I weep as I lay myself before You God in the sand.... the sand of time, the sand of change. Sand never stays the same... it is always moving, always changing.... yet in order to follow You God, to walk with You, to birth what You have impregnated in me, in my spirit, in my soul I must some how draw a line in these sands and lay myself at Your feet in death.... death of my flesh - my own desires, my own longings, my own thoughts, my own needs - I cannot just fall at Your feet, I must willingly lay myself at Your feet and say,
"Here I am Father, Lord, Saviour, Lover, Master. I die before You to my self and I ask You now to pick me up, wear me like a glove on YOUR hand - not MY will but YOURS BE DONE ON EARTH TODAY just LIKE IN HEAVEN - TODAY - ON EARTH.
If I am going to be a glove on Your hand then that means with me You will touch the lost, the unloveable, the dirty in spirit and in the natural, the lame, the deaf, the possessed, the dead....
If I allow myself to be worn by You as a glove on Your hand then when You touch them I am between you and them, sometimes being pressed hard, sometimes feeling the pain, sometimes smelling the stench.... the way I used to smell to You. Wearing me as a glove on Your hand You will touch them by having me lay hands on them, hug them, hold them..... and Your Power - the Power of Pure Love - will flow through me and into the world.... nothing of me.. ALL YOU.
Here I am Lord, I lay myself in the sand at Your feet. I choose to die a death to self.... now. I ask of You, please help me to die.... You know how. Place me on Your hand as Your glove and wear me, use me to catch and hold the world with Your love.
I ask You to help me die Poppa because there is so much in me that does not want to die.... even some things I don't want to die! Yet compared to You, nothing is worth keeping. Wear me.
April 29,2009
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
A Memory
I'm just a memory
A sweet yet bitter memory
So near yet still so far
Like a ship in a jar?
A memory you can't forget
But not sure if you regret
A memory you so clearly see
A memory whose door has but one key?
Will I ever be more than just a memory to you
Will I ever awake to find you there
Is it something you will find the courage to do
Are you willing to take the chance?
I may always a memory be
Your face again I may never see
The days may fade years meld into a haze
Yet when you close your eyes my memory begins to blaze.
Feb. 13, 2009
A sweet yet bitter memory
So near yet still so far
Like a ship in a jar?
A memory you can't forget
But not sure if you regret
A memory you so clearly see
A memory whose door has but one key?
Will I ever be more than just a memory to you
Will I ever awake to find you there
Is it something you will find the courage to do
Are you willing to take the chance?
I may always a memory be
Your face again I may never see
The days may fade years meld into a haze
Yet when you close your eyes my memory begins to blaze.
Feb. 13, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Still...
A broken heart still beats...
A cast off diamond still shines....
A forgotten clock still ticks...
An unpicked fruit still ripens...
An uncaught eagle still soars...
An unfinished picture still forms...
An unheard word still sounds...
An unrequited love still loves...
An unshed tear still falls...
An unrisen sun will rise...
Already, it is tomorrow....
And life goes on.
A cast off diamond still shines....
A forgotten clock still ticks...
An unpicked fruit still ripens...
An uncaught eagle still soars...
An unfinished picture still forms...
An unheard word still sounds...
An unrequited love still loves...
An unshed tear still falls...
An unrisen sun will rise...
Already, it is tomorrow....
And life goes on.
Friday, April 24, 2009
HIs Heartbeats Are Words
This was orginally written on Feb. 1, 2009 the day it happened.
As I worshiped with dancing at my church, the Church at North Gate in Woodstock, Georgia this morning Poppa whispered to me, "Why don't you lay down. Stop dancing and lay on your face before Me." In obedience and submission I laid down on my face right there where I had been dancing. Immediately I found myself laying on Jesus, listening to His heart beat as He stroked my hair and gently kissed me on the forehead.
He did not speak out loud... instead the beats of His heart became an audible voice to my ears and my spirit. Each heartbeat whispered sweet declarations of His love for me. With each word I was drawn deeper into His heart... the secret place that only He and I share... a place where the words He speaks to me are so imtimate that no one else will ever know them.... only Him and me. Deeper... deeper into His heart I was drawn.... to the place where I KNOW... and I AM KNOWN.
I want to worship with my face at His feet....
I want to walk with my face at His feet...
I want to run with my face at His feet....
I want to live with my face at His feet...
I want to wash His feet with my tears, tears of love and joy....
Love that came from Him..... I now give back.
I lay with my head on Jesus' chest every beat of His heart is an itimate, passionate word of Love and adoration meant only for me.... only for my ears.
SHABING! GOD IS CRAZY ABOUT ME!!!
As I worshiped with dancing at my church, the Church at North Gate in Woodstock, Georgia this morning Poppa whispered to me, "Why don't you lay down. Stop dancing and lay on your face before Me." In obedience and submission I laid down on my face right there where I had been dancing. Immediately I found myself laying on Jesus, listening to His heart beat as He stroked my hair and gently kissed me on the forehead.
He did not speak out loud... instead the beats of His heart became an audible voice to my ears and my spirit. Each heartbeat whispered sweet declarations of His love for me. With each word I was drawn deeper into His heart... the secret place that only He and I share... a place where the words He speaks to me are so imtimate that no one else will ever know them.... only Him and me. Deeper... deeper into His heart I was drawn.... to the place where I KNOW... and I AM KNOWN.
I want to worship with my face at His feet....
I want to walk with my face at His feet...
I want to run with my face at His feet....
I want to live with my face at His feet...
I want to wash His feet with my tears, tears of love and joy....
Love that came from Him..... I now give back.
I lay with my head on Jesus' chest every beat of His heart is an itimate, passionate word of Love and adoration meant only for me.... only for my ears.
SHABING! GOD IS CRAZY ABOUT ME!!!
LET IT BE
Luke 1:38 Let it be to me according to Your Word
What ever God has spoken to me or shown me is HIS Word for me, and He has given me authority to decree reality into what HE has said to me. I need to agree with what GOD has said about me. I need to just "let it BE."
God said that I am His Lioness and when I roar the enemy flees.... let it BE.
God said that He's moving me up into a higher place and wants me to take new territory for Him.... let it BE.
God said that I have a "warring anointing" on me..... let it BE.
God said whatever I need, I've got it.... let it BE.
God said, "GO AND DO IT".... let it BE.
God said that I am the favored one, His favorite, the apple of His eye, His chosen... let it BE.
God said I am His own handiwork, crafted in His image.... let it Be.
God said I am the head, not the tail... let it BE.
God said He has given me power and authority to trample on scorpions and serpents... let it BE.
God said He has given me physical and mental ability over all the power that the enemy possesses and nothing shall in any way harm me.... let it Be.
God said that anything is possible with Him... let it BE.
God said arise, shine for your Light has come and the glory of the Lord has risen upon me.... let it BE.
April 24, 2009
What ever God has spoken to me or shown me is HIS Word for me, and He has given me authority to decree reality into what HE has said to me. I need to agree with what GOD has said about me. I need to just "let it BE."
God said that I am His Lioness and when I roar the enemy flees.... let it BE.
God said that He's moving me up into a higher place and wants me to take new territory for Him.... let it BE.
God said that I have a "warring anointing" on me..... let it BE.
God said whatever I need, I've got it.... let it BE.
God said, "GO AND DO IT".... let it BE.
God said that I am the favored one, His favorite, the apple of His eye, His chosen... let it BE.
God said I am His own handiwork, crafted in His image.... let it Be.
God said I am the head, not the tail... let it BE.
God said He has given me power and authority to trample on scorpions and serpents... let it BE.
God said He has given me physical and mental ability over all the power that the enemy possesses and nothing shall in any way harm me.... let it Be.
God said that anything is possible with Him... let it BE.
God said arise, shine for your Light has come and the glory of the Lord has risen upon me.... let it BE.
April 24, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Whose Face Did I See?
Poppa, remind me of the words I spoke today... of my deeds to others today... what expressions I gave out to others today. Did I in ignorance, oblivion, or selfishness say words that inflicted pain possibly wounding someone's heart? Did I do something in innocence, ignorance, or selfishness that was recieved, misinterpreted or understoond totally opposite from what I meant? Poppa, did I look at someone today with an expression that conveyed anything other than what they would have seen on Your face?
Jesus, how often do I unknowingly, or uncaringly say and do things that lead others in a wrong direction... a direction that turns out to be a dead
end for them? How often have my words, my deeds, my expressions led someone so swiftly, so surely crashing into a wall and then I leave them there bruised, bloody and broken, in pain? Yet I choose to look the other way and pretend that I don't see... that I had no idea.... remaining convinced that I was in no way at fault?
Innocence is lost, a heart is broken, a spirit crushed, a wound is left open hurting, bleeding.... all because either I did not consider my words, my actions.... or I am blind.... totally blind and do not see the face of Jesus every time I look at another. God, remove my blindness. I want to see YOUR face in everyone I look at.
Matt. 25:45 ".... Solemnly I declare to you, in so far as you failed to do it for the least of these, you failed to do it for Me."
Jesus, how often do I unknowingly, or uncaringly say and do things that lead others in a wrong direction... a direction that turns out to be a dead
end for them? How often have my words, my deeds, my expressions led someone so swiftly, so surely crashing into a wall and then I leave them there bruised, bloody and broken, in pain? Yet I choose to look the other way and pretend that I don't see... that I had no idea.... remaining convinced that I was in no way at fault?
Innocence is lost, a heart is broken, a spirit crushed, a wound is left open hurting, bleeding.... all because either I did not consider my words, my actions.... or I am blind.... totally blind and do not see the face of Jesus every time I look at another. God, remove my blindness. I want to see YOUR face in everyone I look at.
Matt. 25:45 ".... Solemnly I declare to you, in so far as you failed to do it for the least of these, you failed to do it for Me."
Wasting Time
John 8:23-24 The Message Bible
Jesus said, "You're tied down to the mundane; I'm in touch with what is beyond your horizons. You live in terms of what you see and touch. I'm living on other terms. I told you that you were missing God in all this. You're at a dead end. If you won't believe I'm who I say I am, you're at a dead end..... you're missing God in your lives."
My biggest obstacle in receiving the favor of God is less about my faith in God's ability to deliver on His promises and more about my ability to accept what He gives me simply because He loves me.
This morning (Sat. April 18, 09) God told me to "waste" time with Him today! He said there are lots of ways make more money, but no amount of money can buy back time. And the BEST way to "spend" time is with Him.
My circumstances/situation should in the natural be seen as a cause to panic: I'm without a job, my bank account is dwindling, there is nothing in the "natural" to be seen as "the answer", or provision. BUT my "spiritual" eyes see a table loaded with a feast fit for, and prepared by, a King. My spirit is saying to my heart (where God says we "think"... the same as my mind) "peace, be still. Nothing has snuck up on God. He was seeing this before He ever laid the foundations of the world. It's taken care of.... HE has a plan... and He is revealing it to me as I need to know."
This is an opportunity for me to invest my time wisely: to ponder what I'm doing... what I'm hearing... how I am spending my life, a precious gift from God. Are my days filled with what matters most to me, and Him? Am I allowing God to employ the talents and gifts He has placed in me? What better time than now to allow Him to take control of my schedule and begin to live a life that matters?!
God is saying to me, "If you'll SIT with Me, I'll help you remove from your life everything that's holding you back and preventing you from doing what is most needed in this season of your life. So, what about it? Come sit at My table... feast on what I've prepared especially for you. Taste... isn't that scrumptious?! Just feast.... and LISTEN... just sit back, be still... and hear ME."
There is never a wrong time to do the right thing.... it's time to experience success with DIVINE DIRECTION:
LORD, will You rock the world through me, istead of in spite of me? Here Lord, I'm surrendering to You my plans, my will, my agenda... and most of all, my failures. Use them, employ them. As I "spend" my time with You Poppa, spend all of theses things, and me, to change the world into Your Kingdom, on earth... TODAY. I'm gonna bloom where You plant me. How can I not trust You?! You DIED for me! That is true Love.... Love that I can trust.
Bill Godwin says in his book The Power of A Dream "When we believe the lie that we can't possibly know for sure what God plans for our life, we can't focus clearly. And if we can't maintain focus on what God really wants for us, then will be distracted and decieved by the counterfeits that come down the track."
Jesus said, "You're tied down to the mundane; I'm in touch with what is beyond your horizons. You live in terms of what you see and touch. I'm living on other terms. I told you that you were missing God in all this. You're at a dead end. If you won't believe I'm who I say I am, you're at a dead end..... you're missing God in your lives."
My biggest obstacle in receiving the favor of God is less about my faith in God's ability to deliver on His promises and more about my ability to accept what He gives me simply because He loves me.
This morning (Sat. April 18, 09) God told me to "waste" time with Him today! He said there are lots of ways make more money, but no amount of money can buy back time. And the BEST way to "spend" time is with Him.
My circumstances/situation should in the natural be seen as a cause to panic: I'm without a job, my bank account is dwindling, there is nothing in the "natural" to be seen as "the answer", or provision. BUT my "spiritual" eyes see a table loaded with a feast fit for, and prepared by, a King. My spirit is saying to my heart (where God says we "think"... the same as my mind) "peace, be still. Nothing has snuck up on God. He was seeing this before He ever laid the foundations of the world. It's taken care of.... HE has a plan... and He is revealing it to me as I need to know."
This is an opportunity for me to invest my time wisely: to ponder what I'm doing... what I'm hearing... how I am spending my life, a precious gift from God. Are my days filled with what matters most to me, and Him? Am I allowing God to employ the talents and gifts He has placed in me? What better time than now to allow Him to take control of my schedule and begin to live a life that matters?!
God is saying to me, "If you'll SIT with Me, I'll help you remove from your life everything that's holding you back and preventing you from doing what is most needed in this season of your life. So, what about it? Come sit at My table... feast on what I've prepared especially for you. Taste... isn't that scrumptious?! Just feast.... and LISTEN... just sit back, be still... and hear ME."
There is never a wrong time to do the right thing.... it's time to experience success with DIVINE DIRECTION:
LORD, will You rock the world through me, istead of in spite of me? Here Lord, I'm surrendering to You my plans, my will, my agenda... and most of all, my failures. Use them, employ them. As I "spend" my time with You Poppa, spend all of theses things, and me, to change the world into Your Kingdom, on earth... TODAY. I'm gonna bloom where You plant me. How can I not trust You?! You DIED for me! That is true Love.... Love that I can trust.
Bill Godwin says in his book The Power of A Dream "When we believe the lie that we can't possibly know for sure what God plans for our life, we can't focus clearly. And if we can't maintain focus on what God really wants for us, then will be distracted and decieved by the counterfeits that come down the track."
Friday, April 17, 2009
Choose?
God chooses who walks up to the door of my life.
I choose whether to open the door to them, or keep it closed.
God chooses when, where and how each person arrives at the door of my life.
I choose whether each one will find a vacancy , a place to fill in my life....
or if they only pass through, never putting down roots.
I choose whether to open the door to them, or keep it closed.
God chooses when, where and how each person arrives at the door of my life.
I choose whether each one will find a vacancy , a place to fill in my life....
or if they only pass through, never putting down roots.
HE said, she said
I can only love God as much as I love myself, and I can only love myself as much as I KNOW that HE loves me. I cannot give to God, or anyone else what I do not possess. I have no love to give Him, or anyone else, until I receive Love from Him. It takes God to Love God..... HE says that HE IS Love.... so only God can Love God! If I'm not sure of, convinced of and full of the knowledge, fact and Truth of His Love for me, then I am unable to love.... Him, or anyone else.
HE says I am Beloved.... I BELIEVE Him Dan 9:23 NKJV
HE says I am Beautiful....I BELIEVE Him Song of Solomon 6:4 NKJV
HE says I am Amazing.... I BELIEVE Him Ps 139:13-16 NKJV
HE says He will NEVER abandon me.... I BELIEVE Him Deut. 31:6 NKJV
HE says the KINGDOM of Heaven (righteous, peace and joy Rom 14:17 NKJV) is IN ME.... I BELIVE Him Luke 17:21 Amplified
HE says HE has given me "authority and power to trample on serpents and scorpions and physical and mental strength and ablilty above ALL the power that the enemy possesses and NOTHING will in any way harm" me.... I BELIEVE Him Luke 10:19 Amplified
HE says my faith (my trust and confidence that springs from my belief in God) has restored me to health.... I BELIEVE Him Luke 17:19 Amplified Matt. 9:22 NKJV
HE says, "Don't BEGIN by traveling to some far-off place to convert unbelievers. And don't be dramatic by tackling some public enemy. Go to the lost, confused people right here in the neighborhood. Tell them that the KINGDOM IS HERE. Bring health to the sick. Raise the dead. Touch the untouchables. Kick out the demons. You have been treated generously, so live generously. "
"Don't think you have to put on a fund-raising campaign BEFORE you start. You don't need a lot of equipment. YOU are the equipment, and all you need to keep going is three meals a day. Travel light..." I BELIEVE Him Matt. 10:5-10 The Message Bible
He asked me, "Do you really BELIEVE I can do this?" I said, "YES Master!" He touched my eyes and said, "BECOME WHAT YOU BELIEVE" It hapened! Matt 9:28-29 The Message Bible
P.S. I'm working on the "traveling light" part!
HE said to preach that "the Kingdom of Heaven is HERE, NOW".... I BELIEVE Him, so I will. Matt. 10:7 NKJV
One of the coolest things about BELIEVING is it frustrates the crap out of the enemy and just totally messes up his plans! Go ahead, mess him up.... BELIEVE!
Blessings on you, Yeshua Loves you!
April 17, 2009
HE says I am Beloved.... I BELIEVE Him Dan 9:23 NKJV
HE says I am Beautiful....I BELIEVE Him Song of Solomon 6:4 NKJV
HE says I am Amazing.... I BELIEVE Him Ps 139:13-16 NKJV
HE says He will NEVER abandon me.... I BELIEVE Him Deut. 31:6 NKJV
HE says the KINGDOM of Heaven (righteous, peace and joy Rom 14:17 NKJV) is IN ME.... I BELIVE Him Luke 17:21 Amplified
HE says HE has given me "authority and power to trample on serpents and scorpions and physical and mental strength and ablilty above ALL the power that the enemy possesses and NOTHING will in any way harm" me.... I BELIEVE Him Luke 10:19 Amplified
HE says my faith (my trust and confidence that springs from my belief in God) has restored me to health.... I BELIEVE Him Luke 17:19 Amplified Matt. 9:22 NKJV
HE says, "Don't BEGIN by traveling to some far-off place to convert unbelievers. And don't be dramatic by tackling some public enemy. Go to the lost, confused people right here in the neighborhood. Tell them that the KINGDOM IS HERE. Bring health to the sick. Raise the dead. Touch the untouchables. Kick out the demons. You have been treated generously, so live generously. "
"Don't think you have to put on a fund-raising campaign BEFORE you start. You don't need a lot of equipment. YOU are the equipment, and all you need to keep going is three meals a day. Travel light..." I BELIEVE Him Matt. 10:5-10 The Message Bible
He asked me, "Do you really BELIEVE I can do this?" I said, "YES Master!" He touched my eyes and said, "BECOME WHAT YOU BELIEVE" It hapened! Matt 9:28-29 The Message Bible
P.S. I'm working on the "traveling light" part!
HE said to preach that "the Kingdom of Heaven is HERE, NOW".... I BELIEVE Him, so I will. Matt. 10:7 NKJV
One of the coolest things about BELIEVING is it frustrates the crap out of the enemy and just totally messes up his plans! Go ahead, mess him up.... BELIEVE!
Blessings on you, Yeshua Loves you!
April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tears From Heaven
Nov 2002
Raindrops fall from heaven I think
I try to count them.....
One
Two
Three
But they fall too fast
Dropping to the ground, shattering like diamonds encased in glass
They shatter and stretch out to touch eacht other
The touch, reaching, stretching for each other
The shattered pieces become one as they meld together...
One
Two
Three
Raindrops fall to comfort the earth as it mourns
They have dripped form the very chin of God as He cries out....
One
Two
Three
They die so fast we cannot count them
But He does, and He sheds tears for everyone of them...
One
Two
Three
Another baby just died, and God cried.....
did you?
Raindrops fall from heaven I think
I try to count them.....
One
Two
Three
But they fall too fast
Dropping to the ground, shattering like diamonds encased in glass
They shatter and stretch out to touch eacht other
The touch, reaching, stretching for each other
The shattered pieces become one as they meld together...
One
Two
Three
Raindrops fall to comfort the earth as it mourns
They have dripped form the very chin of God as He cries out....
One
Two
Three
They die so fast we cannot count them
But He does, and He sheds tears for everyone of them...
One
Two
Three
Another baby just died, and God cried.....
did you?
With You Jeremiah....
Whippoorwills' calls, cool evening breezes, homemade ice cream and rabbits on the lawn at dusk
Bumblebees kissing dasies, summer rain dripping from a big old oak tree and lightening parting the clouds
The gentle nudge and nuzzle of a sleek, prancing horse, a dog napping on the porch and a rainbow after a late afternoon summer shower
A cat playing with a cricket, cold, clear water flowing over smooth stones and ripe, juicy watermelons
The melody of windchimes while we swing on the porch, crisp fresh laundry flapping in the breeze and clouds that look like whipped cream in a sky of blue that matches your eyes
Picking strawberries from a garden we planted, a mother hen followed by a chirping stripe of fluffy yellow chicks, a rusting old tractor by a an even older barn and the smell of fresh homade bread cooling on the kitchen table
A clear star filled night punctuated with a glorious shooting star, a blazing orange sunset, marshmellows roasting over a campfire and sleeping in a tent
Snowflakes on birds's wings, a full moon on a snowy winter night, a crackling fire and cups of hot chocolate by the hearth while we snuggle under a cozy old quilt
A candle softly flickering, crisp red apples, rolling in piles of autum leaves, pumpkins with smiling faces and raindrops pattering on a tin roof
Christmas lights, a homemade cake with thick fudge icing, frozen streams, footprints in the snow, buttery popcorn and one more bedtime story
Squirrels in the tree outside the window, wild dogwoods in full bloom and tiny speckled birdeggs in crisp lacy brown nests
Big yellow butterflys dancing on air, fresh baked cookies and cold lemonade, sand between our toes and waves splashing our noses, jumping in puddles and wild pink roses
These Jeremiah, are just a few of the things I wish I could have shared with you. But one day.... one day, we will share all of these things and more in eternity. Happy Birthday Jeremiah Dec. 2003
Bumblebees kissing dasies, summer rain dripping from a big old oak tree and lightening parting the clouds
The gentle nudge and nuzzle of a sleek, prancing horse, a dog napping on the porch and a rainbow after a late afternoon summer shower
A cat playing with a cricket, cold, clear water flowing over smooth stones and ripe, juicy watermelons
The melody of windchimes while we swing on the porch, crisp fresh laundry flapping in the breeze and clouds that look like whipped cream in a sky of blue that matches your eyes
Picking strawberries from a garden we planted, a mother hen followed by a chirping stripe of fluffy yellow chicks, a rusting old tractor by a an even older barn and the smell of fresh homade bread cooling on the kitchen table
A clear star filled night punctuated with a glorious shooting star, a blazing orange sunset, marshmellows roasting over a campfire and sleeping in a tent
Snowflakes on birds's wings, a full moon on a snowy winter night, a crackling fire and cups of hot chocolate by the hearth while we snuggle under a cozy old quilt
A candle softly flickering, crisp red apples, rolling in piles of autum leaves, pumpkins with smiling faces and raindrops pattering on a tin roof
Christmas lights, a homemade cake with thick fudge icing, frozen streams, footprints in the snow, buttery popcorn and one more bedtime story
Squirrels in the tree outside the window, wild dogwoods in full bloom and tiny speckled birdeggs in crisp lacy brown nests
Big yellow butterflys dancing on air, fresh baked cookies and cold lemonade, sand between our toes and waves splashing our noses, jumping in puddles and wild pink roses
These Jeremiah, are just a few of the things I wish I could have shared with you. But one day.... one day, we will share all of these things and more in eternity. Happy Birthday Jeremiah Dec. 2003
Compromise = Death of a Dream
I cannot drive a parked car
I cannot ride a horse that's tied to a post
I cannot make a bicycle move if I don't pedal it
I cannot get out of a room if I don't go through the door
I cannot fly if I don't jump out of the plane
I cannot know joy if I have not first known dispair
I cannot know peace if I have not first known turmoil
I cannot know healing if I have not first know pain
I cannot know Love if I have not first known rejection
I cannot know victory if I refuse to go to war
I will not go to war if I choose to compromise
If I choose to compromise I concede to an outcome that is derogatory to
the dreams He has planted in me.
"The art of war is simple enough. Find out where your enemy is. Get at him as soon as you can. Strike him as hard as you can, and keep moving."
Ulysses S. Grant (remember 'who' your enemy is, he 'appears' in human form)
Provervbs 29:25 The Message Bible
The fear of human opinion disables; Trusting God protects you from that. The fear of man is a snare; once you are snared you'll never hear God.
I cannot ride a horse that's tied to a post
I cannot make a bicycle move if I don't pedal it
I cannot get out of a room if I don't go through the door
I cannot fly if I don't jump out of the plane
I cannot know joy if I have not first known dispair
I cannot know peace if I have not first known turmoil
I cannot know healing if I have not first know pain
I cannot know Love if I have not first known rejection
I cannot know victory if I refuse to go to war
I will not go to war if I choose to compromise
If I choose to compromise I concede to an outcome that is derogatory to
the dreams He has planted in me.
"The art of war is simple enough. Find out where your enemy is. Get at him as soon as you can. Strike him as hard as you can, and keep moving."
Ulysses S. Grant (remember 'who' your enemy is, he 'appears' in human form)
Provervbs 29:25 The Message Bible
The fear of human opinion disables; Trusting God protects you from that. The fear of man is a snare; once you are snared you'll never hear God.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Stained Glass
I'm not sure how, when or where but somewhere in our lives we are sold the lie that brokenness is bad. For a lot of us it probably started long ago in our childhood when we got "the glare" for breaking grandma's china or when an angry neighbor came over to ask if we knew what happened to his broken living room window.
All our eyes see are the shattered, fragmented peices of our lives and we believe we're finished. BUT GOD sees those same peices, places them in the palm of His hand and gently melds them together with His Love, then He steps back and the Light of His Glory streams forth.... through a brand new stained glass windwow..... stained by His Blood, not our sins.
All our eyes see are the shattered, fragmented peices of our lives and we believe we're finished. BUT GOD sees those same peices, places them in the palm of His hand and gently melds them together with His Love, then He steps back and the Light of His Glory streams forth.... through a brand new stained glass windwow..... stained by His Blood, not our sins.
Verisimilar
April 13, 09
If truth is real why do we cling to what is not?
If truth can set us, and others, free why do we avoid it?
If truth can break the chains that imprison why do we keep others bound?
If truth is Light why do we choose to keep ourselves, and others, in darkness?
If verity is priceless, is silence costly?
If He lives in us and He is truth, why do we keep silent?
If truth heals why do we choose silence wounding ourselves, and others?
If one uses silence like veracity is he afraid to speak the truth?
Romans 1:18 Amplified Bible
For God's holy wrath and indignation are revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who in their wickedness repress and hinder the truth and make it inoperative.
If truth is real why do we cling to what is not?
If truth can set us, and others, free why do we avoid it?
If truth can break the chains that imprison why do we keep others bound?
If truth is Light why do we choose to keep ourselves, and others, in darkness?
If verity is priceless, is silence costly?
If He lives in us and He is truth, why do we keep silent?
If truth heals why do we choose silence wounding ourselves, and others?
If one uses silence like veracity is he afraid to speak the truth?
Romans 1:18 Amplified Bible
For God's holy wrath and indignation are revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who in their wickedness repress and hinder the truth and make it inoperative.
Broken
Jan 12, 09
I am an alabaster box and I lay broken before You, my King
I sacrifice my fragrant offering to You
I offer up to You the fragrance of thanksgiving
I offer up to You my forgiveness of those who've hurt me
I lay broken before You, my King, dashed to peices by blows of rejection,
abandonment, deception
My fragrance of forgiveness wafts up in wispy, smokey, glittering vapors
That swirl around Your Throne
My fragrance of worship poured out on You, my King, engulfs my pain....
and I am healed
Though darkness surrounds me, there is Light....
It blazes forth from the broken alabaster box
As I am broken, You - The Light - blaze forth in liquid brillance that devours darkness
Break me that I may be a fragrance to You my King
Break me that I may be a Light for You
Let me waste my life on You, forever at Your feet
In brokenness I am made whole
I am an alabaster box and I lay broken before You, my King
I sacrifice my fragrant offering to You
I offer up to You the fragrance of thanksgiving
I offer up to You my forgiveness of those who've hurt me
I lay broken before You, my King, dashed to peices by blows of rejection,
abandonment, deception
My fragrance of forgiveness wafts up in wispy, smokey, glittering vapors
That swirl around Your Throne
My fragrance of worship poured out on You, my King, engulfs my pain....
and I am healed
Though darkness surrounds me, there is Light....
It blazes forth from the broken alabaster box
As I am broken, You - The Light - blaze forth in liquid brillance that devours darkness
Break me that I may be a fragrance to You my King
Break me that I may be a Light for You
Let me waste my life on You, forever at Your feet
In brokenness I am made whole
When We Beheld Each Other
Jan 09
No matter how old the memory gets of the first time we beheld each other face to face it will always be fresh in my heart
That deep intimate secret place that belongs to only you
I wondered if you'd be there.... if you'd even come at all
And if you did and you saw me.... would you turn away apalled
I'll never let go the magic of that click of eternity's camera
I go back in time to that moment when I looked into your eyes
I felt as if I were falling into your soul
I couldn't look away for fear you'd disappear
I wondered if you saw me the way I saw you
I wondered what you felt for me.... did you feel anything at all
I see your smile, your eyes of brown
Your very presence seemed to fill the place
You were real you did exist
But still I wondered.... did I exist for you
I'll never forget the first time we beheld each other face to face
It will always be fresh in my heart
It belongs only to you... that deep intimate place
Where only One has been and He resides...
And beckons you to come inside... know me....
And allow me to know you....
And together we will know Him
No matter how old the memory gets of the first time we beheld each other face to face it will always be fresh in my heart
That deep intimate secret place that belongs to only you
I wondered if you'd be there.... if you'd even come at all
And if you did and you saw me.... would you turn away apalled
I'll never let go the magic of that click of eternity's camera
I go back in time to that moment when I looked into your eyes
I felt as if I were falling into your soul
I couldn't look away for fear you'd disappear
I wondered if you saw me the way I saw you
I wondered what you felt for me.... did you feel anything at all
I see your smile, your eyes of brown
Your very presence seemed to fill the place
You were real you did exist
But still I wondered.... did I exist for you
I'll never forget the first time we beheld each other face to face
It will always be fresh in my heart
It belongs only to you... that deep intimate place
Where only One has been and He resides...
And beckons you to come inside... know me....
And allow me to know you....
And together we will know Him
Going to Elsewhen! Oct 28, 08
With my spirit first Your Words I hear
Then my heart grabs the sound like a pulsing ear
From my heart Your Words rise up and I begin to speak
Rolling waves of sound building to a peak
I'm breaking through I'm breaking in
I'm breaking the sound barrier going to Elsewhen
I see the sounds, I see Your Mind
I'm leaving all my past behind
I"m breaking the sound barrier with words of destiny
You opened my ears so I could hear Let It Be
Now You've opened my eyes and Your sounds I can see
The night has turned to day and morning has come
It's no longer a thought, a word... IT'S DONE
I'm breaking though I'm breaking in
I'm breaking the sound barrier going to Elsewhen
I see the sounds I see Your Mind
I'm leaving all my past behind
I'm breaking the sound barrier with words of destiny
I've broken the sound barrier cause I speak what YOU said
Words YOU said to my heart, not words from my head
I'm seeing sound I see sound happen I can call Your Kingdom down
What I said, I see and it's happening all around
It's time to speak and see sound happen
Morning has come night has gone
It's time to sing a new song
Morning has come I see Your destiny for me descending from Your Throne
Then my heart grabs the sound like a pulsing ear
From my heart Your Words rise up and I begin to speak
Rolling waves of sound building to a peak
I'm breaking through I'm breaking in
I'm breaking the sound barrier going to Elsewhen
I see the sounds, I see Your Mind
I'm leaving all my past behind
I"m breaking the sound barrier with words of destiny
You opened my ears so I could hear Let It Be
Now You've opened my eyes and Your sounds I can see
The night has turned to day and morning has come
It's no longer a thought, a word... IT'S DONE
I'm breaking though I'm breaking in
I'm breaking the sound barrier going to Elsewhen
I see the sounds I see Your Mind
I'm leaving all my past behind
I'm breaking the sound barrier with words of destiny
I've broken the sound barrier cause I speak what YOU said
Words YOU said to my heart, not words from my head
I'm seeing sound I see sound happen I can call Your Kingdom down
What I said, I see and it's happening all around
It's time to speak and see sound happen
Morning has come night has gone
It's time to sing a new song
Morning has come I see Your destiny for me descending from Your Throne
Wishes
Sept 30, 08
I wish the steps You ask me to take were from stone to stone, a sure thing I could see. But the steps YOU ask me to take are into nothingness... no rock, no ground, not even a limb! Just black, bottomless nothingness.
I wish I could always remember that You are already there and You can see in the dark because You are Light. But I forget and start to blindly grope instead of just holding to Your hand. I can't see and I start to panic and want to run back to what I know, what is familiar.
I wish that what You want to to do could be done in my own strength. Then I wouldn't need anyone else and wouldn't have to ask for help or depend on anyone but me. But You always ask for something that I don't even know how to do, and You want me to move mountains, with only my heart!
I wish I had more backbone, and not so much wishbone, then I I know I could fly instead of fall..... I'd run in the dark.... and I'd grab my brothers' and my sisters' hand and say to them, "together we can do it!"
I wish, I wish, I wish.
I wish the steps You ask me to take were from stone to stone, a sure thing I could see. But the steps YOU ask me to take are into nothingness... no rock, no ground, not even a limb! Just black, bottomless nothingness.
I wish I could always remember that You are already there and You can see in the dark because You are Light. But I forget and start to blindly grope instead of just holding to Your hand. I can't see and I start to panic and want to run back to what I know, what is familiar.
I wish that what You want to to do could be done in my own strength. Then I wouldn't need anyone else and wouldn't have to ask for help or depend on anyone but me. But You always ask for something that I don't even know how to do, and You want me to move mountains, with only my heart!
I wish I had more backbone, and not so much wishbone, then I I know I could fly instead of fall..... I'd run in the dark.... and I'd grab my brothers' and my sisters' hand and say to them, "together we can do it!"
I wish, I wish, I wish.
Burn
Sept. 08
The candle's flame flickers bright and dances in the night. Will I shine and burn and dance when I am surrounded by blackest night? When I can't see where my foot steps and I can't hear the music's beat will I still dance and sway to the Breath that spoke me into being?
The candle's flame can see no light and the brightest star is but a flicker. A shooting star last but a second, yet it makes people smile and holds them in awe. I know Poppa smiles too each time He flings one across the night sky.
I want to make YOU smile Poppa as I burn and flicker and explode into dazzling Light, as I fling myself into the darkest night. I want to burn and shine with the Fire of Your Love as I dance across the dark, and watch You smile as the darkness flees from the Light of Your Love shining thought me, in the darkest of night.
The candle's flame flickers bright and dances in the night. Will I shine and burn and dance when I am surrounded by blackest night? When I can't see where my foot steps and I can't hear the music's beat will I still dance and sway to the Breath that spoke me into being?
The candle's flame can see no light and the brightest star is but a flicker. A shooting star last but a second, yet it makes people smile and holds them in awe. I know Poppa smiles too each time He flings one across the night sky.
I want to make YOU smile Poppa as I burn and flicker and explode into dazzling Light, as I fling myself into the darkest night. I want to burn and shine with the Fire of Your Love as I dance across the dark, and watch You smile as the darkness flees from the Light of Your Love shining thought me, in the darkest of night.
THERE
Let me hear Your Voice
I ache to know Your Touch
Your Love has overwhelmed me.... undone me
I offer You my tears, they're all I have to give
Let Your Touch carress my spirit
I feel you under my skin.... I am no longer my own
I come in, I come up, I am swallowed by Your Heart
You lift me from Your Feet and hold me close
I am Your Bride, take me to Your Chambers.... ravish me with Your Love
You know me... yet You Love me
You see me.... yet You desire me
You hear me... yet You smile at me
Please, no more let us be apart Jesus, my Bridegroom
You Voice causes my heart to beat
Your Breath is my breath
Your heart beat has become my heart beat
My Security is in Who You are GOD
You are the most faithful person I've ever known..... and will ever know
I stretch out in Your Hand, I rest THERE
I let myself go THERE, I have no fear THERE
I am always Loved THERE, I am always beautiful THERE
I am always wanted THERE, always Loved THERE
I ache to know Your Touch
Your Love has overwhelmed me.... undone me
I offer You my tears, they're all I have to give
Let Your Touch carress my spirit
I feel you under my skin.... I am no longer my own
I come in, I come up, I am swallowed by Your Heart
You lift me from Your Feet and hold me close
I am Your Bride, take me to Your Chambers.... ravish me with Your Love
You know me... yet You Love me
You see me.... yet You desire me
You hear me... yet You smile at me
Please, no more let us be apart Jesus, my Bridegroom
You Voice causes my heart to beat
Your Breath is my breath
Your heart beat has become my heart beat
My Security is in Who You are GOD
You are the most faithful person I've ever known..... and will ever know
I stretch out in Your Hand, I rest THERE
I let myself go THERE, I have no fear THERE
I am always Loved THERE, I am always beautiful THERE
I am always wanted THERE, always Loved THERE
Friday, April 10, 2009
Love sees me!
Oct,. 28, 2008
You paint rainbows and breathe out clouds
You stroll on tidal waves and ride the wind like men ride horses
Your Voice shakes the universe and tosses mountains into the ocean
Your Eyes melt stars and Your Face is brighter than the sun
Your thoughts hold back the sea and Your Words become lightening bolts
You can hide an army under Your robe and in Your sight I am but a grain of sand
BUT You carress my heart like a feather brushes snow
Your Eyes capture mine and I am drawn inside,
deeper than my thoughts I fall into Your Mind
You Love me! YOU LOVE ME!
You are Love and I see You
I see Love.... but best of all...
Love sees me!
You paint rainbows and breathe out clouds
You stroll on tidal waves and ride the wind like men ride horses
Your Voice shakes the universe and tosses mountains into the ocean
Your Eyes melt stars and Your Face is brighter than the sun
Your thoughts hold back the sea and Your Words become lightening bolts
You can hide an army under Your robe and in Your sight I am but a grain of sand
BUT You carress my heart like a feather brushes snow
Your Eyes capture mine and I am drawn inside,
deeper than my thoughts I fall into Your Mind
You Love me! YOU LOVE ME!
You are Love and I see You
I see Love.... but best of all...
Love sees me!
Offering
Sept. 30, 2008
I can't offer you perfection and sometimes I'm not sure we're going in the same direction. I know sometimes you get blue because of things I say and do. I don't always get it right and sometimes that makes for a long, tough night. But my respect for you grows every day and I belive I can trust you, in every way.
Sometimes the things I say just don't come out right and istead of a kiss it must seem like a bite. When I forget that we don't always think the same you must feel like you've been hit by a train. No matter how it seems I know you work hard to give me all the best and everything you do is because you want me blessed.
I wish I could do and say everything exactly right and never cause you to feel like you need to fight or flight. I wish you knew how much I respect you and how I relive all you say and do. I can't offer you perfection, but I offer you respect..... and that I will strive to never neglect.
I can't offer you perfection and sometimes I'm not sure we're going in the same direction. I know sometimes you get blue because of things I say and do. I don't always get it right and sometimes that makes for a long, tough night. But my respect for you grows every day and I belive I can trust you, in every way.
Sometimes the things I say just don't come out right and istead of a kiss it must seem like a bite. When I forget that we don't always think the same you must feel like you've been hit by a train. No matter how it seems I know you work hard to give me all the best and everything you do is because you want me blessed.
I wish I could do and say everything exactly right and never cause you to feel like you need to fight or flight. I wish you knew how much I respect you and how I relive all you say and do. I can't offer you perfection, but I offer you respect..... and that I will strive to never neglect.
UN-promises
Sept. 17, 2008
I won't promise to stay the same, the way you know me now. Because I believe there's more to come, that I can be more... somehow.
I won't promise to never change, to always be the same. Because I believe you deserve more. To be more for you should be my aim.
I won't promise to never let you down, to never make you mad. Because I believe that we all make mistakes, so sometimes our best efforts can turn out bad.
I won't promise to have all the answers or to know what's on your mind. Because I believe that none of us have any of the answers and without Him we all are blind.
BUT, I promise that my love for you will grow and respect for you will never wane. Because I belive that love is a choice and love will always involve pain.
I believe this because the greatest Love was a choice to endure pain.... pain like we have never known. And this great Love came down to us from the highest and mightest Throne.
Love is a Person and He lives through me.... He lives thorough you.
Love is not what we DO
Love is Who He is
I promise to let Him Love you through me
I promise to respect you.... always.
I won't promise to stay the same, the way you know me now. Because I believe there's more to come, that I can be more... somehow.
I won't promise to never change, to always be the same. Because I believe you deserve more. To be more for you should be my aim.
I won't promise to never let you down, to never make you mad. Because I believe that we all make mistakes, so sometimes our best efforts can turn out bad.
I won't promise to have all the answers or to know what's on your mind. Because I believe that none of us have any of the answers and without Him we all are blind.
BUT, I promise that my love for you will grow and respect for you will never wane. Because I belive that love is a choice and love will always involve pain.
I believe this because the greatest Love was a choice to endure pain.... pain like we have never known. And this great Love came down to us from the highest and mightest Throne.
Love is a Person and He lives through me.... He lives thorough you.
Love is not what we DO
Love is Who He is
I promise to let Him Love you through me
I promise to respect you.... always.
What if.... if we just believed?
What would happen if we just dared to BELIEVE? Edison believed... Otis believed... Salk believed.... Franklin belived... Lincoln believed... Carver believed... Curie believed.... Mother Teresa believed... Heidi Baker believed... Abraham believed... Joseph believed... Esther believed... David believed... Ruth believed... Moses believed... Mary believed and Jesus was born.
What will happen if I BELIEVE?
What will happen if I BELIEVE?
The Journey
March 12, 08
The journey was, is and will be filled with a plethora of destinations, and He is there... in each and every one... as I AM. Where I have been, I now am. Where I am, I was. Where I will be, I have been... and am. I am learning to remember my future even better than I remember my past!
The journey was, is and will be filled with a plethora of destinations, and He is there... in each and every one... as I AM. Where I have been, I now am. Where I am, I was. Where I will be, I have been... and am. I am learning to remember my future even better than I remember my past!
Ribbons of Honey
April 22, 2007
Ribbons of Honey in hues of blue,
green,
gold,
white,
and lavender
swirl around me. They are seperate.... yet joined.... liquid... yet solid.... sometimes they are mists, vapors of brilliant, dazzling Light.
Ribbons of Honey, flowing from above immerse me,
surround me,
veil me,
infiltrate me
bathing me in the irrdescence of glory,
wisdom,
purity,
royalty,
peace that is not understandable..... prosperity in every way.
Ribbons of Honey flow down on me.
Ribbons of Honey in hues of blue,
green,
gold,
white,
and lavender
swirl around me. They are seperate.... yet joined.... liquid... yet solid.... sometimes they are mists, vapors of brilliant, dazzling Light.
Ribbons of Honey, flowing from above immerse me,
surround me,
veil me,
infiltrate me
bathing me in the irrdescence of glory,
wisdom,
purity,
royalty,
peace that is not understandable..... prosperity in every way.
Ribbons of Honey flow down on me.
If Only
Sept 15 2006
If only someone knew the place from which I've come.......
they they'd understand the pain which drove me to do the things I've done.
If only someone knew how hard I've had to fight....
then they'd know why I run to be in the Light.... of His Love.
If only someone knew the stinging, hurtful words I've had to hear....
then they they'd know why I used to fear to let anyone close.
If only someone knew the part of me that longed to be free....
then they'd know why I ran away.
He knew.... He knows..... but He saw me as I could be....
not what I was then.
Now, I see me as HE sees me.... His Eyes are my mirror..... and I love what I see relflected back at me. I am caught up in His Eyes.
If only someone knew the place from which I've come.......
they they'd understand the pain which drove me to do the things I've done.
If only someone knew how hard I've had to fight....
then they'd know why I run to be in the Light.... of His Love.
If only someone knew the stinging, hurtful words I've had to hear....
then they they'd know why I used to fear to let anyone close.
If only someone knew the part of me that longed to be free....
then they'd know why I ran away.
He knew.... He knows..... but He saw me as I could be....
not what I was then.
Now, I see me as HE sees me.... His Eyes are my mirror..... and I love what I see relflected back at me. I am caught up in His Eyes.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
What do you see?
WHAT GOD CAN GET YOU TO SEE IS WHAT YOU CAN BECOME!
If you don't see yourself as God sees you, you won't have the strength to stand before Pharoah.
My future is not in the rearview mirror. I have to let go of the past in order to ready myself for the future. I BELIEVE that I have a wonderful future ahead of me!
If you don't see yourself as God sees you, you won't have the strength to stand before Pharoah.
My future is not in the rearview mirror. I have to let go of the past in order to ready myself for the future. I BELIEVE that I have a wonderful future ahead of me!
Silken Steel
Silken Steel
His hands are strong enough to move mountains, or to hold back the waters of a sea. His hands flung the enemy from heaven to the earth in the time it takes for lightening to flash. Yet these same hands scooped up dirt and gently molded it into the shape of a man and tenderly lifted it to His lips and breathed Life into it.
His hand can hide the sun from our view and then gently anoint my head with His precious oil. His hands can shut the mouths of lions and keep them shut, yet His hands can open ther tiniest bud to bring a flower into full bloom.
His hands are silken steel; strong beyond belief, yet soft and gentle as a whisper. His hands are so big I can snuggle into them like a big warm bed, yet His hands can reach inside me and tenderly massage my heart, heal every wound in it and make every scar of disappointment vanish. His hands..... those hands with the nail holes in them.
His hands are strong enough to move mountains, or to hold back the waters of a sea. His hands flung the enemy from heaven to the earth in the time it takes for lightening to flash. Yet these same hands scooped up dirt and gently molded it into the shape of a man and tenderly lifted it to His lips and breathed Life into it.
His hand can hide the sun from our view and then gently anoint my head with His precious oil. His hands can shut the mouths of lions and keep them shut, yet His hands can open ther tiniest bud to bring a flower into full bloom.
His hands are silken steel; strong beyond belief, yet soft and gentle as a whisper. His hands are so big I can snuggle into them like a big warm bed, yet His hands can reach inside me and tenderly massage my heart, heal every wound in it and make every scar of disappointment vanish. His hands..... those hands with the nail holes in them.
Hope, Fuel For A Tired Soul
A person who has hope just can't be defeated. No matter what happens, no matter how long it takes, I'm never going to quit hoping. I'm not going to give up my hope that someday I can have all that is rightfully mine in Jesus the Christ (the Anointing). I am not going to give up hope that someday I'll be exactly who He created me to be and I'll have His Character, have the peace He died to give me and be so full of joy that it just bubbles out of me and spills onto everyone around me.
I want to expect great things from God, do great exploits for God... and I'm going to keep hoping!
Christian living is not a self-improvement program. When growth or change is our focus, our focus is on ourselves.... not on Jesus. Is my goal to really get to know Jesus better and to further His Kingdom, or to make me feel good about myself?
Convinced of God's control over every detail of my life, peace is the presence of faith even when the world around me is screaming that there is no reason to believe. The very presence of a trial in my life is proof to me that there is something in me very precious to my Lord; else He would not spend so much time on me.
God made us the way we are in order to use us as HE planned. Challenges are like storms; everything is more beautiful when they have passed! Eagles love storms. They fly right into them and ride the most powerful wind currents they can find until they are flying higher than every before.... and looking down at the storm. From that persepctive they can see where the storm is going and what it is doing. They are seeing with God's Eye and mounting up close to the Son.
God has NO PROBLEMS, ONLY PLANS!
The really happy person is the one who can enjoy the scenery while on a detour. God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
Keturah 1999
A person who has hope just can't be defeated. No matter what happens, no matter how long it takes, I'm never going to quit hoping. I'm not going to give up my hope that someday I can have all that is rightfully mine in Jesus the Christ (the Anointing). I am not going to give up hope that someday I'll be exactly who He created me to be and I'll have His Character, have the peace He died to give me and be so full of joy that it just bubbles out of me and spills onto everyone around me.
I want to expect great things from God, do great exploits for God... and I'm going to keep hoping!
Christian living is not a self-improvement program. When growth or change is our focus, our focus is on ourselves.... not on Jesus. Is my goal to really get to know Jesus better and to further His Kingdom, or to make me feel good about myself?
Convinced of God's control over every detail of my life, peace is the presence of faith even when the world around me is screaming that there is no reason to believe. The very presence of a trial in my life is proof to me that there is something in me very precious to my Lord; else He would not spend so much time on me.
God made us the way we are in order to use us as HE planned. Challenges are like storms; everything is more beautiful when they have passed! Eagles love storms. They fly right into them and ride the most powerful wind currents they can find until they are flying higher than every before.... and looking down at the storm. From that persepctive they can see where the storm is going and what it is doing. They are seeing with God's Eye and mounting up close to the Son.
God has NO PROBLEMS, ONLY PLANS!
The really happy person is the one who can enjoy the scenery while on a detour. God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
Keturah 1999
Touch Me, My Lion, Letting Go, The Ice Bridge, How Much
Monday Jan 19, 2004 Touch Me
Touch Me God, touch my heart with the satin of Your passion. Let me feel Your breath on my neck as You caress my mind with Your thoughts. Let me see You, know You, experience You as the wild, free, risk taking God You are. I want to be a child again, Your child, in my thoughts about what is fun, about the wonder of Your creation, about the beauty of who You made me to be. I want to see angels, to live more in the spiritual realm, to not be practical, to hear Your voice EVERY time You speak to me. I want to dance in the rain, fall in the snow, play in the mud and lay in sun bathed meadows of flowers with You, the Lover of my soul. Come Lord Jesus, romance me my King. Here is my heart, I am Yours.
August 2006 My Lion
My Lion A layer of innocence has been ripped from my soul. My mind, my spirit, and my emotions lay bruised... bleeding....alone. So I run, run to my Lion. I wrap my arms around His strong, thick neck and bury my face in His golden, flowing mane. As He nuzzles against me I hear His deep, yet soft purring.
Then, as His soul touches mine He feels the rawness... He sees the bruising.... He smells the blood....I feel the thick, rippling muscles in His neck stiffen as He lifts His head and with His teeth bared he ROARS! A roar that shakes not only the earth but heaven and hell as well. His beloved, His princess has been ravaged by the enemy and His eyes blaze with a fierceness that I've never seen. The one He loves has been deeply wounded and now He is poised and ready to counter attack... .to defend... to rescue.. to guard.... to protect... to vindicate.... to redeem. While He growls and roars at the enemy He purrs and gently nuzzles me and as I cling to Him... my face buried in His mane. With my Lion, am I safe. Snuggled warmly in His mane I fall asleep listening to His purr.
Sept. 1, 2006 Letting Go
I find peace in letting go
When I let go I am free to fall.... free to fall into His arms... free to dance with wild abandonment to the music of His love.
I find rest in letting go
When I let go there's no more struggle.... no more fight.... sweet sleep carries me through the night.
I find healing in letting go
When I let go I let everyone off the hook.... when I don't blame you and I don't blame me.... there's no more blame to make us lame.
I find death in letting go
When I let go I die... a death to self and flesh.... to being in control.... to calling all the shots.... to having my own way.
When I let go I can dance, I can fly, I can run and never fall
When I let go sin lets go of me
When I let go my hand is free to be held by yours.
Tuesday May 6, 2008 The Ice Bridge
I stand on the edge, at the end of all my yesterdays.... my past, and all it holds, behind me. Before me in the distance, both near and far, I see my future. It beckons me to step into it... out of black and white into a Kingdom of vibrant colors, sounds, sights and smells. I see Jesus there and he beckons me, "Come, COME ON! I am waiting for you!" He is beautiful, His countance is brighter than the sun. I look down... a deep, wide chasm lies between me and my future... still He beckons me to come, to cross over, to pass over into the new, into my destiny here on earth.
I look down again... a bridge of sparkling ice covers the chasm. It glistens in the Light of His love. I lift my foot to step out. The voice of fear whispers into my ear, "What if it cracks? What if it breaks open and you fall through?" For a moment I am paralyzed, unable to to move. Then I hear His voice, His soft, sweet yet deep voice.... "I will not let you fall through, I won't allow your foot to slip. Trust Me" and He extends His hand to me. With fear clutching at my shoulders and shouting at me "what if..." I begin to walk forward. With each step fear's grip loosens... fear's voice grows fainter. My eyes are fixed , focused on His eyes of fire. I reach for His extended hand, my steps grow faster, each one more sure than the last. My heart begins to beat in gloriours rythm with His. Fear's grip is no longer able to reach me. I no longer hear Fear's voice... I only hear His voice saying, "COME, COME ON! I've been waiting for you! Even though I Am here I've been there, beside you along. I AM in your future... waiting for you to arrive." I look back.... the ice bridge is melting. It fades away and drips into the chasm as the blinding Light of His love shines down on me. "Don't look back" He says. "The bridge to your past has melted... there is no way back to your past... look to your future... to your destiny... a glorious future prepared by Me awaits you. My heart longs to give you My best. What is here, now, for you is beyond your wildest imagination, your deepest longing, your most cherished dreams. You are here... in your future. Your destiny is here! Walk in it... you are here!
He holds me tightly in His strong, yet gentle embrace. He holds my head, carressing my hair.... He kisses my face and as He nuzzles His head to mine He says, "I've waited for you so long. I've wanted you to be here, right here beside Me for so long. Now My heart bursts with joy as I give you your destiny. I've wanted to give this to you for so long. It is My pleasure to give you the Kingdom.... now walk in it on earth... it is yours forever more... walk in it NOW!"
Sunday August 3, 2008 How Much?
Jesus asks, "How much of Me do you want? You can have as much of Me as you want.
How much of Me can you not live without? You can have that much... and more.
How much of Me do you desire? You can have your desire for Me filled... but never quenched.
How much of Me will you embrace? You can never hold Me too tightly.
How much of Me do you want? You can have as much of me that you can't live without."
Sunday August 3, 2008 Will You?
Your presence draws me and I lay myself at your feet
Will you cover me with the corner of your robe?
I long to give myself to you completely
Will you take all of me, even the parts I long to hide?
I have nothing to offer you execpt brokenness
Will you enter into me your firey love and meld me into oneness with you?
Will you?
Touch Me God, touch my heart with the satin of Your passion. Let me feel Your breath on my neck as You caress my mind with Your thoughts. Let me see You, know You, experience You as the wild, free, risk taking God You are. I want to be a child again, Your child, in my thoughts about what is fun, about the wonder of Your creation, about the beauty of who You made me to be. I want to see angels, to live more in the spiritual realm, to not be practical, to hear Your voice EVERY time You speak to me. I want to dance in the rain, fall in the snow, play in the mud and lay in sun bathed meadows of flowers with You, the Lover of my soul. Come Lord Jesus, romance me my King. Here is my heart, I am Yours.
August 2006 My Lion
My Lion A layer of innocence has been ripped from my soul. My mind, my spirit, and my emotions lay bruised... bleeding....alone. So I run, run to my Lion. I wrap my arms around His strong, thick neck and bury my face in His golden, flowing mane. As He nuzzles against me I hear His deep, yet soft purring.
Then, as His soul touches mine He feels the rawness... He sees the bruising.... He smells the blood....I feel the thick, rippling muscles in His neck stiffen as He lifts His head and with His teeth bared he ROARS! A roar that shakes not only the earth but heaven and hell as well. His beloved, His princess has been ravaged by the enemy and His eyes blaze with a fierceness that I've never seen. The one He loves has been deeply wounded and now He is poised and ready to counter attack... .to defend... to rescue.. to guard.... to protect... to vindicate.... to redeem. While He growls and roars at the enemy He purrs and gently nuzzles me and as I cling to Him... my face buried in His mane. With my Lion, am I safe. Snuggled warmly in His mane I fall asleep listening to His purr.
Sept. 1, 2006 Letting Go
I find peace in letting go
When I let go I am free to fall.... free to fall into His arms... free to dance with wild abandonment to the music of His love.
I find rest in letting go
When I let go there's no more struggle.... no more fight.... sweet sleep carries me through the night.
I find healing in letting go
When I let go I let everyone off the hook.... when I don't blame you and I don't blame me.... there's no more blame to make us lame.
I find death in letting go
When I let go I die... a death to self and flesh.... to being in control.... to calling all the shots.... to having my own way.
When I let go I can dance, I can fly, I can run and never fall
When I let go sin lets go of me
When I let go my hand is free to be held by yours.
Tuesday May 6, 2008 The Ice Bridge
I stand on the edge, at the end of all my yesterdays.... my past, and all it holds, behind me. Before me in the distance, both near and far, I see my future. It beckons me to step into it... out of black and white into a Kingdom of vibrant colors, sounds, sights and smells. I see Jesus there and he beckons me, "Come, COME ON! I am waiting for you!" He is beautiful, His countance is brighter than the sun. I look down... a deep, wide chasm lies between me and my future... still He beckons me to come, to cross over, to pass over into the new, into my destiny here on earth.
I look down again... a bridge of sparkling ice covers the chasm. It glistens in the Light of His love. I lift my foot to step out. The voice of fear whispers into my ear, "What if it cracks? What if it breaks open and you fall through?" For a moment I am paralyzed, unable to to move. Then I hear His voice, His soft, sweet yet deep voice.... "I will not let you fall through, I won't allow your foot to slip. Trust Me" and He extends His hand to me. With fear clutching at my shoulders and shouting at me "what if..." I begin to walk forward. With each step fear's grip loosens... fear's voice grows fainter. My eyes are fixed , focused on His eyes of fire. I reach for His extended hand, my steps grow faster, each one more sure than the last. My heart begins to beat in gloriours rythm with His. Fear's grip is no longer able to reach me. I no longer hear Fear's voice... I only hear His voice saying, "COME, COME ON! I've been waiting for you! Even though I Am here I've been there, beside you along. I AM in your future... waiting for you to arrive." I look back.... the ice bridge is melting. It fades away and drips into the chasm as the blinding Light of His love shines down on me. "Don't look back" He says. "The bridge to your past has melted... there is no way back to your past... look to your future... to your destiny... a glorious future prepared by Me awaits you. My heart longs to give you My best. What is here, now, for you is beyond your wildest imagination, your deepest longing, your most cherished dreams. You are here... in your future. Your destiny is here! Walk in it... you are here!
He holds me tightly in His strong, yet gentle embrace. He holds my head, carressing my hair.... He kisses my face and as He nuzzles His head to mine He says, "I've waited for you so long. I've wanted you to be here, right here beside Me for so long. Now My heart bursts with joy as I give you your destiny. I've wanted to give this to you for so long. It is My pleasure to give you the Kingdom.... now walk in it on earth... it is yours forever more... walk in it NOW!"
Sunday August 3, 2008 How Much?
Jesus asks, "How much of Me do you want? You can have as much of Me as you want.
How much of Me can you not live without? You can have that much... and more.
How much of Me do you desire? You can have your desire for Me filled... but never quenched.
How much of Me will you embrace? You can never hold Me too tightly.
How much of Me do you want? You can have as much of me that you can't live without."
Sunday August 3, 2008 Will You?
Your presence draws me and I lay myself at your feet
Will you cover me with the corner of your robe?
I long to give myself to you completely
Will you take all of me, even the parts I long to hide?
I have nothing to offer you execpt brokenness
Will you enter into me your firey love and meld me into oneness with you?
Will you?
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Desperate For the Face Place/ Memories
Desperate For the Face Place
I am so desperate to be in Your presenceTake me to the Face place
The place where my soul is laid bare
The place where I am smothered in Your grace
With You my Lover I want to be face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart
Take me to the Face place where I can gaze upon Your beauty
Hold me in Your arms and let me feel Your breath on my skin
The place where our eyelashes touch and I see my reflection in Your eyes again
With You, my Adonai, I want to be Face to face Breath to breath
Heart to heart
Take me to the Face place the place where I am free
The place where I can fly and we dance among the stars
The place where forever is, and will always be
The place where fear does not exist and night cannot find day
Take me to the Face place my Lover my King
The place where You and I can forever be Face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart Keturah May 21-07
Memories
Memories of you lay scattered in my mind. As the winds of time blow there they glitter and tumble like snow flakes dancing on a moon lit mountain. Memories as crisp as fallen leaves, warm as the noonday sun, soft as the impression of a feather on the snow. They rest on top of each other... each one different... each one unique.
Memories that curl like long cruel fingers grasping and clutching at my heart. At first their grasp feels so good, even comfortable, but as the winds of time grow stronger and blow harder their grasp becomes tight, painful... each one different... each one unique.
Sometimes they stealthily creep forward, shrouded in silence. Other times they rush forward and ambush my heart with long, hard jabs that jar my very soul. They scream with glee as I sink into that place so far away, that place of yesterday, of time gone by, where I can once again be with you. Memories of you lay scattered in my mind... each one different.... each one unique.
Keturah July 31, 08
I am so desperate to be in Your presenceTake me to the Face place
The place where my soul is laid bare
The place where I am smothered in Your grace
With You my Lover I want to be face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart
Take me to the Face place where I can gaze upon Your beauty
Hold me in Your arms and let me feel Your breath on my skin
The place where our eyelashes touch and I see my reflection in Your eyes again
With You, my Adonai, I want to be Face to face Breath to breath
Heart to heart
Take me to the Face place the place where I am free
The place where I can fly and we dance among the stars
The place where forever is, and will always be
The place where fear does not exist and night cannot find day
Take me to the Face place my Lover my King
The place where You and I can forever be Face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart Keturah May 21-07
Memories
Memories of you lay scattered in my mind. As the winds of time blow there they glitter and tumble like snow flakes dancing on a moon lit mountain. Memories as crisp as fallen leaves, warm as the noonday sun, soft as the impression of a feather on the snow. They rest on top of each other... each one different... each one unique.
Memories that curl like long cruel fingers grasping and clutching at my heart. At first their grasp feels so good, even comfortable, but as the winds of time grow stronger and blow harder their grasp becomes tight, painful... each one different... each one unique.
Sometimes they stealthily creep forward, shrouded in silence. Other times they rush forward and ambush my heart with long, hard jabs that jar my very soul. They scream with glee as I sink into that place so far away, that place of yesterday, of time gone by, where I can once again be with you. Memories of you lay scattered in my mind... each one different.... each one unique.
Keturah July 31, 08
I'm Flying Again!
I'm tasting His Kingdom
So sweet upon my lips
He says it's within me
It's even come to earth
I'm rising on the winds of Heaven
My glory has come you can see it in my eyes
I've risen on brand new eagles' wings
I'm dancing on the wind
I'm flying once again
And I'll be sure to fall
Right into Your Arms
His Words are like kisses
Warm and gentle on my lips
Gently, tenderly but with passion that is raw
He bathes me in His glory thick and gold like honey
Everywhere His Love touches me
I am enraptured with desire
Desire to know Him more deeper than before
My wings spread out in beauty
And on His breath I rise and soar
I'm flying once again
And I'll be sure to fall
Right into Your Arms
His touches of Love electrify my soul
My head against His chest I listen to His Heart
And I know It beats for me
I am His desire it's me He can't resist
I feel His breath upon my soul
My bare and naked soul
I rise up to meet His touch
Crying out for MORE MORE MORE
His Spirit enters me and we become entwined
I cannot tell where He begins or where I end
All I know is that we are One and I belong to Him
With every breath
With every kiss
With every touch
He becomes closer
And I arise on brand new wings
To soar and dip and glide
I'm flying once again
And I'll be sure to fall
Right into Your Arms July 12-08
So sweet upon my lips
He says it's within me
It's even come to earth
I'm rising on the winds of Heaven
My glory has come you can see it in my eyes
I've risen on brand new eagles' wings
I'm dancing on the wind
I'm flying once again
And I'll be sure to fall
Right into Your Arms
His Words are like kisses
Warm and gentle on my lips
Gently, tenderly but with passion that is raw
He bathes me in His glory thick and gold like honey
Everywhere His Love touches me
I am enraptured with desire
Desire to know Him more deeper than before
My wings spread out in beauty
And on His breath I rise and soar
I'm flying once again
And I'll be sure to fall
Right into Your Arms
His touches of Love electrify my soul
My head against His chest I listen to His Heart
And I know It beats for me
I am His desire it's me He can't resist
I feel His breath upon my soul
My bare and naked soul
I rise up to meet His touch
Crying out for MORE MORE MORE
His Spirit enters me and we become entwined
I cannot tell where He begins or where I end
All I know is that we are One and I belong to Him
With every breath
With every kiss
With every touch
He becomes closer
And I arise on brand new wings
To soar and dip and glide
I'm flying once again
And I'll be sure to fall
Right into Your Arms July 12-08
Labyrinth of Mystery
Tue. Aug. 5, 08
A Mystery
You are a labyrinth of mystery to me
With corridors long and deep
Do you hear me?
Do you see me?
Can I be a resting place where you find sweet sleep?
I follow after you not knowing where our steps may land
I only know I can trust you, this you've proven by your deeds
I run to keep up with your long, easy strides
I step in your footsteps, where ever they may lead
Beside you, behind you, I know I am safe
For with you my hero I find no fear
You watch well over the flock you are to guard
You've killed the lion and you've killed the bear
You calmly rode into battle with your banner lifted high
My heart was captivated as I watched your giants drop like flies
Now do you accept the challenge
to tame the dragon and from its mouth take the gift?
The gift of love, no more fear, no more heartache, no more lies
If I could see inside your soul past that wall around your mind
Is it possible, could there really be any thought of me?
You are a labyrinth of mystery to me
So many doors to which I have no keys
A Mystery
You are a labyrinth of mystery to me
With corridors long and deep
Do you hear me?
Do you see me?
Can I be a resting place where you find sweet sleep?
I follow after you not knowing where our steps may land
I only know I can trust you, this you've proven by your deeds
I run to keep up with your long, easy strides
I step in your footsteps, where ever they may lead
Beside you, behind you, I know I am safe
For with you my hero I find no fear
You watch well over the flock you are to guard
You've killed the lion and you've killed the bear
You calmly rode into battle with your banner lifted high
My heart was captivated as I watched your giants drop like flies
Now do you accept the challenge
to tame the dragon and from its mouth take the gift?
The gift of love, no more fear, no more heartache, no more lies
If I could see inside your soul past that wall around your mind
Is it possible, could there really be any thought of me?
You are a labyrinth of mystery to me
So many doors to which I have no keys
I Am calls her....
You would call her impulsive, flighty, unstable, even crazy.
I call her My daughter, My Princess, My Beloved, My brave warrior bride in whom I delight.
I call her My enjoyment, My submissive obedient servant.
When she bows to Me with her face at My feet and washes them with her tears I call her Beautiful; One who loves much; Committed.... because with great pleasure and joy she willingly gives all that she has and all that is in her and desires nothing in return except to be with Me.
You call her different, strange, head in the clouds.
I call her My Reflection, My Image, My Echo, My Thoughts.
Best of all I call her.... and she says, "YES! YES MY LORD!"
I call her My daughter, My Princess, My Beloved, My brave warrior bride in whom I delight.
I call her My enjoyment, My submissive obedient servant.
When she bows to Me with her face at My feet and washes them with her tears I call her Beautiful; One who loves much; Committed.... because with great pleasure and joy she willingly gives all that she has and all that is in her and desires nothing in return except to be with Me.
You call her different, strange, head in the clouds.
I call her My Reflection, My Image, My Echo, My Thoughts.
Best of all I call her.... and she says, "YES! YES MY LORD!"
Monday, April 6, 2009
I'm gonna Be
You keep undoing me with Your Love
You keep unscrewing me with Your Love
You keep turning me inside out
And shaking out all my doubts
I'm more confident and sure than I've ever been before
But not as confident and sure as I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be because You are I AM
You keep turing my world upside down
You keep turning my thoughts all the way around
You keep drawing my face to Your Feet
And Your Heart speaks to me with every Beat
I'm braver and stronger than I've ever been before
But not as brave and strong as I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be because You are I AM
You keep telling me that up is down
You keep telling me that to live I gotta die
You keep grabbing me by the heart and drawing me into Your Eyes
You keep drawing me up to you my feet won't stay on the ground
I'm higher and deeper with You than I've ever been before
But I'm not as high and as deep as I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be because You are I AM
You keep unscrewing me with Your Love
You keep turning me inside out
And shaking out all my doubts
I'm more confident and sure than I've ever been before
But not as confident and sure as I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be because You are I AM
You keep turing my world upside down
You keep turning my thoughts all the way around
You keep drawing my face to Your Feet
And Your Heart speaks to me with every Beat
I'm braver and stronger than I've ever been before
But not as brave and strong as I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be because You are I AM
You keep telling me that up is down
You keep telling me that to live I gotta die
You keep grabbing me by the heart and drawing me into Your Eyes
You keep drawing me up to you my feet won't stay on the ground
I'm higher and deeper with You than I've ever been before
But I'm not as high and as deep as I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be I'm gonna Be
I'm gonna Be because You are I AM
Attraction, from Mary's Prespective
Attraction, from Mary's prespective as she washed Jesus' feet
In the blinding Light of Your Love I fall at Your feet
those dry, dusty feet
that walked so far to find me
Your love attracted me to You, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
I knew all the ways to approach and attract a man...
exactly how to dress
how to wear my hair
what moves to make
even what purfume to wear
Your Love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
Many men have touched me, used me and abused me....
men WANTED me
but they didn't want ME
they looked at me with eyes full of lust
no one ever looked at me the way You do
with eyes full of love, compassion and hope
Your love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
When you looked into my eyes You saw my pain....
my guilt
my shame
my longing
my desire to know true love
You saw past what I was
You saw who I could be
Your love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
I fall to my kness, my face at Your feet and I kiss those tired, dusty feet....
let me wash them with my tears
and dry them with my hair
You looked at me as I was
and saw who I could be
I looked at You
and saw I AM
Your Love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
No one's ever seen me the way You see me, from the inside out
No one's ever looked inside me to really see my heart
I have captivated the Heart of God.... and THAT is lovely!
In the blinding Light of Your Love I fall at Your feet
those dry, dusty feet
that walked so far to find me
Your love attracted me to You, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
I knew all the ways to approach and attract a man...
exactly how to dress
how to wear my hair
what moves to make
even what purfume to wear
Your Love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
Many men have touched me, used me and abused me....
men WANTED me
but they didn't want ME
they looked at me with eyes full of lust
no one ever looked at me the way You do
with eyes full of love, compassion and hope
Your love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
When you looked into my eyes You saw my pain....
my guilt
my shame
my longing
my desire to know true love
You saw past what I was
You saw who I could be
Your love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
I fall to my kness, my face at Your feet and I kiss those tired, dusty feet....
let me wash them with my tears
and dry them with my hair
You looked at me as I was
and saw who I could be
I looked at You
and saw I AM
Your Love attracted me, my brokenness
my shame
my sin
attracted You
No one's ever seen me the way You see me, from the inside out
No one's ever looked inside me to really see my heart
I have captivated the Heart of God.... and THAT is lovely!
Just Know
1999
Know Me
Know My Ways
Know that My Love is pure, there is not even a hint of evil in it
Know that I and I alone will sanctify you
Know that I have called you to be My servant, My friend, My child, My
brother, My sister, My lover
Know that I cannot leave you because I cannot break a promise
Know that in My dwelling there is peace, and My dwelling is in you
Know Me, and I will help you to know yourself
Just Know
Know Me
Know Rest'
Know Peace
Know Safety
Know Joy
Know Love
Just Know
Know Me
Know My Ways
Know that My Love is pure, there is not even a hint of evil in it
Know that I and I alone will sanctify you
Know that I have called you to be My servant, My friend, My child, My
brother, My sister, My lover
Know that I cannot leave you because I cannot break a promise
Know that in My dwelling there is peace, and My dwelling is in you
Know Me, and I will help you to know yourself
Just Know
Know Me
Know Rest'
Know Peace
Know Safety
Know Joy
Know Love
Just Know
What Has God Placed In Front of Me? Himself...
Sat. April 4, 2009
God and I walk Face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart
It matters not that my back is to whatever is coming at me, all that lies ahead.... I can trust Him.... He is faithful.... He is truth and He will never lie to me. As His lips claim mine in pure, passionate, holy kisses every cell in my body trembles with anticipation of His touch.
His Arms enfold me.... Arms that could crush the entire universe with ease... yet He gently, tenderly pulls me closer to Him. His embrace is strong but tender, protective but empowering, intoxicating but sobering.
His large Hands stroke my hair and as His kisses to me become more passionate they become entangled in my hair as it flows and swirls around us... He pulls me closer... closer... closer to Him
His Kisses are sweeter than honey. His Touch is like silk, yet it ignites a Holy Fire in the very depth of my soul and this Fire rages and engulfs me. His kisses cover me from head to toe.... His desire is for me.... He desires to taste my fruit... to Know me as I truly am.
My very being tingles at His Touch, at the warmth of His Embrace. His strong, massive body overshadows mine. He is chisled to perfection with strong mucles that ripple with unearthly energy.
I am captivated in the peak of intensity as every part of me... body, spirit and soul heaves with desire for Him to take me, all of me and ravish me with His Love.
Gently, quietly, yet powerfully His thoughts enter into my mind... into me... filling places never reached before. My arms grasp at Him. My heart desires to draw Him deeper... deeper into my very being until His Presence and His Power is at the very core of my being.... the deepest of my inmost parts. Shouts of joy and utterences of delight escape my lips.
My breath quickens as I arch myself towars Him. I cry out for more of Him.... "deeper still.... here I am... take all of me! I am Yours! Leave no part of me untouched by Your Kisses... by the fierceness of Your Love."
His Arms tense as His grip tightens around me. My breath escapes me in loud, joyous cries as He brings me to the heighth of Rapture... to the pinnacle of our union. My ecstasy is complete... we are now One. In His embrace... our bodies, our Spirits, our souls entwined.. I drift off to sleep... and dream of our next tryst, knowing that next time will be even more beautiful... more intense... more exciting... more breathtaking than the last.
We are Face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart
My heart beats in unison with His.... He is in me.... I am in Him.... We are One..... forever.
God and I walk Face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart
It matters not that my back is to whatever is coming at me, all that lies ahead.... I can trust Him.... He is faithful.... He is truth and He will never lie to me. As His lips claim mine in pure, passionate, holy kisses every cell in my body trembles with anticipation of His touch.
His Arms enfold me.... Arms that could crush the entire universe with ease... yet He gently, tenderly pulls me closer to Him. His embrace is strong but tender, protective but empowering, intoxicating but sobering.
His large Hands stroke my hair and as His kisses to me become more passionate they become entangled in my hair as it flows and swirls around us... He pulls me closer... closer... closer to Him
His Kisses are sweeter than honey. His Touch is like silk, yet it ignites a Holy Fire in the very depth of my soul and this Fire rages and engulfs me. His kisses cover me from head to toe.... His desire is for me.... He desires to taste my fruit... to Know me as I truly am.
My very being tingles at His Touch, at the warmth of His Embrace. His strong, massive body overshadows mine. He is chisled to perfection with strong mucles that ripple with unearthly energy.
I am captivated in the peak of intensity as every part of me... body, spirit and soul heaves with desire for Him to take me, all of me and ravish me with His Love.
Gently, quietly, yet powerfully His thoughts enter into my mind... into me... filling places never reached before. My arms grasp at Him. My heart desires to draw Him deeper... deeper into my very being until His Presence and His Power is at the very core of my being.... the deepest of my inmost parts. Shouts of joy and utterences of delight escape my lips.
My breath quickens as I arch myself towars Him. I cry out for more of Him.... "deeper still.... here I am... take all of me! I am Yours! Leave no part of me untouched by Your Kisses... by the fierceness of Your Love."
His Arms tense as His grip tightens around me. My breath escapes me in loud, joyous cries as He brings me to the heighth of Rapture... to the pinnacle of our union. My ecstasy is complete... we are now One. In His embrace... our bodies, our Spirits, our souls entwined.. I drift off to sleep... and dream of our next tryst, knowing that next time will be even more beautiful... more intense... more exciting... more breathtaking than the last.
We are Face to face
Breath to breath
Heart to heart
My heart beats in unison with His.... He is in me.... I am in Him.... We are One..... forever.
Let's Jump
April 6, 09
By stepping out of the boat I made myself vlunerable... and a fight ensued. The battle was on to overcome everything raging within me to go into the self preservation mode. All "my" thoughts, those unseen voices from hell, screamed at me to retreat into the safety of "myself", to put up walls and withdraw from anyone or anything with the potential to cause me pain. "Self.... a place of false safety.
But my spirit wants to fight, and fight I will! With all of my heart and everything in me I will fight because I don't want to ever again live in the "safe" place. I want to be a risk taker for Yawah, for Yeshua. I want to keep stepping out of the boat and off the cliff... each time believeing that THIS time I won't start to sink. THIS time I won't crash to my face. THIS time the only thing that'll get wet is the bottom of my feet and I'll soar on eagle's wings.
I don't want to dwell in the safety zone. My God isn't a safe god. He's a wonderful, awesome, mighty God and He IS love.... but He ain't safe. He takes risks. He took a risk loving me. He took a risk on becoming human. He took a risk on the cross. If I am to experience the fullness of Him living though me then I will have to take risks. I will risk loving those who don't, or can't love me back. I will risk giving when I am need. I will risk starting a journey even though I don't SEE the provision with my natural eye.
If Jesus could fall asleep in the stern of the boat while a storm raged around Him, then I can risk resting with my head on His chest when storms rage around me. More and more I KNOW that the safest place to be is wildy, recklessly, outrageously abandoned to chasing after God, pursuing and living out the dreams HE has placed in me... and at the same time resting in His arms. Sometimes that will mean not only stepping off the cliff.... but jumping off of it.... in the dark.
OK God, I'm not ready, but I KNOW You are.... LET'S JUMP!
By stepping out of the boat I made myself vlunerable... and a fight ensued. The battle was on to overcome everything raging within me to go into the self preservation mode. All "my" thoughts, those unseen voices from hell, screamed at me to retreat into the safety of "myself", to put up walls and withdraw from anyone or anything with the potential to cause me pain. "Self.... a place of false safety.
But my spirit wants to fight, and fight I will! With all of my heart and everything in me I will fight because I don't want to ever again live in the "safe" place. I want to be a risk taker for Yawah, for Yeshua. I want to keep stepping out of the boat and off the cliff... each time believeing that THIS time I won't start to sink. THIS time I won't crash to my face. THIS time the only thing that'll get wet is the bottom of my feet and I'll soar on eagle's wings.
I don't want to dwell in the safety zone. My God isn't a safe god. He's a wonderful, awesome, mighty God and He IS love.... but He ain't safe. He takes risks. He took a risk loving me. He took a risk on becoming human. He took a risk on the cross. If I am to experience the fullness of Him living though me then I will have to take risks. I will risk loving those who don't, or can't love me back. I will risk giving when I am need. I will risk starting a journey even though I don't SEE the provision with my natural eye.
If Jesus could fall asleep in the stern of the boat while a storm raged around Him, then I can risk resting with my head on His chest when storms rage around me. More and more I KNOW that the safest place to be is wildy, recklessly, outrageously abandoned to chasing after God, pursuing and living out the dreams HE has placed in me... and at the same time resting in His arms. Sometimes that will mean not only stepping off the cliff.... but jumping off of it.... in the dark.
OK God, I'm not ready, but I KNOW You are.... LET'S JUMP!
Friday, April 3, 2009
The Walk
I am walking down a road. It is night and even though it is dark a luminescent light from somewhere casts glow that bathes my surroundings in quiteness. The road is rocky, hard and rough... like the skin of a serpent. But here and there, scattered like pennies in the sand are
smooth
round
stones.
As I walk, never looking down, my foot falls upon these stones. The smooth, warm flatness feels good beneath my tired feet. I look straight ahead.... not to the right or to the left.
All that meets my gaze is blackness. Yet on either side of me a warm glow paints shapes. Some of them are moving. A breeze.... soft like a whisper... then silence. Suddenly!
The Serpent skin moves, writhing and groaning. The smoothe stones become lost, hidden among the hard, rough rocks. My steps do not slow. I can hear my heart beating against my ribs.
A breeze.... soft like a whisper.... then silence.
The serpent skin rises, it heaves like a giant wave swelling, growing. The hard, rough rocks grind and crush everything they touch... yet my foot falls on the smoothe, warm stones. A wind stirs, the serpent skin cries out in a loud moan that causes my inward self to churn and reel.
A breeze.... soft like a whisper.... then silence.
Suddenly! In the distance I see a glow.... bright, warm... and calm. The groaning ceases, the serpent skin rises one last time and falls.... flat, motionless, dead. The jagged rocks sink.... the smoothe stones rise above them....
Ahead I see Light...
Brilliant, Warm, Sparkling.... like a million diamonds suspended in the air. I am bathed in the warmth of the Light.
My heart calms, and I hear peace flowing, swirling around me. Then, my eyes behold it...
the Sourch of the Light.....
it is heavy.....
it is rough....
Yet the glow from it is warm, blindingly brilliant and Light.
A wooden cross, stained with blood, has pierced my darkness.
A breeze..... soft like a whisper.... then....
slience......
and Peace surrounds me..... forever.
smooth
round
stones.
As I walk, never looking down, my foot falls upon these stones. The smooth, warm flatness feels good beneath my tired feet. I look straight ahead.... not to the right or to the left.
All that meets my gaze is blackness. Yet on either side of me a warm glow paints shapes. Some of them are moving. A breeze.... soft like a whisper... then silence. Suddenly!
The Serpent skin moves, writhing and groaning. The smoothe stones become lost, hidden among the hard, rough rocks. My steps do not slow. I can hear my heart beating against my ribs.
A breeze.... soft like a whisper.... then silence.
The serpent skin rises, it heaves like a giant wave swelling, growing. The hard, rough rocks grind and crush everything they touch... yet my foot falls on the smoothe, warm stones. A wind stirs, the serpent skin cries out in a loud moan that causes my inward self to churn and reel.
A breeze.... soft like a whisper.... then silence.
Suddenly! In the distance I see a glow.... bright, warm... and calm. The groaning ceases, the serpent skin rises one last time and falls.... flat, motionless, dead. The jagged rocks sink.... the smoothe stones rise above them....
Ahead I see Light...
Brilliant, Warm, Sparkling.... like a million diamonds suspended in the air. I am bathed in the warmth of the Light.
My heart calms, and I hear peace flowing, swirling around me. Then, my eyes behold it...
the Sourch of the Light.....
it is heavy.....
it is rough....
Yet the glow from it is warm, blindingly brilliant and Light.
A wooden cross, stained with blood, has pierced my darkness.
A breeze..... soft like a whisper.... then....
slience......
and Peace surrounds me..... forever.
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