Lord you woke me up,
but there is no speech. Why did you wake me, From my sleep? I can’t hear your voice, but I can feel your heaviness and it runs very deep. Are you grieving the memory of your Son, when the time of his terrible baptism had come? I can see him crying in the Garden of Gethsemane, kneeling down and praying beneath the olive tree; he has so much grief and anxiety, that his tears begin to bleed. How did he do it, Father? I can’t imagine the pain that he endured. He knew what was coming, but he did not run. I guess as a parent I can begin to see, the unconditional love that you have for me. But it was your Son, God. How could that be? It is unfathomable, the grafting that is done inside your family tree. To die for your children makes perfect sense to me, but to die for your accuser is hard to conceive. He was wrongfully charged by the mouths of his own men. He was put to shame and viciously condemned. Yet he took it all, like a lamb led to slaughter. He kept your command, Father and he did not falter. His mouth was bound by your own hand. He did not deviate from the master plan. Genesis through Revelation is just a glimpse, to think differently would be remiss. It’s enough for the seeker to come and explore, but it’s only the beginning of the fear of the Lord. Your Spirit has revealed there is so much more. When we trust in Him, we begin to see, there’s an ocean of knowledge that runs super deep. All our generations are but a blink of your eye, to our everlasting God who lives beyond the sky. Jesus came to live among us as fully God and fully man; He came to redeem us and restore the heart of man. Those who know him, will begin to understand the parables he spoke into this ignorant land. Some will ask and want to know, Some will receive and begin to grow, Some will reject and spit in his face, Others will persecute and have no grace. On the night of his capture, Judas betrayed him for “silver and gold”; Peter denied him three times in the crowd, he didn’t want others to know that he and Jesus were bro’s. There were few in the crowd who testified for him, even when they witnessed the miracles he did for them. He raised the dead, and cast demons out of men; He healed the sick and gave sight to blind men. He spoke the truth in love to them, yet they chose to deny that he was the Savior who was prophesied to them. Most turned a blind eye, and turned their shoulder to him. They bowed to the rulers and priests that lived among them. They followed the crowd and listened to the accusations of men, instead of interceding and testifying for him. It is no different than the times that we are currently in; today we focus on the government, and the laws of men. We give praise to humanity instead of honoring the authority of him. The SELF has become the apple of our eye. PRIDE is embedded in the nature of “I”. Jesus was tortured to the point of death, while everyone stood silent, and lipped their regrets. People were afraid of the rulers who lived in their sects; People feared persecution bestowed to heretics. It breaks my heart to say that I lived among that tribe. I was afraid to share my faith, and instead chose to hide. I cared so much what people would think, if they knew in my heart I was a “Jesus Freak”. Would they be mad for not believing like them? Would I be insulted? Would I be condemned? Would they laugh in my face, And call me a disgrace? Would they ridicule me for relying on God and not trusting my culture's ways? Would they twist my words and make me believe that I am bad for not worshiping humanity? Would they call me a farce and laugh in my face, when I screw up and make my mistakes? Would they assume I was uneducated and not skilled in men? Would they consider me infantile for not believing like them? Would they call me a fool, and think I am burden to men? Would they accuse me of not loving, for holding the truth up to them? Since my master's degree is in psychology, would my peers deny me when I highlight spirituality? All of these beliefs kept me in sin; I kept missing the mark by conforming to men. I’m not saying that I am good, because by myself I am falsehood. But by his blood, I am redeemed By his blood I have been set free. I can stand on his Word. I can testify to him. I speak grace in truth, and still love my fellow men. I do not need to falter by succumbing to men, because I firmly rooted in the Great I Am! So on this day, when I think of Him. I lay down my life in honor of him. He died on the cross to set me free I can't imagine anything that is a better gift for me. Not only did he free me from eternal death, but he taught me how to repent and rest. On this Good Friday Eve, I sit in reverence for my King. Jesus sits at the right of hand of God and makes intercession for me. Holy Spirit, I feel your grief the darkness is heavy but it’s only brief. I know your quiet, in remembrance of him, who gave his life to save us from sin. so as I ponder his great name. I say “Jesus is my savior, and it is his name that I will proclaim.”
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Just as in the beginning
when your Spirit hovered above the sea; so it is with your blood Lord, that covers all of me. Just like when you spoke your Word, and brought forth day and night; so it with your blood Lord, that separates darkness from light. Just as it is written, in your book of remembrance, the angel of death passed over the dwellings where the blood of the lamb was on doorposts; so it tonight Lord on this memorable Passover night, that the blood of Jesus my savior, has resurrected me. Just as it was in the days of Egypt, when Moses stood for you; so it is in my heart Lord, I’ll do what you tell me to do. Just as you freed your children the nation of Israel; so it is with your love for this lost and lonely girl. You led them through the waters that you separated upon your command; you took them through the wilderness, and brought them into your promised land. Your Spirit was with them every step of the way; leading them by fire at night, and by cloud during the day; so it with your Spirit today Lord, for those who walk according to your ways. And just as it was when you rested in your holy tent; so it is today Lord, when your Spirit dwells in the hearts of men. Instead of living outside in, as it was in days of old; You now live inside out, and this is how your story is told. Your have ended the era of Aaron's priests, there is no way a man could live up to your holiness; Melchizedek has always been the true spiritual priest! Since the final sacrifice of your beautiful Son, your Kingdom has been advancing; for those who believe He is THE ONE; He who said, "It is finished." has declared the battle’s been won! We are his royal priesthood, who no longer need to sacrifice thousands of beasts; instead we die to self and patiently endure while growing hungry for the wedding feast. Instead of scurrying around trying to make ourselves right, we get to rest and repent under the blood of Christ. Lord help us not forget what your Spirit did to deliver your children from oppression and complete bondage. The same power that descended upon your Son, is the same power that lives in your chosen ones. Just like when Jesus was led into the wilderness for 40 days, when he was tested by the devil and when he did not stray; he spoke the truth in confidence as he hung on to your every word, is how he defeated the tempter, and his countenance was not blurred; so it is with us Lord who are grafted into your vine, may we receive your living water and become spiritually alive. May the valley where dry bones existed, grow flesh and become alive and well, in the hearts of men who love you in those who drink from your well. Allow the hardness of our hearts to become brittle by Your Word, Let the dust fall to the ground and be transformed by what we have heard. It’s often when we crumble by our heart’s brokenness, that we turn to you Lord and ask for your breathe; So forgive us for our sins when we miss your mark, and remember us for our faith Lord and hear our heralds hark. With Jesus as our Lord, Father we open our hearts to you. Where the Spirit is Lord, Father We know freedom rings true; So as we walk through this valley, filled with shadow and death, help us to fear no evil as long as we breathe your breath; When we go through trials characterized by this world, help us to remember that our final judgement has been overturned. Continue to give us courage, and boldness to speak your Word, Bend our ears to you Lord, so that we can fulfill everything we've heard. Cover our lives, Father beneath the blood of your lamb; we hold tight to your Spirit, Father while he carries out your plan. Your mysteries are being unfolded before our very eyes, keep us from being deceived by the enemy’s twisted lies. May we live to see you God as Father, Spirit and Son; May we come to dwell with you, God as heavenly bodies made into one. “You will give this message
Whether you like it or not.” “They will hear my words Whether they like it or not.” "I send forth my Spirit through the blade of your mouth vibrations will flow so do not doubt! you WILL l bow down to My sovereignty now be My servant, so that others will see. I am not playing when I send forth My word! I am the Lord your God, have you not heard? What I say goes whether you like it or not, so send forth My word and do not stop! You are accountable for what I put into your mouth so quit your chewing before I spit you out! They will not like what I have to say but it is a burden which you must obey! So chose for yourself who you will serve this day! Get ready for their anger to come your way! some will listen and obey Some will hate and turn away Some will fall on bended knee some will lap the water that flows their way.” In reverent fear of the Lord, this is what HE says, “I’ve left you alone for long enough you’ve been calling the shots now I’m calling your bluff!” “The sons of PRIDE have stolen My crown now it’s time for Me to bring them down.” “Rampant they’ve been, looting the town these rulers of men are industrially proud.” “They have dug in deep They have burrowed their heads They are spiritual ticks They are demons.” “They have set up camp invading minds of men, twisting the truth time and time again” “With head embedded they spread their disease the corona virus is the creation of these.” “The crowns of pride have taken their toll now it’s time for Me to remind you of times of old.” “Do you not remember the people of great faith who believed in Me and followed My ways?” “I gave them My Word and they wrote it down, I gave them My Power to pull the asher poles down.” “I defeated their gods and defeated the men who worshiped foreign gods and bowed down to them.” “When I sent my Son do you think I changed? Am I not the Father who is set in My ways?” “Are you really that thick to think My plumb line has changed? You have watered down My Word by catering to your own ways!” “Forgiveness of sin is meant for Me to enter in. It was never intended for you to blasphemy Him.” “HOW DARE YOU! YOU INSOLENT MEN!” Do you think I will allow My Spirit to settle in these distorted hearts of men?” “What has become of My creation? I have to keep cutting you off at the stem, but My pruning does not help, when you stay rooted in your sin!” “You have taken my scripture and twisted my words. You take everything out of context, to fit your own herd!” “I can’t remember a generation so thick? “Love your neighbors” has become twisted and sick! “Jesus is in everyone, they get to have their own way.” Are you kidding me? You refuse to obey!” “Universal love has watered down my Word! The integrity of I AM is no longer heard! Grace is good but it does not exclude the truth of My Word.” “Don’t you see? When you build your house on sand, You will not stand when the storm sets in!” To those who claim to be baptized in My name, I tell you this, without a heart change, there is nothing to gain!” “When lust is birthed in the flesh of men sin springs forth and death sets in.” “If you do not choose to fear what I say, but instead decide to follow your own way, then what can I do when sin sets in? Do you think My Spirit will stay with men?” “I am not looking for perfection, I already know who you are! I demand your affection, those who set them selves apart.” “Those who know Me and trust in my ways castrate their desires, and open their hearts for My Spirit to slay.” “Because I love you I have finally stepped in. I’m pulling out the ticks that have borrowed themselves in.” “My servant has witnessed the pulling out of one with the sword of the Spirit she opened her mouth and got the deed done.” “He backed right out then stood at her side, he panted like a dog and looked at her with googly eyes.” “He had many legs but did not want to run. He waited for re-entrance but she would not give him one.” “With a commanding voice, she confidently declared, “Get out of my house, you are not welcome here.” “I elevated her spirit by building My tower, Beneath her feet I laid My power.” “In an instant, that dog disappeared. By My Spirit, she had nothing to fear! “Without a host, he could not stay. She trusted in Me instead of following her own way.” “Now this is what I say to minds of men who are in decay. Get rid of your pride, it is not My way! Get rid of your pride, do not delay! Get rid of your pride, by trusting in your own way!” “Like any good Father who has given his commands, it’s always out of love because he sees what has happened. He does not want to lose his children to sin, nor does he want to throw the towel in. He longs for the best, for good choices to set in. He corrects in hopes that his child will win. He speaks in love most of the time, but he speaks with authority when things are out of line.” “It is time” says the Father. “I have stood at the throne, and thrown you a lifeline.” “Will you grab hold, and let go of your sin? or will you hold tight and die from within?” Deep calls unto deep
It’s the nature of His seed, As the deer pants for water So Is my thirst for thee; When the weight of this world had broken my back, and all I could do was feel the enemy attack, When the weariness of this life had filled my eyes, and all I could do was lie down and cry. When the sky had fallen, and dark clouds fell upon my face, When all I longed for was the earth to open and swallow my space. When all this had happened I felt like God was a digging a pit, to throw me into hell for the sins I did commit But now that I look back, it’s in these times that I see, I was in his hands, and he was allowing me, to come face to face, with the giants that I made, due to my choices, when I walked away. When I stepped out of line With his sovereignty, is when I grieved his Spirit and caused toxicity. When “My will not yours” was inside of me, I laid it all down, I knew I had to bleed. When I came to his cross, in humility, is when I consecrated myself and became a burnt offering I thought it would be a day for the pain to go away but I found out very quickly that was not his way. A week became a month and a month became a year but as I shed my will his became clear. Dying to self on the alter of his throne, is when MY seed died And I was reborn. It was deep beneath the dirt under thick heaps of hurt that the seed of ME did die; I was alone and afraid when Jesus came and held me while I cried. He extended his hand and helped me to stand, then he led down the narrow path, and I knew there was no going back. At the end was a veil that Jesus pulled back, he led me to enter and light filled my black. Peace filled the space as God's glory took place, and in an instant I knew I would never be the same. The death to MY seed Came to be, when Jesus gave me a taste of ETERNITY. Time lost its hold, when I was in his fold of his glorious embrace. Floating on air I had no cares. There was no trace of being misplaced. Th disgrace of my past Did not exist when I was in the presence of his gloriousness. But the next thing I knew I was back on the path Dressed like a warrior ready for combat. My heart was on fire to fulfill his desire of standing strong on his wall; Fortified inside Devoted to abide I finally knew my call. Dying to SELF Opened MY seed To release the essence of ME. With an open heart and his strong hand, He squeezed out the part that caused division between us to stand. He filled me with breath and allowed me to breathe, As I exercised my lungs I began to believe. Hope was restored as his mercies did pour; His healing energy transformed my soul; Infused with his spirit I was made whole. So it was in the ground I was reborn. A warrior for Christ, came from tattered and torn. Shocked Awake His Spirit did take from death to alive in the blink of an eye. According to His timeline, not mine. During this time, we gained great intimacy. Unfailing love between my Creator and me. He taught me to listen He taught me to pray He taught me to look in the mirror and not turn away. I exposed the good, and the bad, every part of me. He touched my wounds and I said, “I heal thee.” My eyes were closed, behind shame and disgrace, when he gently said “look at me” while holding my face. I hesitantly opened them afraid what I’d see In the eyes of my savior looking back at me. Instead of disgust He smiled and said, “You are worthy” and “For YOU it was my blood that I shed.” What was in my head moved straight to my heart Intimacy with God is where Transformation starts. On a dreary Saturday afternoon in November of 2016, I was sitting with the Lord, contemplating the meaning of my life. I was living alone and had filed for divorce. For months I cried myself to sleep and struggled with my sins, wondering if I'd ever find my way back. For the first time in my life, I turned away from resiliency and being a "SURVIVOR" to brokenness and being a "GOD DIVER." I held onto scripture like it was my last breath, and I decided to believe God's truths instead of my own. I began replacing my fears with the Word of the Lord. On this day, when feeling all alone, Holy Spirit gave me a vision into the great unknown. He showed me a boardwalk with Jesus standing on it. I was in a swamp, covered with filth and weeds. All around me were broken and moaning souls. I looked up from the mess and saw Jesus extending his right hand. I did not think, I just grabbed. He lifted me out of the pit and helped to stand. He covered me with his robe and told me if would be okay. He started to walk me down the boardwalk. At the end of the boardwalk was the veil of a curtain. He opened the curtain and led me to enter. Upon entering, all I saw was a massive white light that I identified as God. Around him were thousands of smaller orbs, upon which I became one. I felt complete peace and serenity. All of my worries disappeared. I felt like I was home. Next thing I know, I am standing back on the other side of the boardwalk, facing out into the swamp. I am fully dressed like a warrior. I have a shield and sword in my hand. My heart had been turned and I knew in my spirit that the Lord gave me an assignment as a Warrior (which I later learned to be a Watchman on the Wall). The visions and dreams continue. Not all the time, but enough to know that God is real and he is showing me things that are necessary to build his Kingdom. I also hear his voice - which is where these poems come from. The Lord has also given me the gift of tongues, and when I do not know what to pray, I just open my mouth and allow the Holy Spirit to utter his groans so that his desires will take shape in the earth realm. |
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