In the Beginning....

In the Beginning ....... "God"

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Me

I see nothing 
outside of me 
to hinder the thing 
that God said would be 
I close my eyes 
try to see 
the vision clear 
"I'm full" 
"I'm free"

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Here I am Lord
on my left side I lay

Looking at the world and
the words that they say

Processed in my mind
 they deny the only way

Worried about the times
perceving ALLs okay

Blind Eyes to the Word
not believing what they pray

Neglecting true prophesy
we are living "in that day"

End times....

You are the great I am
To which no beginning nor end
An unequivocal force driven

Friday, October 7, 2016

 Some people in this world forget we all serve the same God and are going to be held accountable to him. Even when we fail we have opportunity to confess and repent to Him and though in the end it is only by His grace we can still press to live in His will. I'm just pressing Sonya and praying daily that by His grace & mercy that one day I get to hear, "well done, thy good & faithful servant, well done"  press to continue to seek the kingdom of Elohim and all things will be added unto you.❤

Thursday, October 6, 2016

I saw a woman once,
she was full,
it shun through the center of her eyes,
yet she was dressed in darkness from head to toe.
She reached forward,
towards a glimps,
of what was trying
to break
free
to another hand.

Spirits knew each other and intertwined.
They leaped and shouted and praised as tears whaled, flowing over, the darkness, drenching it, soaking it in water....

It absorbed yet the darkness did not change.

The woman walked away feeling changed outwardly yet inwardly still walking in the same darkness..

Eventually the water that had been absorbed, dried.
Darkness still held its cover.
Fear in and of the darkness, kept the woman from taking it off.

Thinking every chance she got, she would just touch a hand of aggreince, try to catch that feeling again and continue the cycle....

Until so many times....
So many years..... later,
that touch,
that flow of water, would not penetrate
the darkness became so hard and stale
the water would run right off

Take it off!
Her inner spirit cried
and ever connecting eye she met.
Take it off!
Naked you rise!

.. ( abore evil cleave to that which is good, being purged by the fire cleansed through the snow made white)

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

What are you

Guard your families, build them in, stop thinking conquering makes you men.

Water colored heartbeats painted On Stone reflections of life fiction and known
One day He will Hear and truly understand not of me yet your hand woven breaths strong and grand unnumerous to count as the sand able to quake every inch of water & land... leaving none to stand
Lord Lord Here I am turn me off and on again drive me hard string me low hold me tight watch me grow in your spirit overflow