 

Is yet unknown 

With one day left

Before the election . 

What is known ; 

The East is as Far 

Away from 

West and 

Vice versa ; 

As any two 

Political 

Doctrines can 

Possibly 

Be . 

Stomachs are churning 

And Only God 

Knows 

Before 

We 

Know .

We 

Are all 

So puny 

Before 

His 

Throne .

Peter .

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Today , We Gathered Together As Usual

As Intercecessors

Over our prodigals  , homes ,

Governments , and our 

Lives as they are , 

Today . 

Every Wednesday , in the before , mid , morning slot on the 

Radio 

We hug each other at the doorway of 

Brent and June’s 

For another ,  out of church , 

Group meet time of 

Honesty and healing and plain 

Old fashioned 

Allehuiahs 

Swirling around in free space as 

God 

Wanted 

 His 

Children

To 

Know 

He 

Knows 

Each 

One 

Of 

Them 

By 

Name 

In His 

Lamb ‘s 

Book 

Of 

Life .

For the first time , 

The Book of Common Prayer , 

Communion service 

Was spoken 

During the 

Partaking , 

Except the 

Priestly 

Proclamation 

For the 

Forgiveness of sins .

The ordained 

May 

Only 

Speak 

These 

Words . 

There is such power 

In the liturgy of the 

Book of Common Prayer 

For 

Today .

Very few are 

Listening . 

Peter Armstrong 

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What I Want to See 

I see the opposite .

Signs are everywhere in my electoral district 

For the person I never want to be elected ; 

But nary a single one 

For my candidate . 

Is there a strategic plan 

Behind this proliferation of 

Far left signs 

That is seemingly to go unchallenged .

I volunteered today to help put my finger in the dike 

Against the leftist ideology of communism .

‘ The battle outside is raging .’ 

Bob Dylan 

Calgary is under siege .

God we need your 

Victory 

Over 

Darkness . 

Peter Armstrong 

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IT  and God 

God created Adam 

In His image . 

God created Eve 

From Adam’s rib . 

We all 

Thus  became 

His Creation 

In His image 

From their 

Bloodline ; 

My belief and 

I’m not the only one .

Fast forward to 

Now 

And 

God .

Does IT fit into God 

Or 

Does 

God 

Become a 

Username for 

IT ? 

Or does anyone care ? 

Peter Armstrong 

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I

Really 

Believe 

We Are All

Preserved

Creatures

Of A

Greater

Being

Than

Ourselves .

Holy

Or

Unholy 

Will 

Be 

Our 

Destiny 

For 

Eternity . 

Peter Armstrong

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Today As We Were Ready

To say our goodbyes

For a few weeks hiatus 

From our weekly 

Intercessory prayer meeting 

I mentioned

That this coming Saturday was my 

Forty fifth salvation birthday .

The second Saturday in March , 1974 at 12 pm 

Kneeling at the prayer rail 

As my pastor laid his hands upon my head , 

I surrendered my whole creation self before God .

I was distinctly being assured that my name is written in the Lamb’s book of life .

St . Luke’s Anglican Church , Calgary , Alberta .

On that day , in that moment 

I was forgiven 

Through and through 

For my sins .

The floating in air 

From my 

Burdens , was a physical release 

From years of living in guilt and remorse .

Singing ,  ‘ Amazing Grace ,  ‘ amongst my new 

Brothers and Sisters 

In the same hour , 

Who were , 

All along my journey , 

My 

Brothers and Sisters , 

Was 

A most 

Tearful Union 

Of 

Joy .

Peter Armstrong