Revelation comes
when we sit with the One
who is springing into action
from his holy home.

He speaks to our heart -
the place he comes to live,
where he abides in us
and we abide in him.

WISDOM enters in
when we settle in
to his holy dwelling
and breath his Spirit in.

Listen to his words.
Can you hear him say,
“Behold, I have come
to give you eternal days."

"I am building up my wall
to those who beckon my call.
I am protecting my sheep
from the plummeting fall."

"With Spirit afresh,
I make you new flesh.
I am making you whole
from what has been left."

"I am bringing you back,
to the ancient of days,
I am the Potter
who molds my clay." 

"You will come to see
the love I have for thee,
I was there from the beginning
and rejoiced when he created the human family!"

"I have been shouting your name
in the marketplace,
I have been calling out to you
from the city gates;
From the city ​streets.
to the public square,
I have been piercing the ears
of all those who care."

"There is no where
too far for me to go!
So wherever you are,
hold onto your hope,
turn your ear to me
and grab onto my rope."

“Listen carefully,
to the words I give to you,
concentrate - and take heed,
for I speak only the truth."

"Cry out for insight,
and ask for understanding.
Do not turn your ear
when I am reprimanding.
I am sending you correction 
to set you on the path,
look at my compass 
it will bring you back."

"Look in, and see
how far you’ve been from me.
Read my instructions
it will give insight to thee."

"Wake up from sleeping
the day has come from night,
For their command is a lamp
and their instruction is a light;
and their corrective discipline
is the way to life."

"​Now, follow my advice
and treasure my commands.
Invite my Spirit in,
and he will unfold the plans."

"He will enter into your heart,
and his knowledge will fill you with joy.
He will fill you with a faith,
like you’ve never known.
From a tiny mustard seed 
your faith will abundantly grow."

"And with great expectation,
you will confidently approach.
You will draw ever closer
just to touch my robe.
And when you reach out
to grab onto my rope,
your spirit man will be filled
with everlasting hope."

"Power will pour out
like water from a cup,
it will filter out all in,
and purify the corrupt."

"Oh my beautiful bride -
My love has not subsided.
Why do you continue to hide?
I know just who you are
and I know just what you do
You are my special possession 
and my love for you is true.

"My love for you is deep,
so wide, so long, so high;
So open up your arms,
and spread your wings and fly.
Come back to me, 
Come and eat my food,
Come back to me,
Come and feel my soothe."

"Break free from the oppression
that tries to hold you down.
Get off your mat,
and cast down your fallen crown.
The devil is a liar,
he entangles you with lies.
His only mission 
is to take you as his prize."

"He will stop at nothing
to draw you away from me,
don't you remember
how he deceived Adam and Eve?
His goal was to entice them
to know everything;
nothing has changed.
He desire remains
to make you think
you can be Me."  

"Come and follow me,
let go of your bitterness.
Stop listening to him,
who says food eaten in secret is best.
Come and follow me, 
I have paid for your sin.
I freely gave myself
so that my Spirit could enter in."

"Come and follow me,
and let yourself forgive.
Come and follow me,
I will show you how to live.”

"I send forth my Spirit,
He rides upon the wind -
I send forth my Spirit,
to make his home within.
So open your heart
and tear down the walls,
the ones that prevent you 
from accepting the alter call."

"Bitterness and strife,
they are not for my wife."
"Folly and division
does not allow for my provision."
"Coveting and murder
does not serve her"
"Lust and greed
does not have room to feed."
"Unforgiveness is a bitter root,
it must be completely pulled out 
for the growing of my fruit."

"Now open you ears
to hear my beckoning call.
Open your ears,
my salvation is for ALL."

"My advice is wholesome,
there is no crookedness.
My words are plain,
they are not devious.
Choose my instruction,
and put it in your heart.
Wisdom and Understanding
is the glue that unites the parts.
Knowledge and Discernment 
will guide you on the way,
to finding Me - 
the love of your heart."

The Lion of Judah is coming!
Get ready for your King.
Melchizedek your Holy Priest,
has sacrificed to bring you back.
The Passover Lamb
has put his blood on your doors -
He purifies the heart
where his Spirit can be stored.
He is the Key of David,
and opens human hearts,
he attunes your ear to hear
the soothing of his harp.
He is the River of Life,
whose water quenches souls.
He is the Manna from Heaven
who fills you and makes you whole.

"How do you know
that my words are true?
Read my Book of Instruction
that was written divinely for you.
Your eyes will be opened
to my mysteries -
You will find wisdom
and understanding."

"I am the voice
that cries out in the wilderness,
I am the Holy Spirit
who testifies to this!"

Last night I laid in bed
focusing on the spirit of my good friend.
I thought, “If only I could let her know
that I was praying for her,
then she would be revived
and her hope would grow.”

It was just then, when
I began to enter into a lucid dream.
Wondering if I could wake her,
as I wandered away from me.

If only I could whisper funny things
into her ear,
then she would surely awake
and give me her smile,
the one that always brings me such cheer.

If only she could hear my voice,
then she would gain her strength
her spirit would rejoice
and in our joy we would dance!

If only I could lay my hands
on her beautiful head,
then the Holy Spirit would send his power,
and make her heart beat again.

These were the thoughts
that passed through my head
while I was laying in my bed
grieving my friend.

But before I could leave my mind
and transpire on the wind,
I heard the Holy Spirit say,
“You turn around - that dream is not from me!”

Suddenly,
the Lord reminded me
of Ezekiel,
the prophet he called a man,
and how he was not allowed
to grieve the wife he loved.

The word came upon him,
and this is what he said,
“With one blow I am about to take away
from you the delight of your eyes.
Do not lament.  Do not cry.
If you must groan, do it quietly.
Do not mourn for the dead
instead focus in on me.
Keep your turban fastened
and your sandals on your feet;
do not veil your face
or eat a widow's meal.”

While I’m not a prophet
like Ezekiel,
I am a woman who has learned
to obey the Creator of this world.

In obedient submission,
I knew just what to do.
Listen to your God,
he always speaks the truth.

If the angel of death should come
to take the one I love,
I will submit my will to God
the one in whom I trust.

He said,
“You may pray for my will to be done,
but you must never act as if you are the one, 
for there is only one who gives life, 
and that is Jesus, my Son.

I said,
“But Lord, you’ve given me your Spirit to heal,
so why can’t I ride on the back of your heels?”

He said,
“Oh my sweet child, you do not understand,
mortal death was never in my plan.
As soon as humans ate from the knowledgeable tree,
I had a plan to redeem you eternally back to me.
I chose my Son, Yeshua, to be your heavenly King.
I chose my Son, Yeshua, to be your heavenly priest.
It’s through our heavenly reign
that you are adopted into our Kingdom.
It’s through our bodily sacrifice
that you are covered under our blood.
So do not falter,
by calling out in fear.
Do not seek a vehicle
that you alone can steer.
Remain in Me,
and I will remain in you.
Your friend is coming to Heaven,
for she is one of my fruits."

Father God, I know that your will is being done.  
Father God, help me not to be undone. 
Father God, the grief is a major burden for me to bear. 
But Father God I believe that someday
my friend and I will again
have laughter
and stories to share.

In memory of my friend, Patti, who went to live with Jesus on May 13, 2020.

When you think of beauty
what do your eyes see?
Magical projections of you,
or a glorious Masterpiece?  
Have you ever witnessed Purity
that only exists in Me?
Have you ever experienced unfailing love and faithfulness
like you have from Me?
All that you can naturally see
is only a figment of My eternity.
Think of the majestic Cedar trees 
that gave up their leaves for Me.
They sacrificed their limbs
so they could become my beams.
Do you remember the Sea,
that was crafted by Huram for Me?
As big of a tank it was,
it was only a washing for priests - 
how it's rim flared like a cup, 
resembling a flowering water lily;
It was only a symbol of the love
I have poured out for thee.
They did not know or understand
the mysteries I poured upon them.
through the many people
who prophesied of My Son.
How could they possibly come
into My purity,
without the blood of Me?
Oh, if  only you could have seen
the temple Solomon made for Me. 
You would have fallen over,
from it's exquisite exaltation - 
he created just for Me.
It was beyond beautiful,
more breathtaking than the air you breathe.
There was only one other time 
when you came close to being 
the creation I made you to be.
In the Garden of Eden,
the place where I intended you to be -
this is the place where your unbelief
drove you back 
from staying in fellowship with Me.
You lost your faith 
when you wanted like Me to be. 
Now you only see shadows
of My glorious eternity.
But - 
For those who choose to believe 
that I sent My Son for thee,
I open their ears
to hear My voice
and give My Spirit
for their hearts to receive.
The apples of their eyes
dilate 
when they know my love,
My mysteries are revealed
as their souls evolve.
Inside out my light grows
from the shadows
of those 
who did not know.
More shimmering and iridescent 
than what covers the ocean floor,
is the glory you see
when I am given More.

The deepest blue 
unfolds my secrecy.
Leaves of emerald green 
lusciously grow from My trees.
Paired rubies glimmering for thee,
passionately waiting
for My bride to come to Me. 
A diamond heart
perfectly selected 
for My bride to be.
I have paved a way for thee -
where gold lines My streets.
The Highway to Holiness
is the Way,
I have chosen for thee. 



My Spirit 

Wise fools abound these days 
standing proudly over cities of decay.
They drive around wagging their flags
like vicious dogs chasing their tails.
Barking “victory” into the land,
rubble and ruin -
as far as the eye can scan.
But what they do not see,
or understand
is they destroy the salt of the land -
leaving the taste of life
so dull and bland.
The sound of gunfire is all you hear
as people run away scared
Death and destruction everywhere,
citizens living in chronic fear. 
Oh, the atmosphere
where wise fools are found
becomes polluted
when they are crowned.
They use their force
to push their way,
they lead the rebellious
who’ve gone astray.
They bring dismay
into the land,
and fill their trucks
with ambitious men
as if they were in high demand.
They fight for a cause
that is dead.
They decapitate the living
taking their heads.
They hate the wise
who serve the Great I Am.
They eat the flesh
and swallow it whole,
they cough up the bones
then spit them on the floor.
In their gluttony,
these wise fools do grow -
never satisfied
always wanting more.
They pile their plates
with heaps of ruin -
they dig right in
and become
what they consume.
Without truth
they create their own doom.
They fulfill their desires
becoming the objects
they admire;
spiritually blinded,
they don't realize
what has transpired.
This is how Satan works
by pulling out tricks 
such as this.
He leads men to believe
they can follow their ways,
He incites them to pursue
what they crave.
Since God gave dominion to them,
Satan tantalizes them to act in their sin.
Those who withstand
by submitting to God
will surely enter
the Promised Land. 
This land of Joy
will only be seen
when Christ our King
makes his second coming.
In the meantime, 
the Sword of the Lord
is coming for them,
ready to pierce
these foolish men.
The sword will be drenched
In the blood and the fat;
of wise fools
who refuse to retract.
In that day
when Jesus comes back
he will be exact
with what he extracts
The Land of Nothing
will be reversed
when the our Creator 
reverses the curse.
It will happen
sooner than we think -
when these wise fools
will be sent
​to the place of weeping
and gnashing their teeth.
At that time,
we will come to see
there was always a plan
to reveal God’s mysteries.
The Book of Revelation
will unfold 
just as it was told. 
The wasteland
will come alive
when dry bones
are given life.
Living water
will gush within
the land that once
was full of dry beds.
Flowers will shoot
from the earth
all that was dead
will have rebirth.
And just like a path
was created in a sea,
for the captives 
who were set free.
A highway will appear
for the ones who feared
God over Satan's sphere.
The Highway to Holiness
will be glorious
when it appears
out of nowhere.
Angels will line the streets of gold,
as the chosen ones are guided to
their house of hope.
On that day,
there will be great victory
when we see
how to the blood of Christ 
truly set us free.
Wise fools
will have withered away
never to exit
​ another day.
But those who love God
will receive a great portion,
for God will remember them 
by their faith and devotion.

We live in a world filled with cognition
where the thoughts of a man become his ambition.
Instead of joining together to build a tower to the sun,
man independently builds a tower for one.
When suicide has become
the second leading cause of death,
shouldn’t we take a long look
at what is causing this mess.
Fools will say
it’s because brains are in decay,
but the wise will tell you
it’s because man has followed their own way.
Since the time of Adam and Eve,
man has come to believe
they are like God and all knowing.
Think of the response
from a rebellious son,
“I know” is declared
as he foolishly stands
on his own wisdom.
Death and pollution
has filled the land,
since narcissism and pride
has been the exhale of man.
And just like blame happens
when we act in sin,
we hide the shame of our choices
and point our finger
 at our own children.
Instead of saying, “What did I do?”
We look at them and say “Now look at you!”

Father God, please hear my prayer.
I repent for my pride and ask you to spare. 
Spare the lives of my sons who did not know,
because of my decision to constantly be on the go. 
I allowed things to come into my home
because I had not been taught and I did not know. 
I did not know the essence of you. 
I lived for me and held tight to my own truth.
Now I not only see the error of my ways,
but I see the narcissism that is rampant these days. 
What was once beautiful in every way,
has become polluted and in decay. 
The gold and silver that filled the land
has been turned to dust by the potter’s hand.
Where lapis lazuli once filled the sky,
the color of grey has become the apple of our eye. 
Lust and greed has become the character of most,
the enemy lives on the dead,
they have become his host. 
Help me to speak your truth to this barren world
where witchcraft and idolatry has been hurled. 
Help us to stop making excuses by blaming the victims,
for we are responsible for what we have done. 
This time of rest has helped me to see
that we have chosen work over our own families. 
While we build our houses and own temples
we expect our schools to build our daughters and sons.
  The place where knowledge is so greatly behooved,
is the same place where You have been removed. 
Oh my God what have we done?
  We turned from you and began to run.
 We all know that wisdom comes from the fear of the Lord,
why oh why have we allowed the enemy to lord? 
So when our children are broken and despair,
help us to stop being fake by pretending to care! 
Is our plan to keep shoving knowledge at them,
expecting something different while professing our love? 
They can read between the lines.  
They are not dumb. 
Thank God you are the God of great wisdom. 
You gave us time to reflect so that we could change the outcome. 
If we love you with all of our heart,
you have promised to never depart. 
If we love our neighbors as we love ourselves,
you will forgive us of our sins. 
So God, my one true love,
I ask this of thee,
help me to know how to think and believe.
I hand all of my cognition over to you,
because you are the creator of all that is true. 
Lift the burden of disbelief
from our children who have learned to retreat. 
Put a new heart inside of them,
and give them new breath full of your oxygen. 
Fill them with a love
like they’ve never known
for you are the only one
who can heal a heart of stone.

We all have a story to tell.
Many of us are like the woman
who stood at the well and fell.

Fell into fear
that she was not nearly
good enough for the man to speak to her.

Feeling so unworthy
so full of worldly.
She spent years of dedication
chasing after creation,
just trying to fit in
but she could never win.
Nothing she did
was ever good enough
for the men she let in
to her life.
She tried over and over again,
Five times in a row
just trying to be a good wife.
She endured so much strife.
Her heart
cut away by the knife
of this life.
Looking for peace,
she would constantly retreat
to the well.
In the mid-day sun
she would take a little run
to the well.
She would dream a little dream
that the Samaritan life
would go back to the beginning
of time.
To the days when Jacob was alive
and well.
From Abraham’s seed,
Jacob would succeed
in bringing victory
to all those in need.
From the son of one,
men would come
Blessed and redeemed
as far as the eye could see
descendants as numerous
as the stars in the sky.
Yes this woman at the well,
would fall under a spell
every time she disappeared
in her mind.
If only there was one
who could raise a magic wand,
and make it all go back
to that time.
She thought,
"If only I could belong
to a man who would love me
well."

“Woman” she heard.
Her vision was blurred.
She was woken from sleep
when he asked for a drink.
Stunned by his voice
her reactionary choice
was to say
“Are you talking to me?”
She could barely conceive
“Is this Jewish man talking to a Samaritan woman like me?”

Jesus himself
sat at the shelf
of the well.

Just wait and see,
you will come to trust and believe
that the water that you seek
is here for the meek.

The water Jacob had sprung
watered the land and gave life.

But man had thwarted the plan
by mingling with the dead.

Death and debris had
polluted the streams
of Israel.

Division had come
and Judah had won
the well.

But not the water
from your streams
that run underneath
this land.


Between famine and sword
the Lord placed his command
to reclaim the man that he loves.  

My father says
“I have come
to reconcile myself
to the women in the wilderness
who was lost.”

Everyone who drinks of this well
will be thirsty again,
for its water fills only
that which has an end.

But whoever drinks of me
will quench all of their needs,
for the water I give
comes from the eternal spring
of life.

The man spoke to her heart
with his promise to never depart.
Unfailing love was something she did not know.
Conditions were always part of the show.

She knew that she knew
that he spoke the truth.
He was the Messiah
and his words were true.


Her heart skipped a beat
and she jumped to her feet,
I have to tell my folk
that the Messiah has come to give hope!

We all have a story to tell.
Many of us are like the woman
at the well.

We start out broken and ashamed,
accused and blamed,
confused by this world,
and spiritually maimed.

It’s crazy! Is it not?
The elite asking the incomplete
for a drink?
Who would even think
that was a possibility.

So when Jesus comes and asks
“Do you believe in me?”
Will you respond by asking
“Are you talking to me?”

As pathetic as it seems
this is reactionary
for the heart of someone
who has been steeped
in deep sleep.

Full of protective walls
and moats of insecurities,
It’s impossible to conceive
that someone so worthy
would be talking to someone like me.

I had to look again
to see that he’s not a Pharisee,
out to condemn and wants to use
their abusive power over me.

Instead he’s just a man
who is just like me
full of emotional pain and
cognitive quandaries.

But that's not completely true,
for he’s more than a man.
He is the Son of God
who came to bleed for me.

Do I see clearly?
Is he a vision that I can believe?
Someone pinch me.
Am I still asleep?

He put salve on my eyes,
and I became alive.
This God of mine
speaks so accurately.
He is not like the others
who speak like lunatics full of lies.

I can clearly see the man
who stands in front of me.
He does not go,
even though he knows
everything about me.

I've come to know
Jesus is a friend,
who intercedes
time and time again.

He came to redeem.
To set me free.
He is the Messiah in whom I believe.

It’s almost impossible to think
that he has such great love for me.
A Samaritan woman
who was shaken from a dream.
He called my name,
and said come with me.
Now I listen attentively
​to everything he speaks.