Good Morning My Loves

 Do you judge uprightly, Oh son of man? Do you take confusion and declare you can stand? By the footsteps on your path, do you lay a snare... Like the first ripe plum, that you cherish so dear? Are you as merciful, as the God you serve? Do you speak with authority and grant what is deserved? Are you a fair weathered friend, where wickedness dwell.. When adversity comes, can your neighbour foretell? Do you hunger for wisdom, to speak to the wind? To stand and declare, you will no longer sin? Your habitual frown, is it as white.. To cut asunder, every evil in sight? What manner of glee, is set upon your heart? Where the fixings of mercy, is absent of smart.. Do clouds in array, clothe you with grace? As the souls of the dying, cry out in pace.. Where do you go, in times of distress? Who do you lean on, when your life becomes a mess? The God of heaven, hears every word.. On the pages of passion, their voices are heard.

 I am going on a journey, to a far distant land.. To launch out in the deep and do the best that I can. To touch one lost soul and share the good news.. By the power of the blood, to kneel at the pews. I purpose in my heart, to see far and wide.. To savour every morsel and to swim with the tide. An adventure it will be, to the sights I will see.. To shout from the rooftops, at last I am free. I walked through the Exodus, many lonesome mil es.. I fed upon tables, all dressed up in wiles. Through battles and in tears, I persevered by faith.. To see the manifestation, of the God who made me wait. I pray with every breath, to hear the sweetly sounds.. Of birds making melody, where grace forever bounds. My bags are all packed and my angel sets ablaze.. The glorious splendor, of the sunset in my gaze. Oh what rejoicing, in heaven there will be.. When praises unto Jesus, intertwines with me. I bow in deep surrender, to the owner of my heart.. For with gratitude and honour, I am given a ne...

 You say you love me, but disobey my commands.. You reject my offer, to be blessed by demand. Your eyes look upon, the wealth of this world.. As the company of the foolish, dangle you and twirl. Your words are cheap and not seasoned with salt.. Quicker than lightning, they easily bolt. Fried are your senses and blazing with glee.. Your thoughts of my kingdom, will not belong to thee. Confessions are made, till death do you part.. In boundless faith, though your smiles depart. My love on the Cross, are the silver you hoard.. Destined for failure, for wealth is your god. Today I am your Saviour, but tomorrow I will judge.. From the vials in heaven, I will hold you no grudge. What you sow, you will reap.. Your bed you will keep.. Happily ever after, are for those whom I seek.

 Labour not, to be a rich man.. For someone else, might do better than you can. Make no friendship, with slothful fools.. For the path you will take, will be your enemies tools. As a man thinketh, so is he.. So fill up your mind, with wisdom to see. Rise up each morning and bow down in prayer.. For the righteous speaks, to an anointed ear. Flee from the company, of unruly men.. For those who are chosen, come out from the den. Purpose in your heart, that all would be well.. So the treasures you store up, will be stories you can tell. The seeds that you sow, must be on good ground.. Watered from the river, where grace can be found. Set in your heart, the instructions of the Lord.. For your destiny will take you, where obedience is your sword. Fret not yourself, when surrounded by your foes.. For you will forebear, while they quake in their toes. Surely in the end, well done will be heard.. Only if you covet, what is written in God's Word.

 The beauty of an old man, is the grey upon his head.. It is naught to look down on, but with wisdom to be fed. Mercy and truth, are the tapestry of life.. And the blueness of their bones, is the honour for a wife. Every way on their path, is decorated with gold.. In the secret of their salt, lies the words they were told. The fares of understanding and the garment that they wear.. Divides what is inherited and the swords they might fear. In the corner of the house top, rests the weary old head.. For awaking at the sunrise, are the cares to be fed. They are chartered by the Lord, to launch out into the deep.. To reap a mighty harvest and not lay broken as they sleep. The old men are vessels, to pour into the young.. To train and admonish, all the songs to be sung. Their dwelling is a haven, as the temple of the Lord.. So thorns and snares, are destroyed with their sword.

 Christ in me, is the hope I seek.. Wherever I go, I am humble and meek. Each day I arise, to take up my place.. For I need the Lord's strength, to run this race. Wayfaring folks, they come and they go.. Like forget-me-not, I plow and I sow. Though the harvest is ripe, the labourers are few.. But with God's own grace, I will get more than a few. Likened to the prize, of the call of God.. I take up my cross and I trust in the Lord. Hidden in my heart, are His promises for me.. So I count myself worthy, that I am set free. Rain and sun, snow and hail..  I know my God, will never fail. His words are spoken, to the depth of my soul.. Like a rushing wind, I will reach my goal.

 My relationship with Jesus, is my number one priority.  Absolutely nothing is more important than that. I am consumed by the presence of the Lord, every single day. Without Him, I am nothing. Who I was, I am not now. Where I have been, I travel there no more. Looking back is not an option. Looking ahead, is where I am going. My needs are supplied and my heart is full. The road I am walking, God is with me on. Refined like pure gold, is my life and my soul. Today I can say, the Lord is my ultimate goal. Neither fame nor fortune, can turn me away. For my constant companion, is a table prepared. I eat and I drink, from the vine of my King. Tomorrow will come and I will shout and sing.

 Anyone or anything, that seeks to do evil against a child of God, will fail. God will be an enemy, to their enemy. God will oppose those, who oppose them. Their enemy will have to surrender to them, when they assert their God given authority, to destroy the works of darkness against them. This heritage belongs only, to the chosen of the Lord. They are the ones who are set apart, from the rest of the world  God uses their trials, to refine them. It is a painful process. Yet the promises of God, to his children, are yea and amen and it is finished. When you understand your worth, you will not fear. Your power and authority, in Jesus name, is to render every tool... every plan... every strategy and every device, useless. Your enemy will not be able to produce successful weapons against you. God is the Sovereign ruler of your destiny. He gave you a spiritual armou r, with which to wear. Wherefore, you should not be caught naked and exposed by the enemy and delivered back to capti...

 God has designed rest for the righteous.. It is costly.  Doing that which is right, is often extremely challenging and brings despair in your weakest moments. When the chosen children of the Most High God  dies, it means deliverance from the evil days ahead. Your death becomes a gain, because you will escape the evil coming forth, upon a wicked generation. The righteous were ignored and persecuted, by the wicked leaders of Judah. Yet God did not leave them, nor forsake them.  He took them away, so that they might enter into peace. Oftentimes we see the sins of others, but we are blinded by our own. We become enhanced and excited, to bring to the fore, those who commit spiritual adultery. Verily, verily, the province of stature whereby those enigmatic foes fly, buds and blossom into their eternal damnation.

 Lord, I want to know the secrets of your heart. The times you feel disconnected, from the ones you call your own. I want to know about the days you stand outside my door and knock, but I never answer. My heart is overwhelmed. My eyes are filled with tears, because I cause you pain. I reach out... I cry out.. I press in, but my words are consumed with doubts. I feel unworthy and so lost. Yet I hunger... Yet I pray... Yet I weep. Could I be considered acceptable in your sight? Am I like an unwatered garden and to be left unattended? I am weary of my own self. I am desperate for a closet experience. Take me past the outer court. Take me through the temple gates. Past the brazen altar. Let me hear you breathe. Let my memory run out of storage, for your presence overflows my senses. Lord... Who am I, that you have tattooed my name in the palm of your hand? I feel unwavering, like the midnight sky. The stars and the clouds above my head, dance to your song in the wind. Hear Me Lord. Hea...

 What do you see, when you look at me.. What do you say, about who you created me to be... Satan said he knows, Jesus and Paul.. But what can he say, about my life and my call... Promises I make, to the people I meet.. About the days of troubles and the power of defeat. The unquenchable fire, burning in my heart.. I pray everyday, that it never depart. Where could I go, that you are not there.. For naked and exposed, are the tales that I bare. I seek everyday, that I may arise.. So therein my castle, be not in disguise. You said I am chosen, to be the apple of your eye.. To drink from the well, that would never run dry. You said I would trod, on scorpions and snakes.. So the warrior in me, could conquer my aches. Oh that I, will travel and learn.. With bowels of mercy, to capture and yearn. Forthwith to battle and armed with your strength.. The armies of heaven, will surround me at length. Woe is me, at times is my song.. When Pharoah is behind me and the sea doth abound. The rod i...

 Teach me dear Lord, how to wait.. That your blessings for me, might come from my faith. Arise like the sun and set me aflame.. That I will declare, my salvation is not a game. Hear me Lord, when I lift up my voice.. That you will know, my heart doth rejoice. Gather in the harvest, of the lives I will touch.. For only in You, I can bring in so much. Speak in my heart, that I will know.. The pathways of mercy and where I should go. My sanctified temple, is where you dwell.. So humbly I bow and your words I tell. My Father, My Father.. I run to you.. For I know that your love, will make me like new. All of my days, I surrender my will.. So that in heaven, I will shout with a thrill. Particles of weeping, I lay at your feet.. In sorrow and heartbreak, I crawl there to meet. The answers I seek, you have in your cup.. So pour in my temple and I will drink every drop. Quicken my spirit, that I may not slack.. The riding on mercy, where there is no tact. On days when I lay, alone in desp...

 Why are you afraid, to pick up your cross... Why are you in tears, when I am your boss? Why do you worry, when you can pray... Why are you a sheep, as one gone astray? I gave you ten commandments, to obey and live.. I promised you forever, all the blessings I would give. I sacrificed my life, so in heaven you could be.. But you need yet the passion and the desire to be free. Through the red sea, I made you a path.. To take you from bondage and paint you like art. My yea and amen, I bestowed to your worth.. So verily, verily, you would not crawl on the earth. From the rising of the sun, I am there by your side.. To prepare a table, with dishes far and wide. The water from my fountain, you can freely drink.. So the heat of the day, might not weary how you think. All of your days, I long to multiply.. So your children and their children, do not have to die. I will rain upon your land, that your corn be in bloom.. So diligently seek me, while the ark still has room. Be strong and enco...

 Why are you afraid, to ask for healing? Sickness can go and free you from feeling. Why are you stagnant, in doubt and in fear? Come u nto me and I will show you I care. Days upon days, you worry alone.. Your feet are so tired and you are weak to the bone. Let the fountain of rejoicing, be your garment of praise.. And be you ravished, in many different ways. Do not be wilted, like the leaves that fall.. Hear my voice and answer when I call. Be filled with the wealth, of the years to come.. And arise to the pouring, of my embrace from the slum. Unto you is given, authority and might.. To trample and dismantle, every evil in sight. Come unto me and rest from your toil.. For the wisdom I will give you, is anointed with oil. Hearken unto me and attend to my words.. Do not be discouraged, but be free from the curds. Behold, I will give you, as the sands of time.. The richest of blessings, like a bell's own chime. Why do you weep, at the gates in despair? Come, let me fill you and eradic...

 My disappointment and anger, because of man.. Activates my emotions and I bend where I stand. Building a wall, between good and bad.. Surrounds my faith, when I feel sad. You promised to never, leave me alone.. You promised to feed me, with meat to my bone. From the depth of despair, I stretch forth my hand.. Because your strength alone, I need just to stand. My words feel defeated, when spoken to a wall.. Like a raging bull, they stumble and fall. Up I arise, though broken up inside.. For only your mercy, could wrap me so wide. To build up an altar, like a rebellious child.. Adorned with gold, is truly beguiled. Sacred my song, to sing out i n praise.. To say thank you Jesus, for from the dead you were raised. Through aches and pains, I am determined to pray.. To draw from your Spirit, for you are my stay. When my back cannot lean and my mind is a mess.. I bow to my God, to hold me through the test.

 Stepping out of my comfort zone, is my prayer today.. To see new things, that will embrace my day. My dream of forever, when yesterday came.. Must now be the refreshing, that would bring me no shame. A crash course in mercy, Oh Lord I need. Drawn by white horses, to destroy every weed. I know that perhaps, my eyes may not see.. So quicken my perception, where I will be free. Lift up my horn and let my trumpet be heard.. Remove what befalls me, so I feast on your word. In Judah my praise, will declare to all.. To forget not the mixture, of the longings of my call. I will arise, like a Phoenix from the ash.. As clouds on the mountain, shield me with a splash. Pour with abundance, your oil of joy.. That the crown on my head, will remove every ploy. The tumultuous rise, of my enemies vail.. Be not my chariot, as I gracefully wail. Withholding nothing, I surrender to you.. Let the kingdom of glory, remake me like new. Surely you know me, Oh Lord Most High.. Look beyond my shadow and h...

 Mark me Lord, to be called your own.. For your blood and your life, were drained to the bone. In neglect I pursued, the wages of sin.. Now today I repent, so please let me in. Astute I had thought, I might travel in gain.. To lands near and far, without any disdain. Peace, it escaped me, while I hungered for fame.. All to be favoured, in the devil's own game. At the height of success, I tooted my own horn.. Quick to be fixed, at the price of great scorn. Unlearned in my passion, of the courses I took.. The pit I fell into, bore me weak as I shook. Wasted and lost, I lifted my voice.. In hope of release, whereforth I would rejoice. Decisive and troubled, desperately afraid.. I raised my broken heart and beseeched  for glorious aid. Unworthy to enter, the presence of the Lord.. I struggled, though broken, to come out from discord. Mercy Oh Mercy... I prayed it would come.. For cleansing and shifting, to take me from glum. Oh, but my eyes, could see the glory of the King.. To h...

 The favour of the Lord, is as dew upon the grass.. Houses and riches, are not a fool's mass. The words of the tattler, may break the heart of man.. All to reverse, for by prayer he will stand. The slothful is wasted, for weary is his stay.. Where humility lies, he will see glory on his way. Through desire of the wicked, his tongue seals his path.. For before every footprint, destruction makes a start. Many are the idle, but few are the wise.. Brother against brother, are wolves in disguise. The fool is not delighted and his heart bears no love.. For by lot he decreases and his hand wears no glove. Many are the pleasures, of the rich and his home.. For wealth brings forth friends, where his enemies roam. Seek for much wisdom, for your way to be clear.. For the gifts of the Father, is in his constant care. Righteousness forsaken, will be weight upon your soul.. For your lack of understanding, will keep you from your goal. Be wise as a serpent and harmless as a dove.. For the crownin...

 To love you like no other, is my privilege to do.. To sit at your feet and worship at your pew. I have nothing worth giving, but I give you my heart.. Where mercy speaks boldly, there I am at. From lips that are blessed, I sing out aloud.. To glory hallelujah, I praise and I shout. Till the never-ending story, of the Cross has been told.. I will bow in adoration, with my knees on your fold. Great is your name and greatly to be praised.. From days of my fathers, till your children mend their ways. I seek to understand, the love of the Lord.. To quicken every moment and not sever my three cord. Bound to be a warrior, in the army of the King.. My faith and my trust, to you I will bring. The table of shewbread and the wine in the cup.. I will partake of with gratitude and give thanks as I sup. Enter in my Father and bend me to your will.. Where eagles dare to soar, I will shine to my fill. Though trials rise like ashes, my home is in the ark.. So speak to the wind, to ignite every spa...

 My soul, my soul, yearns every day.. To draw closer to you, is my request when I pray. To be in your presence, is more than my life.. From the rising of the sun, I will be your loving wife. In hunger I seek, for more of your love.. For I know in my heart, you are gentle as a dove. My thoughts I surrender, in haste with grace.. To kindle the flames, that I may win this race. Like dew covered petals, of roses at dawn.. You surround my heart, so I am not forlorn. My footsteps draw closer, like the deer by the brook.. While wearisome pages , are torn from my book. Before the red sea, I must hasten my heart.. For the midst of my crossing, is a brand new start. Whither I go, the Lord is my delight.. Deserving of worship and faithful in might. On mountains or in valleys, I will yield to the Lord.. To say Abba Father, I am grateful you are God. In all I must do, I am yours to command.. So open your umbrella and make your demand.

Let your life be consumed, by the presence of the Lord.. For in all you must do, there would be no discord. Arise from the ashes and press on with might.. Be quickened in your spirit and do not walk with just sight. Your mediator comes, to seek your request.. For in knowledge there is power and Jesus knows best. To be put to the test, you must get on your knees.. To be more than a conqueror, your prayer is the key. Shadows will surround you, but hold fast your faith.. Grapple every doubt and surrender at the gate. The voice of the Lord, is crying out your name.. Tarry not, Oh children, for your life is not a game. Get into the ark, of safety and rest.. For the days will come quickly, when arrows will be jest. Carve your name in glory and run like the wind.. Desire every gift and forgive those who sinned. Verily verily, you will be pure.. If the love of the Father, is welcomed through your door. Kindness and mercy, are not sparkles on a stick.. Lift up your eyes and be nimble and be qui...