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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!"
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 Written May 12, 2020
Father, when grief fills my heart, and it feels like I am being torn apart, remind me that I abide in you, and that your Spirit does not depart. But it’s not for me that I now pray, it’s for my friend Patti, who typically brightens my days. She knows just what to say when things aren’t going my way. She’s a woman with so much strength, she has bore the brunt of trials and decay. Yet, she stays grounded in your ways and reminds me to rejoice for today. She is a woman who wears her own style. Her eyes twinkle when she sees you smile, and she wears wisdom like a cloak. She sees things as they are and doesn’t try to blow smoke. With such grace she offers advice, always to gather not break. She is truly compassionate and always willing to share her space. Her words are kind Her motive is true Her desire is to give honor to you. Her laughter is contagious and her presence is warm through and through. She’s a woman of love, a woman who cares, a woman who understands your grace. I can only imagine the ministering your doing while you have her in this place. I pray for her husband and for her daughter and sons; I pray they will find comfort in your loving arms. Omnipresent, that’s who you are. Everywhere at all times, it’s true. Father God, I trust and believe that you know just what to do. I pray for your spirit of healing to come her way. I pray for this, on this day! So as we trust you, help us to know what to do. And Lord, help me to be the person that she is to me. Written May 13, 2020 To the woman with the heart of gold, now is the time for your story to unfold. All these years you have focused on others, bringing your love to those down under. When we were sad, you held our hand. When we were blue, you said “God loves you.” When we were angry, you said “Are you hungry?” Then we’d go get a meal and forget the whole ordeal. When a mean word cut, you would apply a Patti tourniquet. When division came, you would divert the blame. When the walls were closing in, you would open a door - You would offer a new perspective for us to explore. You had so much grace in all that you did. You knew just how to love and how to forgive. I am a better person because of you. You taught me it’s okay to be humble and true. Oh my beautiful friend, I already miss you.  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.  When the angel of death comes to grab your hand,
what will you see when you look back at this land? The question is real, although most ignored. I mean really, what’s it all for if we don’t bring glory to the Lord? How will you be remembered when your time on this earth is done? Will you be remembered for the pain you caused or will you be remembered for tending to those who bled? Don’t be deceived for the truth is plain. You will surely march down one of these two opposing lanes. Either you will be remembered for expressing great humility, or you will be remembered for prideful cruelty. While trials come to all of us, grace is given to those who trust. Those who lean on the Lord for their own understanding will give grace without demanding. They allow people to be free. They encourage people to open their heart to see. They show love unconditionally because they are a vessel for God’s glory. They endure the mock and the jeer. They live for peace and show kindness to peers. They yield to another while grounding their feet, they choose love over defeat. They do not try to defend when they’ve made a mistake, they own their wrongs and choose to forsake. They take care of others and tend to their needs. They heal the broken-hearted instead of causing them to bleed. But there is an opposing lane to walk, it’s for those who are selfish who like to talk. Humility is not in their stock. They grow their pride by how they mock. Their walk is upright, so proud and tall. They walk on people and press on another so they don’t fall. They live off their accomplishments and they feed off of strife. They are self-absorbed by their own life. They do not have have the ability to sacrifice because they make they make their own rope and hold on tight. They think their ideas are the only one to see. They are not willing listen, or concede. They like to blame and bring people to their knees. They like to shame and cause people to bleed. So if you have time to make a change, I’d encourage you to stop and look at your lane. Which direction are walking in? The lane of humility, or the lane of pride instead? Where are you finding yourself to be? Is it the one that brings him glory? Before you are summoned to go to court, choose the character you want to report. And if you don't know what lane your in, ask your neighbor where you have been. Sometimes it's hard to see, when you've had a log in your eye that's the size of a tree. You can always reflect on how you feel, while reading this poem and noticing what it yields. If all else fails, and you don't know what to say, you can consider this question, do not be afraid. "What comes out of your mouth when you begin to speak? Do you speak life or do your words cut like a knife?" This is a good question, a good place to start, because it speaks to the truth within your heart.  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.  “Kiss me and kiss me again.”
These were the very first words that King Solomon penned when expressing his heart to the God that he loved. “For your love is sweeter than wine,” poured from the mouth of a servant king who had everything a man could ever need. “You are so handsome, my love, pleasing beyond words!” Whispered by a king to the God of this world. “Fragrant cedar branches are the beams of our house,” gold-covered ornaments made affectionately for a spouse. "Your lips drip nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue"; flowed from the mouth a man who worshiped his God through proverb and song. “I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.” Said the wise king to the glorious God of grace. “Let me see your face." "Let me hear your voice.” Oh, how Solomon yearned for God's divine embrace. These are some lyrics of Solomon’s song, written by a king who was desperately in love.  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. |
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