THE BOARDWALK VISION

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.