Good Morning My Loves

 I screamed in the darkness, because of the pain... For deep down inside me, I felt I was going insane. The ache in my heart, coursed through each vein.. And nothing on my own, was like grass on the plain. You cut me into pieces and threw me in the trash... With help from the robber, who covered me with rash. My friends were my enemies and joy came no more.. And silence wept beside me, as I ached to my core. You thought the urge to shatter, might captivate my mind... For my shelter in the wilderness, were twigs all intertwined. Though clothing were the sores, where worms laid their head.. My voice kept crying out, as I struggled on my bed. I came without a basket and someday I will go... But while there's breath inside me, surely I will grow. The fight of faith I carry and I am ever blessed.. For my latter will be greater and I will conquer every test.

 The God of my covenant, bless your heart.. Through trial and error, and every fiery dart. While demons may rage, the Lord will guide... And keep you safely, by His side. The sanctified hope, you carry with you.. Will fill your cup, with anointed dew. Where you go, there seeds will sow.. For the gathering of grapes, all heaven will know. No Prophet of doom, could shatter your dreams... For the Mighty God, will shine like beams. Into your hands, are rods of steel.. To cut asunder, every cord and wheel. Child of God, arise and pray.. And do not tarry, along the way. You are called, to fight with faith.. For your defense, comes without hate. Destiny, on the mountain top. Await you surely, from heaven's cup. The God I serve, be with you well.. In ways you cannot, dream or tell.

 Try a little salt, to heal your wound.. To cleanse every sore, of hype and doom. Add some light and mix it well.. And show the world, how Jericho fell. Where you go and what you do.. The flame of God, must be with you. For demons dance, when Christians fall.. So you must shine, or else you'll crawl. On your own, you will wear defeat.. For what you need, is to sift like wheat. In each meal, there must be herbs.. Reaped from Eden's, priceless curbs. You might think, you cook in vain.. For those who eat, just see their gain. What they do not, see inside. Are dusted white and salted light. You are not, who others say.. For Jesus hears you, when you pray. Be the candle, on the stick.. And flavour those, who are weak and sick.

 The Word of the Lord, was written for all.. What is good for the goose, is good for the gander. There is no separation between you and me, when the truth of what is written is manifested. The bashing and the beating that is raged upon God's children must be stopped. Don't you know that the eyes of the Lord are upon you? Are you so blind, that you cannot see? You speak self and flesh and manipulate others, to conform to your carnal ways... Then endeavour to correct and chastise those who obey. Where is the glorification of the Most High God, in your pursuit of self?  You are not better than me. I am not better than you. We must all strive for excellence in the Kingdom of God.  Do not allow anyone to take you back to Egypt. Do not allow anyone to manipulate your mind and coerce you to be a dog going back to its own vomit. Be careful who you listen to. Be careful in the company you keep. Take and be receptive to what is of God for your life and let everything else fall to t...

 Judgment will begin, in the house of the Lord... Not in the whore house, not in the bars, not in the marketplace and not in your own house. The house of the Lord, should be a house of prayer... But you have made it into a den of thieves. You exchange money for food and drink and think to yourself that it is alright. You bicker and you murmur and promote division and strife... All the while, with a great big smile. You say you love your neighbour, but destroy them with arrows that pierce like swords. Where is the peacemaker and where is the love for your brother and sister in the house of God? You expect goodness and mercy to follow you, but you open portals to welcome and entertain the enemy, inside the house.  The Scripture is not only for some. It is for all. God had a reason why HE said, that Judgment will begin IN THE HOUSE OF GOD.... Because those on the inside are supposed to know better. They are the ones who are to feed and love and forgive and pray. God's house is no...

 Preach the Word, to dying men... And roar like a lion, in Goliath's den. The time is past, for games and fun.. So do not bend, or point a gun. Woe to the pastors, who lead the sheep astray.. And to those who presume, to think that it is okay. Woe to the Prophets, who say they prophesy, in the name of the Lord... But hunt like wolves, to sever every royal cord. The friendship of men, is enmity to God.. For on your own, you must account to the Lord. Your settled life, on earth must end.. So love your neighbour, whom God will send. It is not, for you to judge... What others do, or hold a grudge. The Lamb of God, who sits on high.. Will one day ask, what you did and why. Shift yourself, from wasted days... And pray for those, who are stuck in their ways. Help the weak and seek the lost... And remember the one, who paid the cost.

 Prodigal sons, and daughters come home.. Come from the places, where you chose to roam. The choices you made and the life you live.. Would all be forgiven, for my love I would give. You left what I gave you and went on your own.. You squandered all your riches and got chilled to the bone. What you thought were the glitter, of riches and fame.. Were deception and lies, in the devil's game. I searched everyday, in my closet of grief.. That the mercies of God, would give you relief. In hunger and thirst, I would cry for your soul.. And howl like a wolf and dig like a miner for his gold. The table is prepared and your robe is in my hand... And shining like a penny, is your ring so grand. My eyes are ever searching, for the sight of my child... With arms wide open, without any guile. You are not rejected and you are not unloved... You are not a failure an d a puzzle to be solved. Who you are to Me, is the jewel in my crown.. And everyday My Blood, says you are not bound.  

 The judgment of the Lord, is coming for all.. Mightier than days and promises of Saul. The Lamb on the throne, who rose from the grave... Is the one who will say, if on earth you were saved. The cry of your heart, must usher in praise.. For the righteous runs in, to the one who was raised. Do not waste your life, with the cares of this world... For tomorrow comes quickly and you might loose your soul. Today if you hear, a whisper in the wind.. Hasten your footsteps and repent from your sin. The time is at hand and your life is at stake... So set your house in order, or in hell you will awake. The walls of Jericho, might come crashing down on you... And friends will say I love you, but disappear like the morning dew. Keep your eyes onto Jesus and remember why He came... For if you turn against Him, you will burn in eternal flame.

 Cleanse my heart and make it pure. Fill it with love, to open every door. Teach me compassion, for those who are weak.. So mercy and grace, be what they will seek. Take me to depths, only You will know.. As I walk in your footsteps, with seeds to sow. Shower me with wisdom, that my words be so true.. And shelter me with clouds, as I drink what is due. Know me from the inside, that I might be of worth... Wherever I go, I am shifted from dirt. As I rise up to meet You, in prayer and gratitude... I will feast from your table, for Your Word is my food. On a platter of silver, I give you my heart... For that is all I have, to offer in part. I put you in front, of my time here on earth.. And count down the days, to be dressed in rebirth.

 Like me or not, that is your choice... But to do God's will, I will always rejoice. My life in this land, is to set a pace... And help those in need, to run this race. Like scattered showers, the wolves will come... To steal and destroy and eradicate the dumb. With arrows like swords, I might be pierced to bleed.. But with power and with might, God will sift you like weed. Those who are chosen, will fight to the end.. For to win every battle, the heavens will rend. You might spit in my face and push me down.. But I will arise, without making a sound. Those who presume, to smear my good name... Understand my friend, you will loose your fame. For the Lord is the defender, of what is my right.. And one of these days, you will account for your bite. Each day that I live, I will be put to the test... For I choose to follow Jesus and give Him my best. Who you choose to serve, will determine where you stay.. But as for me and my house, God will always make a way.

 You are my hero Papa God... Everything I need, is within You Lord. When I need a friend, You are closer than my brother.. And whatever I tell You, is never a bother. On a bed of affliction, I cry out in pain... And before I blink twice, You make me right as rain. When my cup is empty, You tell me taste and see.. For whatever you need, I will give you for free. When loneliness surrounds me and I break down in tears... You send me comfort, to take away my fears. The servant from heaven, awaits my plea.. And on a platter of gold, I am served fresh tea. Though tired and weary and covered in dust.. The shadow of the Almighty, is in who I trust. Your ear knows my voice, when I call out Your name.. And goodness and mercy, are the candle to my flame. What others might choose, as the garment of praise.. Could never take the place, of the one who was raised. My hero on this journey, where eagles soar and fly.. Will always be my Saviour, until the day I die.

 I enter into my closet and I close the door behind.. For the voice of Jesus beckons, to teach me how to bind. As I lay my life in surrender, to do the Lord's command.. I know the cost of worship, is what will make me stand. To do the Master's will, the price is never cheap.. For there be times of groanings and times when I must weep. The souls that must fed, for the birth of drinking wine.. Depends upon my obedience and where I sit and dine. The pouring of compassion and excellence in prayer... Are fruits of worthwhile progress, in every anointed ear. Though there be tens of thousands, few are those who come.. But perhaps you will remember, on earth is not where you're from. When the door of your decision, is open but a crack..  Take the time to pray and not declare your lack. If there be separation, between the good and bad.. Then understand my brethren, your life will not be sad. The voice of hope and favour.. Be ever with you clothed.. For the journey you must travel.. ...

 The Blood Of Jesus has not changed... Though time and tide, have broadened my range. What God has said, in His Word to me.. Is food for my bones and miracles to see. I am fed from the plate, of the Most High God.. And fattened with meat, to walk on water without board. If the Lord has said, that I am set free... Then the kingdom of darkness, cannot come close to me. The God of yesterday, is the same one today.. And I will not be burned, though fire seeks  to slay. There is power and authority, in everything I do.. So I rise in Jesus name and drink the Blood of Heaven's Dew. As far as the east, is from the west.. I will be strong and give of my best. No uncircumcised Philistine, will take what God has blessed... So move Satan move, I will conquer every test.

 The witches and warlocks, are playing in the field... With hopes of discovering, what make God's children yield. They sit in the pews and look like you and me... But with blinded eyes and deafened ears, they will never grab ahold, of those who are free. You think that you are coming, to break my spirit wide... To try to destroy, my life with all your lies... What you do not understand, is what you cannot see... That the God of angels armies, will always fight for me. You think that I don't know, how you laugh behind closed doors... And shoot with bows and arrows, to see me on the floor. The catch phrase of my heartbeat, will ever sing in praise... For till eternity comes, I will break you before you raise. From Alpha to Omega, my life has been transformed.. In ways you do not understand, through trials and great storms. The norm of freedom reigns, in the pursuit of my crown.. And believe me when I say, that in Jesus I am bound.

 Learn to speak to lions and command them to be quiet. For what you bind on earth, is bound up in heaven. Though you walk in meekness, there is power in the Blood.. And more than demons raging, you will destroy them like a flood. Use your sling and pebbles and go in Jesus name.. And war against your enemy, for it is not a game. Stand before the mountains and declare that it must melt.. For the greater one lives inside of you and Jesus will be felt. Forceful may your footsteps be, though dust be on the ground.. To go to where the cobwebs hang, to free those who are bound. The wrapping of God's righteousness, will ever be your guard.. For the seal of what the Lord has said, will never leave you sad. The joy of what you have inside... Will be your strength and shield. And all your days, upon this earth.. Will daily bring rebirth.

 The closer you walk with God, the greater your battles will be.. But the God of mercy and grace, will cover you with integrity. Up you will rise and forge, to go down deeper in prayer. For the sound of your heart calling, will be assured in heaven's ear. The ones who you love and trust... Will be those, who will kick you down the most. For the fear of God departs... From those who have lost their spark. The smiles you got today... Were from wolves, who sought to prey. But as you walk through the valley of death... The anointing will seal your breath. Those who pursue, in their course to destroy... Do not walk as sheep, but as a substitute toy. The Blood Hedge around you, will be your own fort... And the kingdom of darkness, cannot touch who God bought.

 Sometimes I would cry and become overwhelmed... Because of Your presence and the love that transcends. I come into Your court, to fill up my tank.. For what I need to do, I must do on Your plank. At times words are spoken and it raises questions, in my heart.. For what shoots like arrows, fail at the start. I seek information, for the necessities of life.. Though laughed at with scorn, I am Your faithful wife. I try to close my ears, when empty vessels speak... For the sound from their altar, shows many cracks a nd leaks. Often I would wonder, how that could all be so... But then You softly whisper, you don't need to know. The plans for my life, were written in pure gold. Though tales that were told, in gossip they were sold. But just the other day, the Lord placed His hand... And touched my soul and body, to do HIS command. I strive everyday, to rise and be strong. To do what I must and repent when I go wrong. The mercy I seek daily, are the clothes on my back.. And with every ou...

 I never told you, to abuse my seed.. To feed them with vinegar, or wrap them with weed. I never gave you, the authority to beat... Or be like Hades and burn them with heat. You took upon yourself, to scatter My sheep.. To exile them in the wilderness, and sift them like wheat. I commanded you to love and teach them, in peace. For those in your care, must always be at ease. You told your left hand, what your right hand had done. And thought with great pride, you had already won. Little did you know, My eyes were on you. And when you stand before Me, you will get your due. You chose to disobey, all I told you to do.. To labour in the vineyard and bring in more than just a few. Not once did I say, you should get any praise... For you deserve nothing, for your unsalted ways. The laws that I gave, on two tablets of stone... Were written with My finger and should chill you to the bone. I told you to love and have compassion for all.. Yet as a relative of Haman, your pride goeth before y...

 I say to the Lord, I need a breakthrough... For bills are coming quicker, than the grass is getting dew. You said in Your Word, I will never have to beg... So fill me with abundance, so my house can be fed. While my neighbour is prospering, I am in lack. And I fail in my wisdom, for everything looks black. I question the Lord, and ask why not me... For desperation burns and the burdens I see. Words of encouragement, so easily transcends.... But my reality, seems never to end. My faith is ever strong and I believe in my God.... But my cupboard is empty and I am dry like a board. I hunger for more, than perhaps I deserve... But in all that I do, in humility I serve. Each morning I get up, I go to God first... For without any grace, I could never make a boast. Come destiny helpers and bring what is mine... Hasten your footsteps, so by faith I will dine. My horizons need to broaden and my bags must be packed... So more than sufficiently, I will not be lacked.

You ran from Me, to many a mile... You rejected My love, like it was going out of style. You spat in My face and laughed Me to scorn... Though I  sent My Son to die, so you could be reborn. The choices you made, were not to glorify Me... The company you kept, were not with those who were free. The laughter and the wealth, you indulged with fine fare... Were the falling away, of My heartfelt tear. I held the door open, for you to come in... I wanted your life, to be free from all sin. You wasted the time, I allotted for you.. And blew out your candle, like those who are few. I sent forth My Prophets, to minister to you... In hope you might heed, to reap what was your due. In all that I did, you sought not My face... Now your bed is all made, but not with My grace. Too late my creation, but I have gathered My sheep.. And you must depart and in hell you must weep. My Blood was your wine, but you hated My ale. So now and forever, My ship has sailed.

 At times you may ask... Why would a loving God ever sentence anyone to hell... Why does a loving God, allow suffering.... Why did He allow my child to die... Why did He allow me to be raped... Why doesn't He create a world that is free from injustice... conflict... suffering and death.... The Bible says in Genesis, that such a world once existed.... until sin caused that paradise to be lost to Satan's control. But it has not been lost forever.  Better days are coming. You must understand what the Scriptures says about sin, so that you will be able to acknowledge the truth of what is manifested in your life. The sins of the father, falls upon the third and fourth generations. It continues upon each person and is not easily broken.... Until someone strong enough in Jesus Christ, comes along and recognizes what is happening. Only then can that curse be eradicated... by going before the Lord and breaking every curse in Jesus name. God has given mankind a prophetic promise, that J...

 There is a satanic trinity, in case you don't know... Of a dragon called Satan, the beast... Antichrist and the False Prophet. While you are sleeping, they three will be loosed... So find rest in Jesus and in His name be spruced. The Lord God Almighty, has chosen a day... In which all mankind, will be judged without delay. Your fate on that day, will determine your address... So set your house in order and give the Lord your best. No good deed, goes unnoted... And no sin, is not recorded. The owner of lies, deception and fear... Will overcome you, if the Blood is not there. You laugh at the thought, of heaven and hell... You say there is nothing and all would be well. The princes of darkness, will shatter your mind... And reality will hit you, for being unkind. God knows who love Him, so be one of those... For the rising of night-time, is the beginning of woes. The triple hell squad, will destroy your soul... And bind you forever, out from this world.

 What will you do, with the time you have left? When the years and the days, are not sparkles on the cleft... Today you were told, you would never grow old... And the kingdom of darkness, has tightened its hold. The lilies of the valleys, you thought you would see... Were happily ever after, in the mind of the free. The smiles for tomorrow, are not welcome again... For sadness and sorrow, are your clouds of pain. You said in your boast, you would always be strong... And fear of the Lord, was not your favourite song. To call upon heaven, in obedience and prayer... Were careless whispers, in the wind's own ear. Your cup is nearly empty and there is no refill... So what will you do, while there is time to till? Two voices are speaking, but one wants to steal... So tarry not in hasting and get in the wheel. The clock is ticking, so do not delay. And time is not permitted, to prolong your stay. What you sow you will reap, so plant with fresh oil. And repent of your sins, or have hell as...

 People come and People go... There are roads to travel, we may never know. From season to season, harvest and rain.. Only God, is forever the same. You might fall, but help will come.. In ways you never, thought from some. Do not judge, what you don't know.. For all of us, have seeds to sow. The wealth of wisdom, comes to those... Who seek the Lord and not fly like crows. What you think, you know today.. Could be erased or go away. Easy come, easy go.. So learn to sweat and toil, to grow. As you labour, in the field.. God will bless you, as you yield. Do not sit, on tare and grey.. For your heart, will get decay. Take a leap of faith and say... Thank you Lord, for the price, I could not pay.

 Jesus loves me, this I know... Wherever He leads me, I will go. To be in His presence, I am grateful to say... Thank you Lord, for my life today. It is not easy, living a Christian life. For I get hurt, just being His wife. Yet every scar, is a mark to endure... To press on and overcome and get healing and cure. At times there are moments, of weakness and despair.. For to run this race, makes me grieve and fear. But by grace I continue, to do what I must... As my words of confession, are in God I trust. My time here on earth, is worth more than gold.. For with every breath I take, there is much to unfold. Perhaps o n this journey, I must travel alone... But the Spirit of the Lord, gives me strength in my bone. I know how it feels, to be different from the crowd.. For to follow after righteousness, I need to be proud. The cup of the Lord, keeps me sustained.. And I embrace every moment, never being in disdain.

Sometimes I make a mess. Sometimes I fail. Sometimes I am so frustrated with everything and everyone. Sometimes I look down, instead of looking up. Sometimes I am surrounded by people, who smile in front of my face.... but kick me down when my back is turned. Sometimes I am used, at other people's convenience... because of what I can give or what I can do. Sometimes I sit and ponder... about how my life turned out. The dreams and the visions I had for myself, didn't all come true... I have had dreams come true and I have had nightmares and migraine. There have been times I cried and promised myself, to not walk a lonely road anymore... The moments of doubt and despair and fear of the unknown, kept my heart burning and yearning. But God... Oh But God... It was in the midst of failures and pain and self pity, that I found Myself.. I found Me... The Proverbs 31 woman, in Christ Jesus. I found Me... The Masterpiece. I found Me... The Anointed Daughter. Everything I ever hungered fo...

 In all my endeavours, I am aligned to the Lord... For to do good, I must feast on my sword. Your taste of cuisine, may differ from mine... But in my pursuit of the King, I cannot be unkind. All that I do, I am naked as a tree... For the God who sees, has His eyes on me. The sands of time, though falling by a speck.. Will soon be turned, even in my neglect. As I walk, upon the road.. Upon my back, I carry a heavy load. To love the unlovable and touch their heart... Takes much more, than reading a chart. I rise up each day, with an offering of praise... To give my first fruits, to the One who was raised. In giving Him my day, I know it is well.. For without Jesus first, I am doomed for hell. On fields of grass, I often lay my head.. For in the presence of the Lord, I must make my bed. As I store up my treasures, in a golden chest.. I know in my heart, I will find my rest.

 The calling of God upon my life, was not given to me by man. Therefore, no man can take it away... and no man can keep me down. Before I was born, I was chosen to be a daughter of the Most High God. I have been ordained and predestined by the Lord, to go forth with power and might and authority, to do HIS will. I was told to love my neighbour as I love myself. I was told to love my enemies and to do good to them. I was Not told to speak evil to or upon any man.... neither was I told to pray and declare, that they will die, if they speak against me. To be called a chosen generation and a royal priesthood, is a privilege only given by Almighty God. He is the final prerequisite of my being here on earth.  Not every person who professes to be a Christian, is in fact a Christian. There are "Christians", who use and capitalize on the benefits, that format permits.  God had a reason why HE said, judgment will first begin in the house of God... The Bible also clearly states, tha...

 The Righteous of the Lord, may your hearts be so full. Rise up and press on and be covered with soft wool. Go out and disciple, the lost and the weak. For with power and with might, they are those, you should seek. All that you need, the Lord has given you.. To launch out in the deep and cast your nets for your due. With tests you will need, the grace of the Lord... So know for all eternity, you are attached to His cord. Get up everyday and go to God in prayer... For to seek Godly counsel, you must speak in His ear. The words from your lips, must be seasoned with salt... For those who are hearing, would be found without fault. You are the called, of the Lord Most High... To go forth and conquer, in the sweet by and by. Do not let tomorrow, meet you lying on the ground... For blood might be found, if you do not say a sound.

 Are you one, of the five who are wise... Are your lamps all full and have no scales in your eyes? When the Bridegroom cometh, will you be awake and alert... Or will you be caught, lying dead in the dirt? You might reject the voices, of those who are strong. You might say, they are foolish and their words are so wrong. In the choices you make, I pray you be well... For if you do not choose Jesus, you are on the way to hell. Now is not the time, to run from your call.. For there are those, you need to help, not to fall. Do not let your mind, dictate to your heart.. For on the judgment day, your chariot will be Pharoah's cart. Though you may say, there is time for my way.. Understand my friend, for your way, you will pay. Make sure your address, is stamped with the Lord.. For eternity calleth, so be ready to come aboard.

 Do not look at the sheet of cheap gift paper and the fifty cents worth of scotch tape, when you look at me. I am the gift.... The priceless gold... A tangible asset to the Kingdom of God... The Wow, beneath the wrapping and inside of the box. I am the frankincense and myrrh fragrance, that is anointed and appointed to do the will of Almighty God. I am fragile, fearless and favoured.. and must be handled with care.... for the Lord's wrath will be upon you, should you harm me. I am not cheap. I am precious.... I am beautiful and I am a Proverbs 31 woman.  My price is far above rubies. Who you perceive me to be on the outside, differs from who I am on the inside. I have royal blood running through my veins. Every sinew and every bone and marrow, have been carefully designed and crafted by the Master's hands.  I was born equipped, with weapons of warfare at my disposal.  I am a daughter of the Most High God and worthy of all acceptation.  When you look at me, you w...

 You are the keeper of my soul... And because you own me, I am ever so bold. I will rise to the test and give of my best.. For in you Lord, I will always find rest. I know in my heart, you have captured my mind... For as the air surrounds me, it is never unkind. What draws me closer, to you everyday.. Is your never-ending mercy and love, when I pray. Oftentimes I think of days... When shadows crept, on my pathways. Yet through the longings, of my heart.. Your love and grace, were my Painter's Art. There are moments, when I fear.. For those I hold, within my care. When darkness comes and there is gloom.. I look to you, to sweep the room. Grateful I will always be.. To have your love and care for me. To know the cost, of doing good.. In knowledge, I have understood.

 You are not alive today, by chance... God has purposed and preordained you to be here. Your life is a map and God is the compass, who will take you through every valley and up every high hill. At times you might feel discouraged and disappointed.... but you are never alone. You may be hungry, but you will never be starving. You may be thirsty, but you will always have Living Water to drink. Everything about your life, is centered in the mind and heart of the Most High God.  You might say, God is never where I want Him.... but He will always be where you Need Him. Your wants and your needs must be separated. While you are breathing, there is hope for a brighter and better day in Jesus. You are not alone. The promises of God are Yea and Amen to you forever... but you must live in alignment to Him, so that there is the manifestation of His promises being fulfilled. What you sow is what you will reap. If you want love, then learn to give love. If you want peace, then be a peacema...

 Your enemy the devil, will sift you like wheat... With lies and deception and the words that you eat. He will bring upon your back, every weight of the world.. So wise up my brethren, like the Prophets of old. If you open the door, to anger and hate... Then demons will rush in and break down every gate. Let your heart become blind, to the works of the flesh... So the forces of evil, will fall through God's wire mesh. Do not be caught naked and exposed to the fox.. For without any warning, he will put you in a box. Clothed yourself with the armour, of the Lord Most High... And do not compromise, for in chains, you will cry. If you think you are strong, on there on your own... You are still breastfeeding and will be chewed to the bone. Be wise as a serpent and harmless as a dove... And trust the Lord to shield you and protect you with His love.

 I am sitting all alone, just thinking in my head.. Just a few hours more and I can go to bed. The sun is on the west and the sky is getting dark... And I cannot wait to snuggle, as the raindrops park. All through the day, I answer every call... With haste and with muscle, till my bones say I'll fall. I store up all the baskets, though heavy like a lead.. Yet do not get a smile or bread to be fed. Woe unto me, I say in my heart.. With eyes full of misery, as I struggle with each cart. At times in my knowledge, I am fed to the wolves... But night beckons slowly and I am called like the bulls. Perhaps in this life, I am thought to be weak.. For in my humility, my strength they d o not seek. So I wait for the close, of the door to the day.. With longing and with pleasure, to go home and to lay.

 I will humble my stomach, with fasting and prayer... For I am the master and will not be scared. The rumblings of hunger, must decrease in me.. For to feast in The Word, is my delight and key. To draw near to God, I must gather great strength... For the smell of cuisine, are broaden at length. I present this dear body, as a sacrifice to God.. For withholding nothing, I am nourished through His cord. Though weakened in body, yet strengthened each day.. I drink from His cup, when I worship and pray. On days when the smell, of freshly baked bread... Fill up my nostrils and I lay on my bed... I look up to heaven and see with delight.. The angel of the Lord, as He honours my plight. To do the Lord's will, I must get on the floor.. For to climb every mountain, on my knees I must roar. Though wild oats and honey, must wait just a while... I will partake of feasting, when I've walked every mile.

 Children, Children...  Lovest Thou Me? If your answer is yes... You must go through, trials and tests. Out in the vineyard, my sheep have no hay... So if you love Me, you must gather them and pray. Down in the valley and over the hill... The apple of My eyes, you must feed and fill. Do not be the dead, where there is no life... For down by the well, is my beautiful wife. Do not let her blood, be on your hands... For if you Lovest Me, you must seek all my lambs. Travel with My love and share out in the field... And bring in all the harvest, whose hearts you touched and sealed. Though you may be beaten, you are not alone... For wheresoever I send you, My Rock will be your stone.

 My soul is hungry and crying before God. For the past ever so softly, takes up room and board. I decrease in my travels, as I walk a lonely road... To see within me magnified, God's ethics and His code. 'Twas by neglect, this burden cries... Drawing hither, with fearful sighs. This disobedience and consequence... Ever shadows, what once brought sense. As I creep, within my heart... I yearn to gain, a brand new start. Perhaps in faith, my prayer is heard... As I feast, on God's own Word. Just across the narrow way... There is Blood, to bless my day. Though my time, is running out... My anchor holds, when I'm faced with doubt.

I struggle everyday, to stand up and fight... With weakness and loneliness, surrounding every plight. Buried in my heart, are the scars that I hide... So others are blind, to what is inside. Some days I am hungry, for some tender loving care.. Some days I am lonely and there is no one to care. Daily I am mounted, on the wings of a dove.. And the yearning of my soul, fits me like a glove. The voice inside my head, as I get up each day... Speak of words to weaken and think it is okay. Often in my darkness, I look up to the sky... And with my finger pointed, I ask the Lord, Why. Faithful I am daily, to all the Lord commands. With what is left within me, to do as He demands. I know not how I make it, but hope is what I hold... To crawl across the finish line and get my pot of gold. Step by step, day by day... Grace abounds, when I kneel and pray. The latter rain and wind of change... Forever feathers, my northern range.

 My beautiful daughter, I saw you from afar... And I came to Samaria, to take away your scar. It was not the water, I wanted from the well... For your heart I loved, but you could not tell. I left the crowd, for you, to find... To fill your cup, with my new wine. I promised heaven, to seek my sheep... For My heart hurt, when I saw you weep. With desperation, across the grass... I walked a path, to break the glass. For the you reflected, was not You... And I sought, to bring forth dew. Worthy are you, child of mine. Lost you were, but not unkind. Till the sun, sets in the east... You will never, be the least.

 The way is clear, to come on home.. So do not think, about where you roam. The fatted calf and royal robe... Are well prepared, in your abode. I beseech you child, to enter in... And let My Blood, free you from sin. Out there in the cold, dark world... Are hungry wolves, to take your soul. Where I am, I need you there... So spread your wings and fly right here. Come as quickly, as you can... For danger lurks, with Satan's plan. There is rest, for you, in Me... With tranquil peace and love so free. Do not tarry, while it's day... For while you sleep, there you will stay. You might think, there is much time. To ride the tide and dance and rhyme. But what you fail to understand... Is that my wish, is your command.

I didn't take the time to pray... To acknowledge the Lord, in every way. I feel deep down, I broke His heart... For conviction stings and tears me apart. I did a lot of foolish things... That somehow glittered, like golden rings. I speared His side, with my neglect... Now raindrops fall, like a culted sect. I have no one, to blame at all... For I did wrong, I do recall. I pledged my love, for all my days... Yet disappointed God, in my sinful ways. I failed today, in word and deed... And I ask mercy, with God's speed. Help me untie, the cords that bind... So I am free, to sit and dine.

 Slack not your riding, child of Mine... What was dead, will be redefine. Build your faith, around your plight... And watch your blessings, come with might. I will part, the sea so red... And make a path, without fear or dread. All you need, is trust in Me... And I will forever, set you free. You don't know, my abundant love... That fit you like, a perfect glove. What you see, with blurry eyes... Cannot compare, with earthly cries. Where I am, I need you there... So hold Me tight and do not fear. Just a few more, days to wait.... So come home quickly, don't be late.

 Bread and wine, I will always give... To those who choose, to dine and live. In My ark, there is prepared... A fare so fine, it must be shared. Without Me, you will be lost.. So take My hand, I have paid the cost. If you choose, to be alone...  Hungry wolves, will chew your bone. I have cried, for you my love... Like pouring rain, from high above. There is much, I have for you... But you must keep me, as your dew. It breaks my heart, to see you go.. To places, you should never know. Your clock will stop, in just a day... So call Me quickly and choose to pray. Today is here, but tomorrow will come... So rid your house, of all the scum. While you sleep, I will appear... For only those, within My care.

 I am a child of light, with power and with might... And I shine through, by faith and not sight. Where darkness dwells, I am not seen.. For my covering is not, from a mortal being. I am awake, to what is wrong... Equipped with weapons, harp and song. I am sober, strong and fair. And my God is with me, everywhere. An independent child I am... Faithful to, my call and calm. Abstaining from evil, at all costs... For serving Jesus, is a must. With me, whether near or far... Is the abounding love, of my Favorite Star. Unfruitful words, from flattered lips... Fall like flies, on a carcass hips. As a royal seed, of God... I am worthy, to my Lord. When I lay, upon my bed... Heaven knows, that I am wed.

 I slip, I fall, I walk, I crawl... In my endeavour, to give my all. The things I do, may not suit you... Yet the road I travel, is for just a few. Often I would say to God... Shut my mouth, so I don't pierce like a sword. My words must be a blessing full... To heal the hurt, to those beaten like a bull. I try my best to do each day... What the Lord, has sent my way. Though times of weakness may occur... My faith in God, will be my fur. I am not the frontal kind... But I know that I am thine. With my breath, I do endow... My time on earth, when I kneel and bow. To you, I may be lowly... To you, I may be meek. But Glory Hallelujah... For Christ, I always seek.

You think you are a disappointment to me.... You say I would not care. You carry weight of fear and tear... And believe in your heart, I am hidden from your stare. You try to clamp and smother, the depth of your despair.. And smile in front of others, so they won't see what is happening inside of you. At times you speak to the wind, with words that travel far. Yet day by day, I am there, to hold you in my care. I never promised you a golden spoon, or a bed of roses red... But in your times of troubles, I said you must not fear. Draw from Me and die to you... And come inside my ark. For with My love and shore of peace, you will find release. When you are surrounded, with darkness as a friend... Understand that there is light, upon your cold, hard bed. In trials and in weakness, you just need to say... Jesus Christ have mercy on me... and forgive my sins, I pray.

 Mercy says no, when I want to give up.. When the cares of this life, are the drink in my cup. Mercy says no, when I am weak to the bone... For with feather-like touches, He says I am not alone. Mercy say no, when I am kicked to the curb... And raises up a banner, that reads, DO Not Disturb. Mercy says no, when I weep in the night... And whispers in my ear, to walk by faith and not sight. Mercy says no, when my cupboard is dry... And I fall to my knees and groan... OH GOD WHY. Mercy says no, when I don't know what to do... And breathes His breath on me and make me like new. Mercy says no, when I am in a lion's den... And fear grips my soul, as to the floor I descend. Mercy says no, and HE comes like a flame... With His consuming fire, to take away my pain.

 You might see me on the street and think I am okay... And you say to yourself, I'll just go on my way. But the smile that you see, is the mask that I wear... To conceal and protect, the darkness that I fear. You may listen to my voice and hear every word I say. And marvel at the knowledge, in what you can't repay. Yet hidden in a cocoon, lies brokenness and pain... And every step I take, I feel that I am slain. You look upon my person, with envy in your eyes... And dream of countless hours, where wishes never dies. But just around the corner, when I am all alone... The weight of cares surrounds me and I ache down to my bone. You iron out my value and presume to light my way... But know not of the course I'm on, or hear what I don't say. For though the miles ahead of me, are darkened with each stride... I pray that God might take the wheel and forever be my guide.

 I am not liked, by many Oh Lord... And the words often spoken, sometimes pierce me like a sword. I have chosen to serve you, all the days of my life... So continue to shield me, as your beautiful wife. To follow in your footsteps, makes me weary at times.. And I fail in my purpose, as I pay for my crimes. Yet day after day, my help comes from You.... Though I struggle to rise up and look to you for my cue. Lonely is my constant, while I tarry in the day.. But I lift my voice in worship, that Your presence, with me stay. The times of great trials, draw me past the outer court... And I lay in sweet surrender, for my life, the Cross had bought. I enter into my closet and I travail, with birth pains... Because of desperation, I am cleansed from all my stains. I pray when Glory comes, I be worthy for a crown.. For softly and tenderly, I am free from every frown.