She lifts her head Then bows it instead Her heart sings Glory, glory to my Beloved King Her lips tremble In her hope she resembles Christ, the Morningstar Our Risen Messiah Lord, she whispers, Bless my brothers. Bless my sisters. Lord, her voice rises, Keep them from the evil one … Continue reading I am Praying for You, A Poem
When His sun rises open wide your eyes see JOY in bird flit and flight When morning comes unblock your ears listen to HOPE in their song When day has broken BE STILL Know, like them He is good His birds see Light fly freely … explore live their lives more When clouds cover … Continue reading What Can We Learn from His Birds?
He who paints these flower petals is my God who designed my eyes, hazel-ish green and yellow around the pupil, though hard to be seen I know it's there Evidence my Father in heaven cares He who lushes lilacs with aroma is my God who embedded in my being pheromones, my own unique body odor … Continue reading His Handiwork
Good morning, sisters and brothers, readers and writers, mothers and fathers, children of the Most High God, God leading me to post here as often as possible. His message to you, His chosen people. He wants as many outlets as possible. I am still praying, asking for His leading to grow the outlets which I … Continue reading The Rain and Prayer
In the milieu Amidst the birage The constant stream of ME MY thoughts MY opinions MY criticisms seeking MY minions Who will believe and praise ME? Have you encountered Christians like this? Who don't take breaths or breaks? Who raise the stakes On interrupting Grace raining In the background Sometimes I struggle to hold my … Continue reading Be as Wise as Serpents
A circle of light Inside a shroud of fright Dark shadowed clouds Without a sound They move to surround To dampen hope To snip that rope The one anchoring us Carrying us Touching our cheeks With tender mercy Whispering the promise He will never leave Hope wins Because Jesus took my shame and sin Bearing … Continue reading His Light Never Fades
Heaven bids us come All the self-righteous, broken and undone Save the make-up You don't need breakfast at IHOP And Starbucks needn't be a stop Go directly to the Cross Our home at any cost See in heaven Nobody is lost, forgotten All will be In His forever glory Yet … the Cross is available … Continue reading Do You Hear the Invitation?