Good Morning My Loves

From heaven I came, and to heaven I shall return. My fortitude and purpose, though tried by fire, remains connected to the Lord, whose flames forever burns.  Consecrated by the Blood of Jesus... Forgiven and not forsaken... Blessed and dressed in the armour of the Lord ... Equipped with weapons of warfare, in my heart and mind and soul... I am the called, of the Most High God.. Anointed and appointed, and set apart for the Master's use. Before I was created in my mother's womb, God chose ME. I am tested, because I choose the narrow road. I am rested on green pastures, and the shadows disappear. The beauty my eyes behold, comes worthy of the Lord... Wherever my destination on my journey, I will declare that.. IT IS WELL. Forthwith I will transcend, the essence of my love.. For therein lies my heartbeat, washed by the Blood. To some I may be lacking, but by grace I stand renewed.. Perhaps in retrospection, I am grateful for the path I must go. There are those I must bid farewell...

 Let the words of your mouth, fall upon the good land. Let them be fertile and let them be grand. The showings of your worth, as a beacon of light.. Shall transcend through time, with power and with might. As the scent of peace, travels through the air.. The manifested presence, of the Lord will be fair. By fire and by water, with fresh anointed oil.. Shower you with gladness, with fruits from the soil. My.. Oh My.. What glory to be told.. For favour weighs abundantly, upon you as gold. Help from above, all glory to the Lamb.. Remain in the midst, of your life like a balm. Say you are encouraged, though weary at the gate.. For those who seek your downfall, are overcome with hate. Howbeit in the pleasures, of what is in store.. The God of everlasting, will always be your door. From the dawn of freedom, your name has been sought.. Mighty are you warrior, for the Cross got your caught. Worry not for sadness.. think not for gain.. For verily in the morning, you will be rid of pain.

 You shall remember, the Lord your God.. For in Him alone, is your room and board. The power of wealth, and riches untold.. Can only be established, when to Him you are sold. Your garment will not be waxed, nor your seed beg bread.. For the righteous is not forsaken, and the King is not dead. Your heart must be pure, on the highs and the lows.. Lest the Lord withhold, where living water flows. Out of your mouth, therein lies your goal.. Like the good land of promise, you must sanctify your soul. Forget not the precepts, and the course you are on.. And understand your purpose, for soon you will be gone. When you strive as you go, you shall see through different eyes.. A land of wheat and barley, where the weary should not cry. Walk in sweet perfection, as a witness to the Lord.. And remember who you are, as is written in the Sword. The blessings will be multiplied, like marrow in your bones.. For mercy will you covet, like David with his stones. Arise child of God, for victory is yo...

 Gradually my heart, is as a reckoning stone.. For this overwhelming feeling, sits well on my bone. My dwelling is my fortune, and therein do I know.. Above all my trials, I will rise as I go. I declare God's anointing, dresses me with grace.. I say to the wind, I will not be trampled on this race. The life in my tongue, is worthy of the course.. So day by day I worship, for I know who is boss. I live not in Egypt, but in the land of the free.. Where billows of misfortune, no longer is my tea. Thus as a remnant, I will feast from the fare.. Just as the Lord, has considered me His dear. Among all the nations, I am a child of the King.. My eyes are enlarged, as the diamond on my ring. I hope in the Word, as my pilgrimage house.. For my anchor's name is Jesus, and HE is not a timid mouse. I prophesy over my life, to obey all the while.. The precepts and principles, that my body does not defile. As the Spirit of the Lord, quickens in my heart.. The taste of sweet communion, is as w...

 A blessing will come, on the eve or the morn.. To expand your heart, in righteousness born. The delight in your soul, could never be expressed.. For this overwhelming feeling, is deserving of the test. As heaven rejoices, for what is ahead.. Let your prayer be consumed, with love to be fed. Make way for the laughter, the tears and embrace.. As your days be filled, with the blossoms on this race. The cries of your heart, was as sweet perfume.. It touched the throne of heaven, and beautified each room. To be blessed with the best, is a gift from the Lord.. So let gratitude surround you, as you feast from the sword. Look upon your sunshine, and meet it with glee.. For the proof of His presence, will come for to see. Protect and provide, and guide who will come.. And bowels of mercy, will drop like a bomb.

 I have considered my ways, and I am content.. Upward and forward, I will go where I am sent. The Spirit of the Lord, is my strength and stay.. And in His abiding, I will always find my way. This new wine I drink, quickens my stride.. To obey the commands, as the sounds of the tide. To joy in the Lord, and sing out in praise.. Is a privilege to carry, and it cannot be erased. A remnant is rising, in the east and the west.. They shall rest in their dwelling, and find comfort to bless. Out of captivity, and determined to go.. I will amount with the chosen, and the righteous to sow. No longer careless, but dressed in the best.. I have put off the old man, with considerably less. My walk in my due, to escape from the pit.. Is to lean on the Lord, as my anchor to sit. I have considered my ways, and forsaken the world.. That henceforth my temple, will be built to withhold. Amen and Amen, to the one whom I love.. Forever and ever, my gift from above.

 The end is not, by and by.. Take heed to your temple, lest you forget and you die. Many shall say, I am come in Your name.. But their garment of worship, transcends pride in their game. Go ye not, in the company of men.. For the recordings of purpose, might escape as you bend. Beware of the wolves, who devour with glee.. And put on your armour, and rise up and flee. The sheep in the meadow, will be led to the forth.. For the Shepherd will draw them, before they are caught. Slack not your riding, while it is day.. And put on some sackcloth, and weep as you pray. A snare.. A snare.. is seeking your soul.. Prepare for the battle, without silver or gold. Your enemy is raging, so hasten your heart.. For only the Saviour, could compass your chart. Let your prevailing, be down on your knees.. For the fight to the finish, must buzz like the bees. In the multitude of breadcrumbs, be bold to declare.. The blessings of the Lord, is for those of good cheer.

 I am burdened and saddened, because I flagged down the ship.. I laid down my armour, and gave heed to my lip. After the scarlet, I could not escape.. Yet Jesus my Saviour, wrapped me in his cape. My heart is heavy, and my spirit is deep.. For I grieved the Holy Spirit, through slumber and sleep. Revelation of the Word, neglected my thought.. Now I go to the Father, because I was caught. Fellowship with Jesus, is my constant abode.. When I enter my closet, prayer is my code. Where can I go, that the Lord is not there.. Forgive me Master, and wipe my every tear. Haply I  conclude, the one I call friend.. Is a seasonal companion, where attachment must end. Perhaps on my journey, I may slip and fall.. But the one who preserves me, will hear when I call. Oh thou Creator, grant me some time.. That I may prevail, to rise up and chime. As a witness on earth, I yield to obey.. That my husband Oh God, will show me the way.

 I am convinced my sins, have been washed by the Blood.. For the Cross of Calvary, redeemed me like a flood. Though my sins are like scarlet, I am cleansed and free.. But for the mercies of God, now my eyes can see. I sat in company, and felt like Peter.. My words shot like arrows, to fill more than one liter. What makes me saddened, is the recording of the Lord.. For my salvation is written, in a book by the sword. Alas.. Alas, I cried out to God.. For my heart was not quenched, by my action and thought.. I failed on my journey, and I disappointed the Lord.. Yet, I am given, another opportunity to repent and say... Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. How can I say, YOU must change your ways? How can I lead you, when I participate in conversations that stays?  The Bible says, to judge not others, lest I be judged.. Now here I am Lord, chastised and sorrowful, like David and my fathers, who made mistakes.

 Oh Potter's Field, how low you are.. Where once you claimed, the mold from scar. The price of blood, so pure and true.. Have now become, the dead's own due. Silver pieces, and not gold.. Was all it took, the Prophets told.. Thou field where poor, and strangers rest.. There the cost, of greed was blessed. The grass was green, the wind was cool.. The whispers danced, like the devil's tool. When days gone by, the field did bear.. Therein lies, the graves of tear. How sad to know, what shame is sin.. Gathered close, in thought to win. What is hidden, will be known.. For light is come, as seeds are sown. Oh Field of greed, do not dismay.. You were bought, while others prayed. How sorrow came, from one lost pearl.. There do others, lay their gold.

 You did not bring me this far, just to leave me.. You fashioned me with favour, for my eyes to see. Thou art my portion, and in You I will trust.. For the songs on my pilgrimage, I sing till I'm crushed. Thousands upon thousands, of silver and gold.. Is inconsequential, for my body and my soul. Thy word have I hid, in my heart for my keep.. To continue without slacking, and awake me from my sleep  Rivers of water, run down mine eyes.. When I think about your mercy, and your cleansing from all lies. Accord me the dawning, of the favour of the day..  That your precepts and your principles, will keep me when I pray. Accept my freewill offerings, of my heart and mind and soul.. Concerning all my testimonies, I have known from old. I praise you in the daylight, and by night I hear your voice.. Like the sweet Rose of Sharon, I will rise and will rejoice. My hand you hold on tightly, when arrows shoot at me.. With great peace you clothe me gently, to go where I should be. Every...

 The day of the Lord is near.. Have you served the Lord with fear? Let your faith fail not, and your treasure be stored up in heaven.. For Satan will sift you as wheat, if you do not watch and pray. Are you a servant, of the Lord Most High? When the Pharesees come, do you tremble with fear? As a Godly seed, you are called to the fold.. While the enemy rages, your eyes will behold. Be born of the water, and of the Spirit of the Lord.. For there must be a cleansing, between you and the world. Lift up the name of Jesus, in the east and the west.. For the glory of the Father, will help you win each test. To have everlasting life, you must stand up and be strong.. For those who walk beside you, will lead you to do wrong. Do not hate the light, and journey in the dark.. But pray your eyes be clear, and ignite every spark. You are not condemned, because of the Cross.. You are not forgotten, for God knows your name. All you need is Jesus, so get down on your knees.. And cry out Abba Father...

 All I have ever known, is the Lord Jesus as my Saviour. As a little girl, I would go to Sunday school and learn about the Bible and who I was in Christ. At times the road was rocky. At times it was smooth as silk. At times I wept till morning, when my problems seemed bigger than the solution. There were days when I thought about my choices. The ones I am not proud of. The only way out of the ashes, was the hand I held on to. Far from separation, the Lord would not let me go. Though I stumbled..  though I felt unwanted and unworthy, Jesus never let me go. I search through time and tide, and I see that grace abounds. When history comes repeating, I pound on heaven's door. For glory awaits my heartbeat, and I am filled with peace. I know not when my journey, will come to an end. But I am assured of the one, who will welcome me home. It is my honour and privilege, to serve the Lord Jesus Christ, all the days of my life.

 In the natural I cannot see it, but I know it is there.. So I press on with gladness, and pray without fear. I live by the Word, as the manuel for my life.. That in perseverance I will conquer, and be absent from strife. At times I feel discouraged, when I am surrounded by clouds.. At times I profess my purpose, though my strength is filled with doubts. How often do I gather, the wheat from the tare.. As graceful as the snowflake, in shelter from the scare. My thoughts in sweet surrender, in moments out of time.. Quickens all my substance, like church bells  chimes. I believe in God the Father, for what He says is true.. And come tomorrow morning, I will get my due. Afforded for this journey, my needs are always met.. With stored up wealth of knowledge, my course is heaven set. I will neglect fear and worry, for those are not my own.. And by faith I am blessed, through every skin and bone.

 How can I face you, when my sins are so much? How can I ask you, to reach out and touch? I am covered with scars, and my life is a mess.. How can you love me, when I fail every test? I shout to the world, I am a grateful soul.. My words are all decorated, in respect of my goal. But in secret I am broken, and I weep in the night.. How can you forgive me, when I am blinded by my sight? I fail in my choices, I fail with my thoughts.. I wear unforgiveness, where favour is not a forth. I laugh at my enemy, and neglect to lend a hand.. How can you love me, when I am not, so grand? My morals are beneath you, and my heart is as Saul's.. The company beside me, neither bow nor crawl. Yet I heard about a man, whose blood was shed for all.. But how can I seek mercy, when I don't answer when you call? How could this Jesus, love someone like me? How could this Jesus, sacrifice his life for me? I cannot comprehend, how this thing could come to be.. For behold I am unworthy, and I don't w...

 Oh friend.. Oh friend.. You walked the same path, with me as I go.. You sat down beside me, so my heart you might know. The softness of the breeze, and the scent in the air.. You carried in your heartbeat, with goodness and cheer. You looked me in the eye, and smiled in my face.. When dewdrops glistened, it surrounded you with grace. From mountain to valley, I served you with bread.. Oh friend.. Oh friend.. Why did it end? Granted by my father, who knows all things.. You were created, to betray the king.. Each plot and each word, could not be withheld.. For the nakedness in body, was ordained to tell. You hugged me with your arms , with daggers in the back.. I knew your thoughts, but gave you much slack. I searched your eyes, and I saw your soul.. Oh friend.. Oh friend.. Your betrayal was told. You sold me for silver, though I gave you so much.. While you feasted at my table, my heart was so crushed. When I wept right beside you, my tears stained your hand.. Oh friend.. Oh friend....

 Battered and bruised, you pursued with grace.. Maintaining your focus, you were not clothed with lace. Withholding nothing, you sacrificed your life.. That all mankind, could become your loving wife. You poured into those, who sat with you at meat.. As you presented your body, and blood at their feet. Though your cup was not removed, for the Father's WILL, to be done.. Wrapped around your sacrifice, the promise was already won. Agony.. Oh agony... the pain so severe.. The stripes and the piercings, for those you held dear. Though your sins be like scarlet, I WILL make them like new.. Said the Son to the chosen, as he gave heaven's due. 'Twas but for redemption, God gave his son.. The price upon Calvary, redeemed everyone. For all generations, YOU triumph for us.. Jesus my Saviour, in you I will trust. Amazing love, we did not deserve.. A gift from the Saviour, and life to preserve. By the power of your blood, we have been made whole.. Oh Lion of Judah, you are keeper of m...

 I found myself, on a journey from home.. I thought in my heart, I would never more roam. The zeal down inside me, reflected my glow.. As I gathered my praise, to sow as I go. Oh righteous brother, so strong and so brave.. It is my good fortune, you are no longer a slave. With wine in my cup, I am grateful for grace.. Unending love, you have clothed me with lace. You took me in, without sight or sound.. Justly dividing, the ones who were found. As my footsteps were received, on the tile that was laid.. My heart gave a leap, for you had obeyed. Arrived.. arrived.. no longer delayed.. My time of excellence, is the price you paid. The season of harvest, to call my own.. Is the birth of rejoicing, for the seeds I have sown.

 He who findeth a wife, findeth a good thing... There is no wife, without a wedding ring. In search of a daughter, of the Lord Most High.. You must first surrender, and do not live a lie. No wife of her husband, wants a dishonorable man.. Not a sluggard or drunkard, but one who will stand. She will wear the garment, of his presence with grace.. For her husband will rise, and clothe her in lace. The spirit of the priest, in the wife's household.. Is the candle of the Lord, to unravel and fold. Bread of deceit, must cease to come in.. For the covenant keeper, has repented from sin. Let honour be fruitful, faithful and true.. That gold be your fortune, and favour be your due. Let friendship with the world, be smitten and bound.. For your bed to be blessed, and riches to be found. Keep your tongue, from unrighteousness.. Covet your soulmate, with the blossom of a kiss. He who is wise, is an ointment to his wife.. So dearly beloved, come away from strife.

 Before this day is through, you will be someone new.. Before the sun set in the west, I will rain on you. A humble shepherd's garb, clothed you in the past.. But yesterday has come and gone, so take off your poor mask. Riding on a cloud, will come the presence of the Lord.. Those who stand against you, will fall with heaven's sword. The heart of Pharaoh's army, YOU will trample on.. For He who goes before you, will lead you with his horn. Your breastplate will be righteousness, your feet will dress with peace.. Your helmet will be anointed, for salvation will not cease. Your waist will be all covered, with truth and not a lie.. Your hands will be equipped, to raise your shield up high.. With mountain moving mercy, your sword will touch the sky. For victory will be sweeter, in the by and by.

 I still have far to go, to meet three score and ten..  There are lessons in each season, so I tarry and I blend. Though miles ahead awaits me, I think to journey slow.. To inhale every fragrance, and gain knowledge as I go. My meat at times is absent, and my cup is halfway up.. Sometimes my praise is quiet, like a rabbit with each hop. Often my confusion, is way ahead of me.. But my heart is never burdened, for greater is HE in me. My voice at work in sunshine, is more than I can say.. For planting seeds in springtime, means harvest more than hay. Lowly and most gracious, I am to be a sheep.. In you I put my trust in, with visions as I sleep. When billows rage against me, I cry out.. Help me Lord.. Withhold not all your mercies, but bless me through your sword. My sacrifice so simple, is more than just a pledge.. So I sing a new awakening, with the blood as my own hedge. Under the cedar of Lebanon, I hope to rest awhile.. For the dust upon this journey, is lacking of a smile....

 Remember me in heaven, when you look down at me.. Penetrate my mind, with goodness to see. Shadow all my footsteps, with grace for to go.. And awake all my senses, to sow as I glow. I lift a Hallelujah, in the east and the west.. Remember how I tarried, through every trial and every test. As I walk through the wilderness, stay at my side.. For the path I must travel, I need you as my guide. Remember me with kindness, when my heart is overwhelmed.. In the multitude of mercy, let peace be my stem. You ordained me from the beginning, and called me your own.. So remember me with fragrance, and anoint my every bone. Deliver me from darkness, and hold fast my hand.. Remember to grip tightly, and show me where to stand. Like an oasis in the desert, I will drink sip by sip.. To be a sheep appointed, with fruit upon my lip. Remember me tomorrow, when I stand before the gate.. I pray my name be written, on a page that is not hate. In my time of sweet surrender, I gave all that I had.. So re...

 I will roar like a lion, from the tribe of Judah.. I will break every chain, in the name of Jireh. I will trample and dismantle, every baal altar.. In the name of JESUS, before I expire. Too long, too long, the enemy rage.. Too long, too long, I am weakened and not brave. Yesterday is gone, today is here.. I will fight with might, without any fear. I have scampered and whimpered and meowed, like a cat.. I have cowered like a mouse, like a beat-up old mat. But TODAY I give notice, to every demon from hell.. That this child of God, declares IT IS WELL. No more, no more, will I be afraid.. I am rising boldly, with the price Jesus paid. Every leach on my back, that once sucked me dry.. I kill and destroy, and will no longer cry. Weeping endured, but just for a night.. Now I am rejoicing, by faith and not by sight. I call forth the wind, to blow a fresh breeze.. For this anointed vessel, will not sit back and sneeze.

I pray that the grace of your lips, find favour with the King.. I pray that your eyes, behold blessings with rings.. I pray that your heart, be inspired to know.. In Jesus name, where you should travel and sow. Walk in the footsteps, of the one who was nailed.. As you go forth strengthened, may you never, ever fail. Eat in the house, of the one called bread.. Like a green olive tree, may you always be fed. Think not of tomorrow, or what you shall wear.. For even the lily of the valley, is in the Lord's care. Let your trust and your faith, meet together as one.. When you sit at a table, let the Word be your gun. I pray across the miles, your soul be not troubled.. Where the wicked abides, and there are pits for to stumble. Though your garment be torn, you will rest in the Lord.. For there is room in his house , for your safety and board. Separate yourself, from those who are drunk.. For mercy will find you, though you hide in a trunk. The ninety and nine, will rest while they wait.....

 Awake from slumber, children of God.. The rise of the remnant, must surrender to the Lord. The drunkard and glutton, will be brought to their knees.. Be not among them, or be as busy as bees. Separate yourself, from the wolves in the pack.. For the enemy is crafty, and will not cut you any slack. Hearken to the voice, of the Lord Most High.. And cry out in worship, and let your song touch the sky. Do not be envious, of those who are rich.. Humble yourself, and ask.. which witch is which. Let your heart be aligned, to Jesus the Christ.. For nothing else matters, but he who sits the highest. Come away children, while it is day.. The King is coming, without pause or delay. Like a thief in the night, the bridegroom will come.. But only for those, who are the chosen some. Do not let your choice, be a blockage to you.. For judgment is nearing, and you will get what is due. Neglect of the Lord, who sits on the throne.. Will surely carry you, where you will get not a bone.

 Early in the morning, I rise up to pray.. To go before the Lord, is my call to obey. As a soldier marc hing, to the beat of the drum.. In Jesus name, I am not under the devil's thumb. Equipped and ready, to shoot and to kill.. Every fiery dart, at heaven's own will. A vessel anointed, as a witness of God.. I will declare this is war, and that Jesus is LORD. I travel not alone, but I am shadowed by grace.. For the secret of my success, is the tier of my lace. I will face every battle, and by faith I will stand.. Bound to be grateful, to obey God's command. Though in my serving, I am weakened at times.. The wave of my pleasure, is the strength in the chimes. In the fourth watch, I yield to my King.. For into the holiest, I bow down and sing.

 I am tired Lord... I am tired. I am tired of trying, to mend his heart.. I am tired of needing, a brand new start. I am tired of waiting, for joy to appear.. I am tired of weeping, and being lost in despair. Once upon a time, I lived in a dream.. Where rose coloured petals, were sparkles on a cream. I lifted up my voice, and declared to the world.. My future would be bright, and my fortune would unfold. There were days when I smiled, and ran through the field.. As the sunshine would dress me, in favour to my yield. But visions of glory, and abundance so fair.. Were not manifested, now my heart stands bare. I go to my father, and I pour out my heart.. Like a beggar in search, of scraps from his cart. In sackcloth and ashes, I surrender my all.. As I patiently wait, for the answer to my call. Why Lord, why.. Did I do something wrong... Did I fail on my journey, did I neglect in my song? I seek Godly counsel, for I am afraid.. The one whom I love, is rejecting my aid. Where could I g...

 I watched you enter, into the secret place.. And my heart was all rejoicing, with patience for this race. I yearned in my soul, for victory to be won.. As the emptiness as shadows, erased what was fun. I searched deep within, for comfort to come forth.. To hear the sounds of silence, as it shattered what was sought. Around the walls of Jericho, I marched with the tide.. For I beckoned every fetter, to be broken as I cried. My eyes sought your person, whose heart I call my own.. To come hither quickly, though trialed in your bone. Your portion and your fortune, became mine to bear.. Withholding nothing, I surrendered without fear. As I watched through the vail, I wept with each blink.. For the God I belong to, would never let you sink. Your fathers of the past, left a legacy of pain.. But favour through the darkness, came for your stain. 

 Your enemies are broken and you will have your own home.. You shall resist the proud and seek not to roam. Out of the dust, shall you be found.. For nothing but mercy, will shadow you around. You must consider your ways, for the day is at hand.. Trust in the Amen, so united you will stand. The wicked make a boast, of what lies inside.. But the pride that he carries, is a door open wide. When thoughts in your head, surround you like bees. Maintain your focus and pray till they flee. Your life here on earth, is coming to an end.. So gather up your praises, to fight and defend. The fool contend with riches and say there is no God.. But his judgment is coming, without staff or rod. Your house must be built, upon the solid rock.. A beacon of favour, blessed without spot. The desire in your heart, must align to the Word.. For only in knowledge, shall you stand and be heard. Break the arm of your enemy, as you get on your knees.. And rise up Oh faithful, for you hold the keys.

 Thou art my beloved, so faithful and true.. Through time immemorial, your love is my due. In continuous motion, look thou on me.. And keep all my sanity, for in you I am free. In all that I seek, I remember thy wine.. To drink from my lips, with you as I dine. My chamber is open, so enter my love.. Dress me with roses, and peace, gentle dove. Until the day break, and the shadows disappear.. I will seek all my fortune, so rich and so fair. Sweet is your voice, as your words touch my soul.. The apple in the orchard, and the pearl in my world. How fragrant is your sweetness, how precious is your gold.. Adorned around my neck, like secrets kept untold. Altogether lovely, washer of my milk.. This yearning deep within me, is finer than pure silk. Like droplets of sunrise, my gladness is paved.. To go beyond the mountain, for in you I am saved. Shorn above the waters, your eyes search for mine..  Thou art so beautiful, my love, I am thine.

 More than the stars, I love you Oh Lord.. Precious in my sight, is the one I call God. Moved to my tears, I am stained in your blood.. And on a golden charger, I am carried through the flood. More than words can say, my heart yearns for you.. Upon my bed at night, I am hungry for my due. My lips call your name, and my eyes seek your face.. My treasure in this kingdom.. my mercy and my grace. Touch me in the morning, with your love in my heart.. While melodies of worship, transcends all my parts. Like a rushing wind, I catapult my mind.. To open up my door, for Nissi is my sign. In such sweet surrender, I blossom in your care.. To feel your arms around me, without any fear. Like pools in the desert, my need is supplied.. For the bridegroom is my husband, my lover and my tide. A slave in captivity, with you as my own.. I sing out rejoicing, with passion as I yearn. Beyond my understanding, you dress me with grace.. Clear as a crystal, upon a bed of lace.

Sons and daughters, while there is light.. Walk with rejoicing, and with power and might. Hearken to the voice, of the Lord Most High.. For darkness is coming, as wide as the sky. Sow in the field, and bless every seed.. For waters of purpose, will quench every deed. Seek not for riches, as a Pharesee's dream.. But hope with your heartbeat, to worship and scream. The ravens will come, with meat for your plate.. Bread will be baked, before it is too late. Shift not your focus, to the left or the right.. For the enemy is crafty, and will blind all your sight. He who has an ear, I pray that you hear.. He who has eyes, please do not tear. Jesus is calling, so run like the wind.. Quicker than lightning, come away from sin. There is nothing about you, the Lord does not know.. He sees you in nakedness, where you go and you sow. Let your honour be fruitful, and your treasure be sealed.. For vials in heaven, will soon be revealed.

 I have prayed and wept, throughout the years.. I have gotten on my knees, with burdens and with fears. I have counted the cost, of the cross I must bear.. Now today I stand, with favour and with care. There were days when I thought, I could not do it anymore.. There were days when I felt, I was weakened to the core. In the midnight hour, I would look up to the sky.. With yearning in my heart, I would ask God why. I walked through the wilderness, alone and afraid.. I saw every pebble, as I groaned for some aid. The dust in the air, were my clothing with stains.. For courage and comfort, stood without all my pains. Quiet and weary, I thought I should fade.. For ravens were distant, while my strength was decayed. Where were you Lord.. I shouted inside.. As down on the ground, I was as broken as the tide. My anchor.. my anchor, in Jesus my Lord.. Heard up in heaven, as I stuck to my sword. My namesake appeared, as I gracefully beheld.. And the atmosphere shifted, for my battles were q...

 May you drink from the pleasures, of the river of God.. As you set foot in motion, to know who is Lord. May your life be transformed, with an abundance of praise.. That your fortune be kept, in the one who was raised. How excellent are the mercies, bestowed upon you.. Though your adversary rages, you will get all your due. In the bosom of your flesh, there are words to be kept.. To draw hither quickly, and speak from the cleft. In your youth you are strong, to be swift as a deer.. To roar as a lion, with might, without fear. In days of great famine, you will yield from the vine.. For abundance will find you, where you can dine. Fat and flourishing, are the fruits of old age.. You will be agile, to rise and to rage. Clap and rejoice, for the grass is all green.. So ride in prosperity, in glory to be seen.

 I pray that God, will heal your heart.. From things that bind, from Satan's cart. I pray that God, will teach you words.. To speak with love, like gentle birds. As you go, I pray by faith.. That you will walk, through heaven's gate. With gratitude, from deep within.. I pray that you, repent from sin. Where you rest, I pray for peace.. That you will sleep, with comfort and ease. Dreams and visions, come to you.. That you may hasten, to your due. I pray for you, in Jesus name.. That you will triumph, over every ploy and game. Like the weeping Prophet, in days of old.. I pray your fire, is never cold. Arise and shine, for the day is come.. When you must conquer, some by some. I pray for you, to finish your course.. To dwell in heaven, and not be lost.

 Your words have power. It can either bring forth life or bring forth death. Both have eternal consequences. What you speak, is what will manifest. The power of provision, is eternal. If you give your mouth liberty to build, then prosperity lives and continues. If your mouth destroys, then poverty becomes your clothing. What you plant, is what you will reap. To be called a child of God, must mean something  It is a vow, between God and man. What enters you, does not defile you... but rather, it is what comes out of you. Man speaks, but misrepresent the Lord on any given day. Publish to the wind, the habitation of your heart. Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaketh. Absent yourself from evil doers, for the company therein, is destructive. Be quick to hear but slow to speak. Your words have the power, the agility and the ability, to shift your circumstance. As you live, so too you must adorn life. You have the authority to forward blessings or curses, upon the gen...

 I will say goodbye, to you someday.. Without a kiss.. without delay. I will bid farewell, to all I know.. And go to a place, where I will glow. I will walk through pearls, on gates so wide.. And behold angels, by my side. I will stand alone, to give account.. For my time on earth, without any doubt. While you weep, and mourn alone.. I will dance, with every bone. With flames of fire, in His eyes.. I will sit, at Jesus's side. As a bride, all dressed in white.. Heaven's own, will be my light. Down on earth, you will miss my voice.. But my delight, was in my choice. Bye and bye, you will move on.. I pray with grace, you are not forlorn. Be strong my love, and choose the King.. For only then, we would meet and sing.

 Prayer is not an exercise of lack.  It is conversing with God. It is not a feeble opportunity to gain, but to bestow upon our Saviour, the triumph of freedom through the Blood of Jesus. It transcends through time and space. Prayer requires no exceptional skills or great intellect or captivated audience.  Effective prayer is needful of only one person, who is desperately desperate, for God's attention and presence. Prayer breaks, bends and reshapes the awakening of divine purpose and destiny.  Sometimes it necessitates the absence of being seen and heard, and must consume you in private, secrecy in your closet. An overhauling of time spent in the presence of God and God alone, is what will captivate your body, mind, soul and spirit. Without prayer, you are doomed.

 As you walk through the valley, our paths may cross.. Friend or foe, we may gain or loss. Sit on the grass, while the sun gives light.. For the womb of the morning, could be faith or blight. Which of us, might speak with grace.. To clothe the one, whose shoes lack lace? The strength in each, will all be seen.. As the language of the Lord, transcends on the green. Where we go, is there we rest.. What is seasoned, is our best. Until you know, just who is Lord.. You may never, draw your sword. Come now Friend, let's make a pact.. For time and tide, will bring forth tact. Eat my bread, and drink my wine.. And disperse of pride, as we sit and dine. We'll say farewell, as brethren fair.. On our journey, without tear. From a land of woe, two souls were blessed.. Now God our Lord, could take us west.

 Radical faith, is what you need.. To stand up and fight, with God's own speed. The devil is attacking, from left to right.. So gird up your loins, and roar with great might. Quicker than lightning, while the Christian is asleep.. The kingdom of darkness, brings destruction in your heap. Arise from your slumber, and take up your sword.. For only in Jesus, you will know who is Lord. Pray without ceasing, and rejoice evermore.. For long life will satisfy, your house to the core. Gather up your praises, and run like the wind.. Where glow from the Glory, cleanses your sin. Break up and fallow, the ground you stand on.. While it is daylight, or else you will mourn. King Jesus is calling, so open your ears.. For in a heartbeat, you might be weakened with tears. Get up and get ready, for the battle is here.. Put on your armour, and rid every fear. An army of soldiers, way on the hills.. Will come to your rescue, on horses to kill.

 By the fear of the Lord, men depart from evil. You cannot call yourself a child of God, and there is no fear of His Lordship. While you strategize in your heart, to follow your own path, foolishness enters to cloud your judgment. The absence of the essence of God in your life, hinders your peace. Without the direction of your steps being ordered, pride steps in. You should be motivated and transformed daily, for the core of man's nature, is unrighteousness. Commit your ways unto the Lord, for only in His presence, can your joy be fulfilled. Harvest not the seeds of pride, when mercy never changes. Teach your lips to speak much wisdom, for arrows shoot to bring destruction. Better it is to live in fear of the Lord, and be eternally grateful... than dress in fine linen and adorn rare pearls, for a time and a season.

 I miss the days, when we were young.. When every child, would gather around. The games we played, the meals we shared.. The laughter, love and joy, so dear. The raindrops fell, upon your head.. When nothing secret, was ever said. Barefoot on, the stones we walked.. As silence ran, where others stalked. Open doors, were never shut.. While we inhaled, the scents in pots. Afraid of darkness, we were not.. For time stood still, as flames grew hot. Mud on feet, was what we wore.. With timeless smiles, upon each core. Hello here and goodbye there.. Were shouts we lifted, beyond compare. Through the valley, through the plain.. We held out hands, to work and gain. Though memories travel, we still remain.. Intertwined, along the misty train.

 Daughter, daughter.. Don't you cry.. It's time to kiss, your pain goodbye. Though you weep, you will arise.. So come my love, you are safe from lies. Cease from anger, cease from hate.. Let my love, surround your gate. Your humble soul, is not too weak.. For honey drops, to taste and seek. Upon a bed, of thorns you slept.. As fountains flowed, where you laid and wept. Now today, your house is dressed.. For heaven sent, His very best. Once when lonesome, were your days.. Mighty waves, brought scattered rays. Now your field, is white as snow.. Daughter, daughter, it's time to grow. Your broken heart, I mend today.. Pleasant words, I will make you say. Your righteous lips, will give delight.. To those you meet, and lead by sight.

 I will walk within my house, with an upright heart.. I will say of the Lord, I am grateful for a start. My eyes will behold, the glory of the King.. In the multitude of mercy, I will dance and I will sing. Deep within my closet, I will get on my knees.. I will cry out in hunger, to run through the trees. Gone are the days, when ashes was my bread.. For the groanings from my heartbeat, buried all my dred. As the dew in the forest, I am now alive.. By reason of my fortune, I am now a wife. I will arise, for I am not withered like the grass.. To stand upon my tower, and proclaim what is brass. I have been forgiven, and cleansed from all sin.. For the hem of His garment, touched me within. As the east from the west, I am bound by the Word.. So all my tomorrows, can sing like a bird. Though my loins may be fragile, my youth is renewed.. To flourish in all seasons, and pour what is cued.. The lifter of my head, is the apple of my eye.. Now as bold as a lion, I will roar till I die.

 Do not be ashamed, of the sins of the past.. When you succumbed, to pleasures made of glass. Whilst you were lost, in the throngs of the flesh.. The fisher of men, prepared room in His mesh. According to your need, your afflictions have died.. For the depth of your knowledge, is not the silence you cried. Gone are the days, when you answered to lust.. For the tables have turned, to the God whom you trust. When fables of lies, were the clothes you adored.. Divine intervention, was the cry and the roar. The heart of your mother, with groanings of grace.. Became perseverance, to dress you with lace. In the history of time, you were void of pure gold.. For your substance was hidden, and you were out in the cold. Yet out of the ashes, the Lord stretched His hand.. To lead you to mercy, so by faith you could stand. The darkness has past.. the morning is here.. Now pillars of triumph, are the pearls that you wear. Heaven rejoices, for you have come home.. Let the earth be a witness, for ...

 Jesus loves you, more than you can ever ask or think. His thoughts and His ways for you, are beyond your natural comprehension.  The Bible declares, that you are precious in the sight of the Lord. You are the apple of His eye and you are blessed and highly favoured. The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree and you will grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Faithful and majestic are the mercies of God towards His children. As a child of God, you are an heir and joint heir with Jesus. You are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a peculiar people and a holy nation. No weapon formed against you shall prosper. The comfort of the Lord, will be a delight to your soul, all the days of your life. Your garments will always be praise and prayer and worship. The Holy Spirit will go before you and prepare the way for you. Your path will always be clear. Though mighty waters rage against you, the Lord will be your calm. Th ough war may rise up against you, you will always be more than ...

 The more I seek you, I am blessed.. The more I find you, I can rest. When I cry, before you Lord.. Heaven answers, through your sword. Like a wheel, inside a wheel.. I am bound, with grace to feel.. Every sprinkle, where the river flows.. Soothes my soul, like crystal glows. When I was lost, with a stony heart.. Lord you told me, I was smart. Little did I know, my life.. Would be transformed, to be your wife. Here I stand, as refined gold.. Dressed with mercy, like Prophets old. To know you is, to love you more.. So I will yield, from my very core. Now I know, who knows my name.. Now I know, I am not the same. Now I rise and run so free.. For the Lord, has made me.. ME.

 I think of you, in childhood days.. I hear your laughter, in different ways. Those little legs and tiny feet.. Just to hug you, as we meet. Through the lens, of days gone by.. My memory, is not goodbye. The clothes you wore, the words you said.. Have dressed my heart, so I am fed. Beautiful, your eyes were filled.. With endearing love, while the earth stood still. Moments gone, but never far.. For you are, my shining star. How I wish, for long ago.. When simple things, would make love grow. As lonesome days and lonely nights.. Surround my space, like candle lights. Where you go.. Oh child of mine.. May your beauty, always shine. I pray with grace, you hunger not.. As favour completes, inside your pot.