‘I Work For You’

Keep pushing through. The gifts a waiting are far more than you ever dreamed. Cry, scream, slam your fist into walls…know it will be okay. Your life is just beginning.—kel

(September 8, 2019)–Breathe. It’s okay.

Then Jesus said to His host, ‘When you give a luncheon or dinner, do not invite friends, your brothers or relatives, or your rich neighbors; if you do, they may invite you back and so you will be repaid, but when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed, although they cannot repay you, you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous.—Luke 14:12-14

 I Work For You
 
I'm here
struggling, too
run, jump...come through
my energy
I pass to you
in flight
I visit you
my love
I give to you
helping you get through
 
I work for you
say prayers in twos
we said our adieus
not in words of true
but in faces of blue
as pride and ego
forced the cue
–what's already written
in the book of truth
 
I know you see it, too
you feel my energy–
in heart, get through
leaving you
in tads of confuse
run, jump...come through
–it's the spirit of soothe
passing it all to you
 
look to the morning doves‒
as on the ground...lies the dew
no need to kneel in a pew
just look up‒
they are watching you
even hearing
what you're thinking, too
 
I work for you
in a manifestation clue
run, jump...come through
it'll be okay
whatever you're going through
keep going‒
the time line is right on cue
I'll be waiting for you
through all your doubt‒
through all the emotions
that swarm you‒
give it to the words do
God's† waiting on you
urgency in time's review
as I lay...working for you
knowing you'll get through
‒forgiven...will be
all your past dues

Canyon Vision

Canyon Vision August 29, 2019: Spiritual Training With An Invitation To the People

I’ve been through a number of spiritual training exercises during meditation, but never was I told to share them. This is way different. The message was to share the crash scene I was shown and get the people involved on the accuracy of this vision. So, I’ll go into it by explaining how this vision came to me. There were two parts to what happened during this meditation. The first part is very personal and it’s not time for me to share. I will later on, but currently I’m told not to. But the second part…I’m told to share.

I got the feeling that the point of this is to reveal how things work. So, I don’t know if this crash scene took place, but I got the feeling that it already happened. I have no idea how to find such an accident. So, if you do, comment, share articles and pictures of the real scene. And…if this indeed did happen, we all shall know!

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‘Vastness of Found’

To heal…you’ve first have got to die, you first have to be willing to die.

 Vastness of Found
 
I didn't go looking
I didn't take the trouble–
searching, seeking
I let it find me
knowing...to truly desire
in...will come the fire
without a fight or want
it just is
it was meant to be
 
so...in my heart–
I let it ride
each moment, each tiny wish
I let myself die
 
I waited for the collide
knowing one day...it would come
leaving me stranded
hopeless
misunderstood
a bit reckless
‒or so it seemed
 
I left it all–
to fail or win
just threw it in the air
I took whatever
‒even if it wasn't fair
 
years passed me by
time slipped faster and faster
one by one...they all said goodbye
as I lay...falling
‒as I began to die
 
after all the achievements
in my life
not one was...just right
all...was to move me
to the exact moment
–that moment in die
 
where suffering is in alone
absent of home
just a bed to lie
an imprisonment of die
as each moment
pain shoots from bone
as sexual excitements build–
some where
in an unfamiliar zone
 
feeling each inch of pain
as it travels through veins
searching for its way out
experiencing selfish doubt
wishing to be–
way up high
in the clouds
 
it found me
‒took me in
patience...as I struggled
against it
deep inside of it
the core of it
it struggles to release
what's trapped it
 
so I let it–
I'll continue to let me die
not anymore
will I hide
I want its pain
to suffer
nothing in vain
–so that I am rebirthed
giving away all that hurt
to fully understand‒
to die
truly means...to die
not a half-way sigh
but a full sacrifice
in order to be given–
new life
‒understand...it's very right

‘Mysteries Within’

You can wait for the hearse and never truly live or you can die now and live. It’s up to you.

 Mysteries Within
 
of all the mysteries
of the universe
it comes down to this–
the me here on earth
before they take
this body...away...in a hearse
 
of all that I've become–
it's going back in reverse
experiencing each moment
the collection of pain
in my bones
understanding what it deserves
then throwing it away
to the curve
 
of all that my body feels
it comes to wounds deep within
–what's so deeply hidden
trapped
forbidding me to feel
love...truly given

‘Buried Deep’

To Know the Hurt. To Examine the Hurt. To Release the Hurt…You’ve Got to Trust the Hurt.

 Buried Deep
 
something buried so deep
lives inside of me
keeping me from being free
in pain...trapping me
keeping me in captivity
 
please, unravel this mystery of me
uncover what secrets–
lie deep within me
holding me from happy
deep within me...strangling me
 
please, awaken this child–
whom lived so long ago
in an unwanting need
so young but with eyes to see
that put me in a prison
locking me up...way down deep
 
awaken this deep mystery
awaken it so...it...I can release
move on...to the better of me
–unchained and free!

‘Blessed Is He Who Bleeds’

To understand your pain, you’ve got to go find where it lies inside.

 Blessed Is He Who Bleeds
 
it hurts...the pain you feel
take a knee...kneel
sit in a chair...stare
lay in a bed...rest your head
give it all–
the Lord†...call
 
in all your discomfort
open the way...heal
there is one who cares
no need for fancy flair
you are not yet dead
listen to what's already
been said
 
no need for cards to deal
break open hurt's seal
whatever's given–
you can bare
to be reborn...is only fair
with Him†...do wed
re-feed what's already been fed
 
what is unseen...is the real
your constant, true meal
all the world...constantly led
but no one...yet...has met
it is found in quiet–
not in sounds that blare
so close those holes
then go inside the mind
you'll find Him†
waiting there

‘Suffering is Personal’

You have a choice. I chose my journey because He’s more important than man…yes, even my children. It’s up to man to have enough faith to fear Him as much as I do.

 Suffering is Personal
 
to cry is to water seeds
hunger is to know how to feed
–those in need
those accustomed to being the weed
 
to the Word I shall heed
no matter the cost–
no matter how much I bleed
it is written
it is my forever creed
–my vow, my chosen deed
 
all this hope I shall mead
I will adhere to what I believe
good...I will constantly conceive
open all that I am
for what I'm to receive
 
if I stand strong–
I can always be naïve
wear my heart on my sleeve
allow others...me...to deceive
allow others...me...walk away...leave
I'll never...in negative...weave
their meddling notion in unbelief
 
I'm His† child...this vine
forever grows through weeds
forever planting hope's seed
forever holding strong–
my intentions
in all I believe
for all creation: the sun, the mountains, the animals, the sea
the entire earth...everything
that my eyes see
even this air that I breathe
comes from the one and only 'He†'!
 
I'm His† child...open to all
there is to see
moved by what is unseen
what is to be
what is already deemed
all in the hope for souls
to be redeemed
–picked...one by one...those taken for weeds
but have been already chosen–
for the light...deemed

‘Renewing Spirit’ and ‘The Awakening’

For the Children…It’s a CHOICE!

(July 29)―It all led to the children this morning. It all led to the Coming and how it will affect them by way of their parents. Isn’t that something! I figured it was coming to this!

I was first led to Isaiah this morning then closed my Bible. Isaiah spoke of restoration and forgiveness, but I’m mad about a few things. That mad didn’t last. So, again I opened the book. 1 Thessalonians. It’s the first of two letters Paul wrote to those living in Macedonia and Archaia. Paul is in another part of the world (Athens)…did you read that right…the world…and has suffered a great deal of strife due to his spreading of the gospel of Jesus. He had already visited Macedonia and Archaia and they received him well. He is anxious to know if their faith is still strong. So, he sends Timothy. I’m including most of the Scripture here.

I’m also including two poems today. One written without Scripture and one written after I read the Scripture here. I’m reluctant to write this, so reluctant that I had to confide in an old friend who has knowledge in places that I don’t. His advice to me was to trust. So I am.

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