Good Morning My Loves

 Other people's opinions is not your business. You are not responsible for the actions of others. You are not who men say you are. You are who God says you are. Stay focused.  Stay strong.  Stay safe.

 Oh, beryl stone, of beauty bright. On wheels beholding, in my sight. Where you shine, is where I will go. To places I, have, yet to know. Where you stand, is where I will be. What you purpose, my eyes will see. Lift me up, on wings of love. And draw me closer, just like a dove. Let every counsel of wicked devise. Be brought to light, through words of the wise. For scattered fragments, who lost their way. Will come to the barn, and feast on fresh hay. My perfect love, pour in my heart. And paint me with colours, like a master's art. Touch my lips, with words, so fine. For tonight, we will sup and drink from the vine. On mountain tops, far in the east. Be my sign, if I am least. Let prolonged days, fail not, with care. For when we touch, there is no tear.

 As you walk along the path of life.  May you walk, as your husband's wife. May your smile light up the world. Forever touching, every soul. Let your heart be ever filled. With joy and love, and peace within. May your back be free from weight. As angels watch, from heaven's gate. Know that you, are not your own. For blood was shed and seeds were sown. So chart a course across each mile. With God's own compass, all the while. Till the day has come and gone. You will rise... no doubt or frown. Taste the kiss of favours, rare. As you sing songs, of love, my dear.

I love ME.   The woman I was....  The woman I am...  And the woman I will become. I love my smile. The way it radiates and perfects every contour of my face. The beauty and shine on every silver line. I love the sparkle of my beautiful brown eyes, as it caresses and speaks, without even a whisper, the depth of the desires of my heart. I love the softness of my thick, rich, black hair, as it shelters and covers my crown, with every curl and with every glow.  The sway of my hips and my fearfully and wonderfully made body, as I gracefully walk with honour and pride with each stride. I love my hands.... because they have toiled and tilled and touched the newness of life, with petal softness and care, as they fold and unfold. My feet... because they have scaled mountain tops.... run across the deepest valleys... walked upon stones and thorns... and leaped for joy as they followed in the Lord's footsteps. I love my heart... because it is filled with so much love.... to give, to unfold, t

 Why have you departed from me? Why did you turn your heart to stone? Where did the love you once professed for me gone? I am so unhappy. I gave you everything I had. I released upon you, the essence of my being..... but you left me. The crown has fallen from off your head. Part of your glory shall be scattered in the wind. You shall be a waste, in the sight of all that pass by. You shall loathe yourself, for all the tears you made to fall, because of your hardened heart. An end shall come upon you from the four corners of who you are, because of your departure from me. I watch for you, but you have made your bed upon thorns. You have lost your way to tenderness. You have departed from your first love and morning has come unto you. It has indeed, gone forth. The rod has blossomed and pride has budded. The time for your mourning has come to a perpetual end. You lost your vision and seek not to attain to higher heights. You caused my heart to be broken in uncollectible pieces. You are no

 Every day when you get up, it is a new day. It is a new beginning. A new opportunity. A new experience. A new memory. A new encounter. It is a day to fill your heart and mind with buried potential within you. It is a day to embrace every single moment and be grateful for the air you breathe. There are those who will breathe their last breath, while you are breathing in fresh, newness of life. There are those, who would see the beauty of what surrounds them, one last time. There are kisses of goodbye and tears ever flowing. From eyes that are as red as blood, with much crying like a river. Everything your eyes feast upon, will change. What you can do today, DO.  Do not put off anything for tomorrow, because you might not live to see tomorrow. Savor every moment. Feel the touch of the warm embrace, of what is known as TODAY.  In the twinkling of an eye, what you see.... what you know... what you take for granted, can be gone. The breath that you took yesterday has gone. The words you sp

 How much do I love you? Let me count the ways. I love you like I love no other. This I promise you from my heart. I love the sweetness of your smile, as it caresses my face, on a warm and sunny day. I love the way you move, as you sweep across every path, with footsteps that have been ordered by the Lord. I love the gentleness of your hands, as it charts a course across my body, in ecstasy. I love the stillness of your silence, because it speaks with a million voices, just for me. I love the tenderness of your kiss, as it tingles and sends shivers down my spine, in warmth and unchecked passion. I love the way you hold me in your arms, and dance me across the floor, with limbs and hearts touching in deep connection.  I love the way your words tell a story, as you open up your heart and lavish me, with hope and faith and favour. I love the way your eyes penetrate the depths of my soul, and see beyond what others cannot see. I love the taste of your scent, in my nostrils as it permeates

 You are my support. You are my shore, when the waves are rough. In my eyes, you are pools of water, filled with desire.  To quench every longing, deep within my soul. Life is nothing without you in it. There is no meaning.  There is no substance.  There is no pleasure and warmth in my nest. Life is a flow of ecstasy, with you as a royal thread, knitting us together.  Life is short. Life, with you as my own, is to be cherished. It is never too late, to find love, in your journey. And I found my forever love, in you. You are purer than snow.  You are whiter than milk. Your body, is as polished as regal sapphire.  You are my rainbow, on a cloudy day. You are not withered and dry, as a stick. The joy of my heart is not ceased, as I behold you, in your dancing. Only for you, my love. Only for us. You are my heavenly vision, upon a bed of white satin. Your voice is as honey in sweetness, unto my hearing. Your touch is a continuous evolution of new awakening, upon my soul. I am yours, my lov

 When I walk through heaven's door and I see you for the first time. I want to remember you, when you looked upon me, and smiled. The day, you took your spoon of gold. And fed me with your hand. Till all I could, was wrap my arms, and hold you, as I should. Upon my bed of roses red, within those gates of pearls. I'll run to you, with tears of joy. To speak,  with words unsaid. I will hold your hand, and not let go, because your touch I crave. For all the while, upon the earth, your love, is what you gave. You walked a lonely mile, in shoes. All tattered, torn and worn. You never gave a thought of all, the times you were forlorn. In cherished hope, of what might be. You gave of all you had. Now here today, I look for you. With joy. For I'm not sad. Oh, apple of my eye, I pray. Your voice, that I will hear. To welcome you, with open arms, without a shout of fear. As angels sing and I rejoice. To know that come what may. Your name will call. You will not fall. Between us, ther

 We go through struggles. We go through pain. Everywhere we look, there is always rain. Through trials and storms, there are battles to fight. Defending our lives, with all of our might. Some days we get up. And we ache with the thought. Of over and above, the many wars, that we fought. Some days we may cry. Some days we may laugh. But we continue to press on. With love's own scarf. At times we may fall. At times we stay down. At times we are sheltered, with bruises and scorn. From season to season, we try with our might. To conquer each battle. And win with delight.  With wishes of hope. For a brighter tomorrow. With freedom and peace and joy to behold. Our thoughts and our prayers. Our will to survive. Will bear fruits of goodness. As we walk side by side.

 The most proud, will stumble and fall. There would be none to raise you up. There would be a drought upon your waters and it will be dried up. A destroying wind will come, and blow your house in.... like fanners around you.  You will be rolled down, from the rocks and become a burnt mountain. You will be desolate forever. Non of your stones will be taken for a foundation. Your MIGHT will fail.  You will be an astonishment and a hissing. You will labour in vain and be weary. You will have no bread to eat, in times of hunger. Your company will be scattered. You will look and will not find them.  Your rivers will no longer flow into the sea, as a blessing. It will become a tributary, travelling a slow course. Your friend will become your enemy. Your adversaries will be your chief. Your enemies will prosper over you. Your gates will become desolate. None will come to your feasting. Your abode will be an empty cup. You will remember what you had, in the days of old and mourn and weep for w

 Where were you, when I needed a friend? Where were you, when I was at my wit's end? Where were you, when I cried myself to sleep? Where were you, when my pain ran so deep? Where were you, when I sat all alone? Where were you, when I ached and I mourned? Where were you, when my hope was all gone? Where were you, when I felt so forlorn?  Where were you, when I had nothing to eat? Where were you, when I longed for us to meet? Where were you, when my shadow was fear? Where were you, when I needed you here? Where were you, when I was out in the cold? Where were you, when my clothes were tattered and old? Where were you, when I was hanging by a thread? Where were you, when I longed to be fed? Where were you, when I was tired to the bone? Where were you, when I cried all alone? Where were you, when the wind was my song? Where were you, when I thought, all I did was wrong?  Where were you, when my back was against the wall? Where were you, when I started to fall? Where were you, when I w

 Be mindful of who you allow, to lead you. Be mindful of those, whose footsteps you follow. Not everyone around you is a friend. There are those whose clothing, is deceit, lies and deception. HE GOATS, before the flocks. Their ambition is to glory, in the satisfaction of the spoil. To destroy your heritage and look upon you, as being grown fat. As the heifer at grass. Do not be wholly desolate and astonished. Do not be left uninhibited and devoid of passion. Put yourself in array.  Against the high hills and bend your bow. Take a stand and cut off the sower of wolves', famished feasts. Let every hungry lion roar alone. Separate yourself and shine forth your light. Let your hungering soul be satisfied with fruits, from the adorning of plentious olive yards. Let the salve upon your earwaves, be cleared. So that the tingling of every symbol and untoward waste, be not heard. Let your battle cry rise above and be heard, as a loud trumpet, upon every mountain top. Let the hammer of your

Last night, when I went to bed..... I didn't know that it would be the last time I would lay my head next to you. You wrapped me in your arms, and held me so tight, as I snuggled deeper and deeper against you. Though the imaginations of my yearning, was my reality. You were no longer YOU. You were no longer the quencher of my thirst. You were no longer the feast on my table. My reality was a deck of cards , all played out. But Oh! How I longed for my circumstances to change. How I longed for time to stand still. How I longed to go back to yesterday. Your arms hung loose at your sides. Your breath became gasps. Your words were no longer soft, petaled caresses across my face. They were now only in my dreams. They were now written in tables of stone, within my heart.  You were travelling to your final destination. Your bags were all packed. Your journey's end had arrived. Your golden chariot was sent. To take you where you had to go. It had been already predestined, before you wer

  Against all odds, you stand today. On solid ground, is where you will stay. If at times, you slip and fall. Know that I will answer, whenever you call.  Come what may, you will taste and see. The feasting of manna, you thought it would be. With petals of roses and twinkling crystal dawn. You will break every chain. And be not forlorn. In your pursuit, as you travel along. Know that your path, will be clear and reborn. As you meet every day. With Grace you will stay. Never letting go. Of the seeds that you sow. Though sorrow may come. And strong winds blow. Know in your heart, you will get up and go. To hills far away. As it welcomes your stay. To embrace every moment. Because you were sent.  What glorious splendor, your eyes will behold. As earthly vessels will bow, and unfold. Rejoicing, you will seek. With favour, you will find. The least of the flock. As you drink from the vine. Oh, gate that may fear. To withhold what is dear. Be loosed, from the pit. And enter your stay. Touch w

 As I sit and ponder about the life I live, my heart is filled with both joy and regret. Joy, for all the times, I had the opportunity and privilege, to arise above every circumstance. To see the values, of my calling and election, in choosing to make a difference in the lives of others.... To know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the life I live, I live in the midst of the covering of hope and love.  Regret... IN my lack of knowledge... in my mistakes... in my failures.... in my wrong choices... The hurt and disappointment and frustration, I perhaps, may have made and thus bringing hurt and despair to my... neighbours. When I was younger, there was a deep longing and desire in my heart, to be, older. I had this great misconception, that, if only I was older... more mature... I might be more inclined to go my own way.... choose my own path.... make my own decisions... never be held accountable to anyone... and ultimately... be queen of my very own castle..... BUT OH! The voice and tho

 There is a side to me, you will never know. You are not invited into the realm of my heart, to participate in who I will forever be. I was created equipped to be an overcomer of all obstacles, that might stand in my way. You will never be allowed to see the woman I am, behind the veil.  Where I go, you cannot go. What I do, you will never do. You may envy me. You may hunger to BE me. But you cannot ever be ME. I have untapped potential within me, that you have never dreamed of. Though you shoot me with your arrows... you can never penetrate the walls of protection, that is my shield and my fortress.  While you purpose in your heart and mind, to overshadow my strength with weakness.... know that failure will be your companion. Every day, I will rise. Every day, I will carry my briefcase of hidden treasures, where you will never find it. It is forever locked and concealed, with the Master's golden key. I will reign in the everglow of satisfaction and victory. While you feast from th

Every day, words are published. Those words set up a standard, in the tablets of our heart. Sometimes there is a concealed subject set in stone. That generations ahead, might be counted worthy and wise enough, to travel through each passageway and decipher what is hidden within. If a blessing. If a curse. That remains a mystery yet to be unraveled. It is often the shattered pieces of brokenness, that brings to the fore, the trials and persecutions of one's own lost soul. Searching within the minds, of those who traveled through time before us, brings intrigue... suspicion and a hunger for knowledge of what once was and what might be. Yet, through every facet of passion within us, there lies a deep desire to see within the hearts and minds of those who put pen to paper... and created epistles to determine what we might become. Words in its entirety, enhances the birth of unrequited love. It envelopes the same scales of balanced art. It piques our interest. It destroys our lives. It

 You are like a very fair heifer. You are confounded. Baldness is come upon you. Rumbling, will your wheels forever be.  Your scent has not been changed. Your smell has become insignificant and meaningless. You keep wandering from place to place... and there is no place, wherein, you might rest your head. You are ashamed of your confidence. How can you profess to be, what you are not? How can you be strong and mighty for battle.... when you are spoiled? Your strong staff is broken. It has become a dry stick. It is good for nothing. You are drunk. You wallow in your own vomit. Joy and gladness have been taken away from you.  There is no pleasure in your vessels. You have no substance to leave behind. Though you put yourself upon a pedestal... As high as an eagle's nest... you will come down. The least of you, will become your master. You can no longer be reflected as a shining light. You have lost your shadow. Darkness is come upon you and your path is overcome with thorns and thick

You are not anyone else. You are YOU. You are unique. You are special. You are strong. You are beautiful. You are blessed and highly favoured.  Your fingerprints are different from everyone else's. Your virtues, voice, characteristics and versatility is unconditionally yours and yours alone. The way you walk. The way you talk. The way you smile. The essence of the sparkle in your eyes, as you look upon others, defines who you are. Your touch. Your taste. Your footsteps. They were all birthed within you, when you were made in secret. The way you move. The soul and spirit inside the body, that is completely yours, is unlike any other. You are purely fragrant in your hunger for the gift of knowledge. What you give to others.... no one else can.  As you continuously arise, others stand clear from your path, because defeat is not in your vocabulary. You are a mountain mover.... A prayer warrior.... A battle scarred, more than a conqueror, war wager. Victorious. Fearless. Powerful trampl

 Courage is not the absence of fear. It is not a sign of weakness. It is not a show of defeat. Courage breaks chains. Courage gives hope. It circumpasses every spirit of doubt that envelopes you. Who you are. Who you will become. Where you will go.  Courage is a challenge that brings to the fore, inner strength. It is the determination to rise and overcome every obstacle, that stands in your way. It brings division between you and strategies, bound to destroy you, in your journey to happily ever after. Courage takes more than what you may be equipped with, in the natural. To rise above. It enables you to fight. It sets boundaries. To be set free from every chain that binds you. It brings you peace. It shows others, what you are made of and who you will become. Courage is not a stigma against you. It promotes being an overcomer. It becomes a book, to be opened and read, to the storyteller. It covers and shadows you, wheresoever your path may take you. Courage determines your destiny. It

 You are set in your ways. You give honour to the queen of heaven. The abundance of your heart is speaking words, that shoot like arrows. You are consumed in the vows of your own making. You will accomplish, that which, has always been, within your heart, to do. Now, therefore. Behold! Look upon the trees you have planted. Eat of the fruits of your labour. Grief shall be added to your sorrow. In your sighing, therein, shall you faint. Upon your bed, you shall find no rest.  That which was built, shall be broken down. Though you seek great things for yourself, your seeking shall be in vain. Your harnessed horses shall run free.  You shall no longer be swift in your heartstrings. You shall no longer be armed with strength. You have lost the battle. You shall no longer rise up as a flood and move as the river. You shall not be cured, though you use many medicines. Arise! Make haste! For the way of truth shall come. The voice of gladness shall burst forth. Run! For arms are opened wide to

Why do you accuse me of something I did not do? Why do you spread rumors and lies about me? Why are you trying so hard to destroy my character, when you know I am innocent? You expect me to ask, how high... when you say jump. You expect me to say, yes... to everything you say. You expect me, to cast aside my responsibilities and commitments, to cater to your needs. But you try to destroy me with your lies and actions.   So many times in my life, you attempt to hold an emotional gun to my head. No questions are asked. No information is given. I am made to look guilty... just because you think it is your right, to look good.  Where does it end? When does it end? Why does it have to be this way? You are not walking in my shoes. You do not know what I can and cannot afford, or do. You promote hate. You promote division and separation.  Lies and deception have got to end. It has to stop. One of these days, you will have to give account for your deeds. Do not presume to destroy my life. Beca

 Sometimes in life, you are wronged for being obedient. You are wronged for being right. You are spit upon for doing what you know in your heart, is the right thing to do. There are those around you, who do not like opposition. They will cast you aside. They will let you down into a deep, dark dungeon. Without water. Without food. So you sink into the mud... forgotten.  But even in times of trouble, there is always one person on your side. One person, who sees with empathy, your circumstances. One person, who stands in the gap. One person, who has your back. One person, who becomes your voice, in the midst of silence. Sometimes, old cast clouts. Old rotten rags, become cords of purpose and strength. To lift you out of the darkness. The trash becomes the treasure, in your rise to freedom and elevation. There is always a preparation before a blessing. There is always death before you become alive. What was meant to destroy you, will ultimately promote you. Though they slay you. Yet will

 You can be alone and still be the happiest person in the world. You can be enclosed by iron walls in a prison. And still be free and filled with peace. You can be surrounded by a million people. And yet, you are the loneliest. You can be at your lowest. And still stand tall. You can feast on pigs pulse every single day. And still be healthy. You can drive an old, rundown car. But still get to your destination. You can be dressed with tattered rags. But still be clothed with the finest apparel. You can be a broken vessel. But you can still sing. You can be living under your hat. But your home is the finest castle. You can sit on the hard, rough floor. But your seat is your throne. You can have freckles and wrinkles and spots on your face. But you will always be beautiful. You can be hungry. But you are never starving. On this journey called life. Your happiness is not dependent upon others. You are the holder of the keys to your own heart. You are the one who sees beauty in your purpos

 Turn unto me, your face and not your back. For fields shall be in bloom. Though it be dry and desolate. Let me cure you with my tenderness. In the midst of your trembling, I will cover you. I will cause you to lie down on green grass. I will shower you with my prosperity. I will flutter over you, like wings of a dove. I will perform that good thing, which I have promised. As at the first.  Come! Sit upon my throne. See things you have never looked upon. Come! Take a sip from my golden cup. Water your mouth with my fragrance.  Let my words be ever soothing to your inward paths. In the chamber of your heart, may you hear my voice. Let there be a fire, burning in the hearth before us.  Let me come in. Let me go out. For there be no prison bars between us. Come! Let us separate ourselves from the midst of the flock. Let us unite and eat of the bread that is prepared. Let us journey through time and tide.

 Return to me. Oh! Desire of my heart. I am crying all the day long. From the north country, I am calling you, my love. My soul longeth to be as a watered garden. Where no barrenness dwell. Come! Let us rejoice in the dance. Let us rejoice from our sorrow. I refuse to be comforted, because you are not here. My bowels are troubled for you. My heart is toward the highway. Turn! Return to me. Oh! Lover of my soul. How long will you stay away? How long shall my eyes shed tears, like a fountain in the wilderness? There shall no bill of divorcement be signed. For I am attached. I am connected. I am not cast aside like an old cloth by the wayside. I am a husband. Married to my wife. Withholding not, my heart and my love.  My fingers long to write on tables of your heart. A new vow. Eternal words from deep within my soul. You are flesh of my flesh. You are bone of my bone. We are one. Oh! Lover of my soul. Return thou, to me. For I am lost, without you. 

 You shall be built, in times of sorrow. You shall be adorned, in times of want. You shall go forth, in dancing and make merry. You shall clap and rejoice. Your vineyards shall bear in abundance. On your table, there shall be no lack. You shall be consoled, in times of weeping. And your wounds, shall be bandaged with love. By the rivers of waters, shall you be led. With manna from heaven, shall you be fed. Once scattered, you were, but now gathered, you are. For grace in the wilderness, will always be, your  shining star.

 Let the word of God, be a burning fire, shut up in your bones..... Why are you always thinking about tomorrow? Why can't you focus on just living your best life today? The Lord has set before you, the way of life and the way of death. Oh inhabitant of the valley. Oh rock of the plain. Choose wisely this day. Do not let your house become a desolation. Strive to be a Gilead. With power and might and authority. So that you might not return to your native country.....  back to Egypt. Back to bondage. Back to the wilderness and a dry, desert land. Back to being a basket of very naughty figs, that cannot be eaten. Arise! Let the voice of mirth. The voice of gladness. The light of the candle. Be your forever guide. Let your rising enwrap therein, every footpath and destroy every mountain. Do not let the slumber of your beating heart, bring forth laziness in your walk. Let not your heart be troubled. Satisfy yourself with goodness. Refrain yourself from weeping. Comfort yourself in the p

Everyday, we are surrounded by people. People who influence you.... people who discourage you.... people who disrespect you.... people who love you.... people who hate you... people who cannot forgive you.... people who deceive you.... people who lie to you.... people who build and support you.... people who pray for you. During your time here on earth, you will meet the good.... the bad...and the ugly. Not everyone around you is a blessing. Not everyone around you is your friend. Not everyone around you is AROUND you. It is of the utmost importance, that you pray for a Spirit of Discernment. It will equip you, in knowledge and wisdom. You will be able to recognize who is for you and who is against you. You will know beyond a shadow of a doubt, who is OF GOD and who is of the devil. You will know them by their fruits. Educate yourself in the principles of Almighty God. So that when the enemy comes in like a flood...  the Lord will raise a standard in you. Otherwise you will perish for

 If you had to walk your last mile today. To choose a path where death could not stay. Where smiles were fed. And couples wed. And the never ending love, of others were met.. If the last breath you take, on this earth gave hope. To those around you, in their weakness to cope. Where barriers broke. And needs were net. To build a bridge. Where raindrops met. If the last thing you see, before your eyes are closed. Are flowers in bloom... and no tears or gloom. Through sunshine and clouds, where the rainbow dwell. And beautiful angels, in wonder would tell. If the hand that you hold, was the last touch you feel. And the voice that you hear, sang a song with every word. As your bags are all packed. With the choices you made. To sleep right beside you. Wherever you are laid. What wonder it will be, as you say your goodbye. To know you were not, as others had tried. To leave thoughts of comfort. With loved ones behind. What joy to behold, as you journey from this world. That your life here wa

Beautiful young lady... that is who you are. Do not ever let anybody, tell you, that you are not a shining star. You walk with pride. You ride like the wind. And you will, forever, conquer and win.  When trials come, you will defend and fight. To the very end, you will overcome. Your strength is more than every foe. And with your sword, they must turn and go. In your mirror, you will see. Your beauty, deep, like an everglow. When you walk, all others know. That upon your body, is armour, to flow.  Know your worth, Oh beautiful girl. Do not bow , or hide or run. Stand your ground and break down walls. And watch your enemies, as they fall. Like a diamond, you will shine. In every room, where you will dine. So drink from nectar, in cups of gold. And rise like the sun, where your eyes, behold. Beautiful young lady... May your paths be clear. Upon green grass, you Will not fear. Pure and favoured, you will always be. In your hand, is your golden key. 

 I love you, like I love no other. This I promise you. Thou fairest, of a thousand virgins. My heart, I give to you. Rest upon my bosom. As your hair caress my chest. And I will feel your song of love. As gently as a dove. Take my hand, and walk with me. Till sun sets, in the west. And as the day turns into night. We'll soar on eagle's flight. My honeycomb, is my love, so fine. And from your lips, I will drink red wine. My crown, I will place upon your head. As from this day, you and I will wed.

 You may be a drug addict. You may be a prostitute. You may be a thief. You may be an alcoholic. Whatever your addiction is.... know that there is hope for a better tomorrow in Jesus name. YOU may be bound by your weakness. You may be in a prison of your own making. But today, you can be set free, in Jesus name. There is absolutely nothing you can do... nothing you can say... nothing you can think, that will ever change the way the Lord feels about you. HE died on the cross of Calvary. HE shed HIS blood for you. To set you free from every spirit of bondage..  from every spirit of fear.... You are no longer a slave to sin. Who the Son of Man sets free, is free indeed.  Do not be discouraged. God has a plan for your life. He said, HE will never leave you nor forsake you, but HE will be with you even unto the end of your life. Today, I encourage you to lean on HIM. CALL on HIM. Invite HIM into your heart. Ask the Lord to forgive you of all your sins. Give the Lord a chance. 

 Mama... Could you hold me in your arms a little longer... I feel naked without you by my side. Mama... Could you wipe away the tears from my eyes... because everytime I think of you, I miss you more each day. Mama... let me hug you a little tighter.... Because I don't want you to leave me. Mama... let me taste your scent on my lips... Because I want to remember your smell.  Mama... Could I eat from your plate... Yours is so much better than mine. Mama.... Let me drink from your cup... Mine has long been emptied. Mama... let me look at you... You look so beautiful to me. Mama... Your smile lights up the room, everytime you come in. Mama..  Could you sing me a song? Can you teach me to dance one last time? Mama.... I ache... Mama... I cry.... Mama... I miss you. Where did you go? Why did you leave me? Didn't you know that I would forever need you by my side? Mama.... Can you hear my voice? I long to touch you. I long to see you. I long to hear your voice. Mama.... I am hungry fo

 Dry your teary eyes, my daughter. There's no need to cry. You are wrapped up in my arms. And I will hold you tight. Though you think you are alone. Know that I am here. I will never leave your side. For always, you are mine. Lean on me, my precious child. I won't let you fall. Always you can count on me. I will hear you when you call. If at times, you need a friend, to lend a helping hand. Look no further than a prayer. In a heartbeat, I will be there. Take my hand, oh love of mine. Feel my breath on you. As gently as the wind, it blows. I will water the seeds you sow. Know that till forevermore, my love I give to you. And in your heart, my song will sing. To make you feel brand new. So, do not worry, daughter dear. I know just how you feel. Just take a leap of faith tonight. And trust in what I say. Tomorrow comes, with treasures, rare. So keep your eyes on me. For twinkle, twinkle, my little star... Your angel is never far.

 Oh Mighty Army ... Hear my voice, I pray.... May your life be not written with a pen of iron, and with the point of a diamond. But, may you be forever planted, in groves, by the green trees, upon the high hills. As you go to the battle.... May you never be like the heat in the desert, or parched places in the wilderness. But may your fruits be according to your doings ... reaped from the seeds you sow. When faced with contention or strife.... May you not be considered a fool, at the end of your days. For all your earthly treasures, shall you leave behind.... when you depart to forever's journey. May you embody perfection in all you do. May you go, where you are SENT. So shall you benefit from your obedience. That your ears tingle with knowledge and your heart with understanding. May your destiny be fulfilled and not cut short. Withholding nothing..... May you strife for excellence, in keeping your bones shut up with joyous praise. With your every effort, Oh Mighty Warrior, may you

If you knew that you only had a few months to live, would you still continue to live the life you are accustomed to living? Would your choices be the same? Would little disagreements manufacture and escalate into separation and division in your relationships?  Your eyes would be opened. Your ears would be cleared of every distraction. Your choice of food and drink would change drastically. There would be a wheel inside of a wheel, in those that surrounds you.  The murmur of your beating heart, would be overwhelmingly appreciated. What you took for granted before, would become a thing of the past. You would recognize the collective success of valuing material possessions as being just... vanity.  Thoughts of what you would never see... never experience, would be highlighted in your brokenness and despair. Moment by moment, you would learn to taste. To savour. To store in a cocoon inside your heart, what you might only carry in your memory. Forgiveness would be made manifest. Your words

 Today is a difficult day. Today I am weary. Today I am feeling emotionally drained. All I want to do, is just lie down and close my eyes. But yet, there is so much more to do... to accomplish.  So often, we speak with unheard voices inside our head. With longing. With hope. With reverence. Desperately in need of an absolution. While others look at us and see perfection and strength and marvelous minds... All we see in us, is weakness and defeat. At times, it is good to let the outside, in. At times, it is important to let the outside, stay, out. Not everyone should be invited into your presence. Oftentimes there is a transference of spirits. Be mindful of the company you keep.  Not everyday, might be a fulfilling day. We all go through struggles. We all face challenges. One day we are up. One day we are down. It is of a necessity, to take time, to recharge your mind. Recharge your heart and spirit. Pour into you, rivers of love and laughter and peace and joy and comfort. Find rest, i

Where do you see yourself in the years ahead? Have you ever given any thought to that? It is so easy to say... well... I'll be such and such... or... I'll be married with five children. But what are you doing today... in your efforts to achieving your goals?  Sometimes we get so caught up in doing the same thing every single day...we get up in the morning....we go off to work... come home... eat, shower, sleep... and do the same thing again tomorrow... Our life becomes a routine. It becomes programmed.  When do we take a time out.... When do we devote our time, to enjoying the fulfillment of our short life, here on earth.... Our life here is temporary... Our position is temporary.... Our possessions are temporary.... Our passion is temporary. Every moment is to be looked upon as a tremendous blessing. What God has granted unto us today, can be taken away tomorrow. Every day you live, should be a day of celebration.... Gratitude... Repentance.  Make sure your name is written dow

 Can the Ethiopian change the colour of his skin.... or the leopard his spots? Why are you, so desolate, in your endeavour to destroy, what you have not created? Were you there, when the breath of life was breathed into anyone's nostrils? Did God seek your counsel, to create His masterpieces?  Men and women, in their pursuit to make a difference in the lives of others, are often stoned and discouraged, because of shooting arrows. Yet, they continue to arise and go forth, as the calling and gifting upon them, requires. May you never be fanned with a fan, in the gates of the land, upon which you dwell. May you never languish, for the choices you make. May you be treated well, as the remnant, in the midst of affliction and evil. Sometimes, your resting might be lonesome. But always, you are sheltered. Your pain, as not perpetual.  Or your wound incurable. If you take the precious from the vile, you will stand. You shall be a fenced, brasen wall, against your enemies.  May you be cont

 May your heart be always joyful. May your path be always clear. As you go through every struggle, may your faith be ever raised. If ever you are overwhelmed. Or drained beyond your understanding. Know that you are not alone. Forever, you are under the watchful eyes of God. May your life be filled with untold favour. As you journey to and fro. With fragrances of sweetened heights. To take you everywhere. As you pursue your goals each day. I pray you are protected and equipped with everything you need, to be more than victorious.  May your footsteps be ordained to trod on different levels. May your vision be clear enough, to see what is beautiful. May your ears be ever anointed with salve, to hear the sounds of any attack, that might be coming against you.  Know that you are strong and will continue to grow from strength to strength as each day passes by. Be ever mindful of the words you speak. So that it will be a blessing and not a curse. And above all, let your light continue to shi

 I took a walk today. A very long walk...  along the beach. Thankfully the tide was low, so I got to pass through certain places... rocks and fallen trees and a vast amount of seaweed.  It was like a dream come true. My eyes had never seen such wonders of nature, up close. Yes, I have seen everything, on numerous occasions. But only up to a certain point,  because of the high tide. However, today was different. Today I got to experience the actual thrill of being at the end of the stretch of beach. And all I could do was just worship the Lord. All I felt inside my heart was just a desire to say, My God. Because of HIM, I had been given the opportunity and the privilege, to see, what I could not see before.  I stood in awe, at the majestic beauty of God's richness and presence. All I could do as I stood upon a huge rock, was just... pray and say, Thank You Lord.  It is so important to honour God for the simple, sometimes insignificant things. What we sometimes take for granted.. so

Sometimes we take for granted the blessings we are given each day. The air we breathe. The bones that make our flesh move. The table that is set before us and the clothes on our backs. But in the blink of an eye, everything can be taken away. We can be struck down by sickness and become incapacitated. Our lives and limbs hangs on a balance. Our lives become transformed in front of our eyes... and there is nothing we can do about it. While we are taking a breath in... Someone else is exhaling their last. While we are complaining about our jobs.... our homes.... our families.... our positi on... our clothes and food.... Someone, somewhere, is longing and crying for what we have. Out perception of wealth and riches become so warped, that all we focus on, is money and things. At the end of the day, if you have peace of mind... love in your heart... and the presence of God in you... You have all you need. Do not ever think that wealth and status makes you rich.... because you will always be