Good Morning My Loves

 Lift me up Lord.. For my soul is heavy within me. Hear my voice when I speak, for thou art my hiding place. When I lay burdened upon my bed... Wrap me with your righteousness. Others desert me, in my closet of grief.. And the good of the heart, rests uneasy. Hated at times, I am.. To those who seek to destroy my temple. But thou, Oh Lord, are a shield for me.. Your grace is not my lack. Like the whispers of willows, in the midst of the dark.. So is my fortune, on my platter. Though sorrow is raging and rough is the sea.. My comfort and courage, comes from near and from far. Lonely I am not.. For with me, you are. The murmurs of glory, transcends through the wind. Coupled with favour, you fill up my cup.. Whereforth I wander, I am strengthened to sup. Examine my heart and feed every need.. That my willingness to serve you, should condemn evil. Try my habitation and enrapture my hope.. Let the passage of time, remove stains and disdain. I will enquire of you, for rest and for fields.. T

 The falling leaves... The dust through sieves.. The sunset over the hill. All the scents, of God's own gaze.. Intertwine with favour to amaze. The clouds that hang, on thoughts divine.. With sprinkled speckles, all in line.. Awake to dress, the sea of souls.. When singing raindrops, reach their goals. Arise.. Arise... Oh wind which blows.. Quicken me, from thread that goes. I once was lost, but now I'm found.. Now touch my voice, for a tinkling sound. How good and faithful, is my way.. For the earth encamps me, as I pray. My fortune is the Rema Word.. To all who rise, when it is heard. Perhaps perfection, affects my heart.. As shouldered flames, inflict each start. My hope, my faith, my soul in me.. Cuts asunder, for I am set free.

 My story begins in heaven. My members were fashioned within. My tingle of thoughts, were ordered and made.. Destined and commanded, by glorious brocade. All through my travels, I have encountered many ails.. Questions were answered, while others set sail. Grappled with doubts, of which courses to take.. The voices in heaven rumbled, as my Saviour spake. Too much of worry and time laid waste.. When I thought of laughing, in tarry and haste. Each chapter though sprinkled, with smiles and with joy.. I beheld many facets, of my enemy's ploy. My story will continue, when I am in rest.. Served on a platter, to feast for each test. Gathered together, with Prophets of old.. I will be taken, away from the cold.

 At my lowest, you are there. At my highest, I know you care. When all I see, are clouds of grey.. Your love for me, clears every pathway. Scenes of discouragement, tamper with my heart.. When struggles and weakness, dictate a new start. While tears of despair, surround my eyes.. You pick me up and hug me, so I do not need to sigh. As daybreak beckons, with seeds to sow.. You give me your strength, so my planting will grow. At times I hold my head and say.. woe is me.. Yet courage and comfort, are my soul's own tea. Happy am I, when my cupboard is bare.. For a feast is prepared, with my Saviour's own fare. Quietly in the closet, I enter the vail.. To drink from the fountain, that heals all my ail. My name is perfection, my name is a prize.. Served on a vessel, without any disguise. To You I will come, when doom is about.. For the calling of the King, comes forth without doubt.

 Today I live, tomorrow I will die.. Every angle and curve, will surround me and cry. Every moment to cherish, every taste to enjoy.. For the sun will rise slowly, as my ship says ahoy. Decisions to be made, before my last breath.. To perfume every willow and dress the sunset. My journey will conclude and my house will be neat.. As goodbye will be said, for my days are complete. Today I will travel, on the wind on my wings.. As dreams here on earth, are transparent with things. Accumulated wealth and houses on sand.. Will not accompany me, when I hear the angels band. My love, I will leave and those whom I love.. The chariots of vessels and the mystery of the dove. Spoken with great kindness, will be words that were sung.. Quickened by the timing, as bells will be rung. Where I will go to, my heart already knows.. For when this day is over, I will rest where heaven glows. My vision for today, as it comes to a close.. Is just a Hallelujah, for my trials and my woes.

 Father, tonight, I lift up your sons and your daughters, in the east.. in the west.. in the north and in the south, in the mighty name of Jesus. Lord, I pray for your touch. I pray for your joy. I pray for your peace. Let your bowels of mercy fall abundantly upon every one of them. Father, intervene in every situation and let the Holy Spirit move like a raging, rushing wind in their midst. Let them be consumed by the Blood of Jesus, in every area of their lives. Heavenly Father, cover them with your precious blood.. Clothe them with your armour and shield them from danger with your Spirit, in Jesus name. Lord, I speak total healing, upon their body.. their mind.. their heart and their spirit. Assign angels to guard them from every side. Penetrate every mountain, that stands in their way.. and deliver them from every spirit of bondage, in Jesus name. Lord, strengthen those who are weak. Comfort those who are hurting. Pour your oil of joy upon their head and let it run down the hem of t

 A question was asked about why so many deaths.. And inside my head, the answer was already clear. I replied.. God knows. The forces of darkness seems rampant and raging.. And I say to myself, all I can do, is trust in Jesus. Every day the news is pain.. Everywhere there are sights of disdain. As a believer in Jesus, I can only think about the goodness of the Lord, in the land of the living. "My sheep hear my voice" .. The Scripture says. I try to maintain my focus, because that is all God requires of me. If I shift my focus, the distractions and petty things of this world will influence my decisions. I counteract the distinctions between good and evil, within the shields of my closet. I go in desperation before my Lord, because all I need is in His hands. Therein lies my manifested miracle. I do not have all the answers, to the questions I am asked.. My hope is in the greater good of God. I give in surrender, my time here on earth, to the one who chose me and called me to be

 I don't have it all together Lord.. I need your help every day. When I think my strength, is all I need.. I find the dryness of my seed. Often I would dream of things.. I say that it is well. The thoughts that rage inside my head.. Belong to someone else instead. Yet the days of dread and fear.. Beckons slowly, as I kiss each tear. My insides churn and my heart ache.. For particles of bread and cake. I look up and I declare.. That you, Oh God, might heal each care. By faith I hope, to run this race.. Justly striving slowly, with your grace. My cup, at times, is not so full.. Quickened partly, as I struggle through the process of finding my way. From the moment I wake up, to the time I rest my head... On a bed of old linen, adorned with wrinkled care.. My tapered longing, becomes so true.. For doubt and despair, escapes my due.

 When I lay in the darkness, alone on my bed..  My eyes are all closed and on hay is my head. I sink in your presence, for fear is my dread.. Hear, Oh Lord, every word that is said. One thing have I desired and each day I pray.. That I may be gathered, as a sheep gone astray. Publish in my heart, all the treasures I must seek.. For the work in the vineyard, is not for the weak. Examine me,  Oh Lord, and prove my heart.. For the council of the ungodly, is as the east is apart. Vain conversations, is not my habitat.. So I pray, Almighty God, for my enemies to scat. Sitting with the wicked, is not my cup of tea.. Whose hands are all sticky, to retain what is free. Unto you, Oh Lord, will I rush in like a flood.. For my strength and my comfort, were given with your blood. Past the brasen altar, I humbly seek your face.. Where sovereign glory comes and there is so much grace. Now shall my head, be lifted to my King.. To shout a Hallelujah, as an echo as I sing.

 You came to die, so I could live. I could never repay you Lord.

 Master, Master, I am coming out of the boat.. I am coming to meet you, with your righteousness as my float. My faith is so strong and my eyes are on you.. So welcome thou water, my feet on your pew. My heart is so full, with love that is pure.. And all I can seek, in pain, is your cure. I yearn as I come, for the deep as a friend.. For without your consent, my life has to end. Out of the crowd, I stand all alone.. Though darkness and shadows, surrounds all my bones. Master, you told me, to come as I am.. For a place is prepared, to keep me from harm. While howling winds, shout cries to the Lamb.. Peace like a river, clothe me with great calm. The voice of the I AM, says look unto Me.. To maintain my focus, for trust is my key. Hold tight my hands and do not let go.. For haply my shaking, will block what I know. Out of the boat and without your shield.. The sharks in the ocean, will attack as I yield.

 I pray Oh God, for your touch tonight.. Help me to walk, by faith and not by sight. In all I do, let my heartbeat know.. As I seek your face, my spirit will grow. Sometimes I tell a lie and I say, it is well.. For often in my despair, I remember how I fell. I cry myself to sleep, at times without a prayer.. As the yearning in my soul, grips me tightly without care. I have so many dreams, in my vision to find rest.. To do what is required and pass each hardened test. Father, walk beside me and never loose my hand.. Whereto I must travel, in Jesus will I stand. At midnight in the shadows, I often ponder why.. The chariot of mercy, enwraps me as I cry. I know I ever fail you, but yet your love is near.. With hope for everlasting, in you I never fear. In weakness Lord I call you, to feed me from your plate.. And partake of provisions, where there is never hate. I pray my prayers be favoured, as I struggle to pursue.. For without your compassion, then hell may be my due.

 If a righteous man, forsakes his ways.. When adversity comes, he will stumble. None of his ways, will please the Lord.. For the gift and the calling, will crumble. Hitherto my friend, you must journey while it's day.. For the night is fast approaching and darkness does not pray. Come out from your prison and roar with great might.. For the armies of heaven, will keep you in sight. Just over the mountain, there is the sound of rain.. Where berries are all bearing and the Cross is all blood stained. Stretch forth your hand and grab onto the hem... For the garment of the Lord, will seal you like a stem. Alas, Oh mighty warrior, how great is your reward.. If you maintain your focus and shift from all discord. Goodness and mercy, will follow where you go.. But never in deceit, where bitter waters flow. Champion every chapter and seek to be at peace.. For only in delighting, will Jesus give release. Above all gold and glitter, I pray you never doubt.. For sitting on a platter, are vials

 You say, you're lost, but I found you.. You cry so much, more than your due. Your heart is heavy and your mind is weak.. And all I want, is my love to speak. On days of ache, I give you peace.. When sunshine goes, you will find release. As crystal clear, I wait with glee.. With arms outstretched, to set you free. Oh child of mine, my love is yours.. Though you can't see, through eyes with flaws. Greater than the sands of time.. Bells will toll, like a nursery rhyme. Perfect are the dust on which... Your bare feet, will dance and twitch. Where once beneath, the weight of care.. I have brought you, from despair. On roses red, you will lay your head.. While lace so pure, will dress your bed. My pot of gold, I give to you.. Forever and ever, like the mountain dew.

 Death will come, when you least expect.. Live your life, without hate and disrespect. Take time to smile and live in peace.. For your very breath, will soon be ceased. There is coming a day, when bells will ring.. As broken hearts, will neither shout nor sing. Men will proclaim, their good to the world.. But a faithful friend, is a witness foretold. Say your goodbyes, while it is day.. For the night is approaching, when words will decay. Judgment is prepared, for the young and the old.. Cease from your scorning, before your body gets cold. Your jewels of knowledge, should be garments of praise.. For the bread of deceit, is hidden like a maze. Turn your back on the days, when lies were your friend... And let go of the secrets, where tales cannot end. Farewell and forever, are peas in a pod.. Likened to grieving, when fear is your god. Perfume your mind, to one fine day.. When Jesus asks you, if you knelt to pray.