Tag: Bible

‘Crucifying Jesus†’

Persecution. I was led to the Acts in the Bible today. The historical account of what happened to Peter and the rest of them who initially was appointed to tell the world about their experience, their testimony, about Jesus Christ. Nothing much has changed!

 Crucifying Jesus†
  
 I'm part of the body
 ‒that of Christ†
 the head
  
 the bullying of me
 is the bullying of Him†
 the name calling...judgment
 of me
 is the judgment of Him†
  
 I am special
 for He† is special
 if am part of Him†
 He† lives
 inside of me
  
 for:
  
 I am in Christ†
 Christ† is in me
  
 you forsake His† name
 deny His† claim
 I shall speak‒
 all the same
 –for He† removed my chains
 as to peter‒
 the angel came
  
 you crucify Jesus†
 when you crucify me
  
 you ignore Jesus†
 when you ignore me
  
 your faith is tested
 ‒as mine
  
 I cry for you
 as your doubt...revealed
 no longer can you conceal
 a heart...wasted
  
 for:
  
 I am in Christ†
 Christ† is in me
  
 not just words
 someone once heard
 but forever in flight
 the light
 ‒the saving bird
 who gave His† life
 –to redeem the world

(October 6, 2019)—Persecution. I was led to the following Scriptures today. Acts. The historical account of what happened to Peter and the rest of them who initially was appointed to tell the world about their experience, their testimony, about Jesus Christ. Nothing much has changed!

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‘The Way―Still in Dispute!’

Choices to follow is exactly that…a CHOICE! We don’t have to. That’s unconditional love. [Thou shall not kill? The Torah anyone? Hello! They killed Jesus, too! THOU SHALL NOT KILL! And NO ONE questioned/questions this!].

 The Way―Still in Dispute!
  
 two thousand nineteen years‒
 why...still questions
 why...still debates
 why...still doubt, disbelief
 when God† brings home‒
 unwavering tears
 that His† Son†‒
 still...not held dear!
  
 charges slammed against paul
 intended to maul
 by a people
denying the great hall
 for using them...veils in null
 to unleash a great stall
 against God†‒
 their voiced sword
was their draw
  
 oh! all these many years
 oh! so many useless tears
 ‒doesn't it feel a bit queer
 how evil continues its sheer
  
 after the sacrificing Lamb†‒
 God† gifted the Spirit†
 talking to us
as individual y'alls
 giving each...a different call
 instead of a slew of laws
 sending us to the wine
 –giving up to the ways of crime
  
 teaching us byway of paul
 there's one...love
the final law
 still...a crawl instead of a walk
 ways known better‒
 according to the dark
  
 all because...their attitude
in pissed off
 didn't...yet...thaw
 ‒God† using them
byway of the cross
  
 freewill...unconditional love
 they decided to withdraw
 spreading their anger
 like a slithering little claw
 not seeing
their self-inflected flaw
  
 years and years
spreading across the world‒
 their instilled fear
 as they tried to silence paul
 40 years, 40 years, 40 years
 ‒plus more years
 we don't live that long anymore dear
 ‒and questions rise?
 ‒isn't that a bit queer!
  
 as Jesus† rose above the law
 these people stripped love to raw
 spreading hate, egging hostility
 ‒'til rape, greed, murder
sincere's fall
 got up from crawl
 ran with come on y'all!
  
 the way to God†...in halt
 arrogance, ignore...their insult
 instead...the way to God†
the law
 they opened...wider
evil's vault
 for it
making everyone do summersaults
 happy in their material pursuits
 laughing at God†‒
 as they bang the wall
 mocking God†, cursing His† Son†‒
 at the drop of a jaw
 studying His† words‒
 pondering, pondering
 questioning, questioning
 instead of actions...good deeds‒
 allowing suffering to spread
 ‒becoming common law!

(September 11, 2019)―I’m been paying attention to the hypothesis of my writings…as in the people’s reaction. There’s next to nothing or deletion of it all together. Quite the opposite of Paul’s journey. ‘The
Way―Still in Dispute!’ was the answer I got this morning…byway of Acts 25:23-27 through Acts 26:30-32. Isn’t that something!

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‘The Divine’s Chase’ and ‘Chastisement…Useless’

You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink. Oh, how true that is!

 The Divine's Chase
  
 simon peter drew his sword
 a high priest's servant‒
 stood before the Lord†
 down came peter's arm
 a broken ear
sounded the alarm
  
 before His† disciples
 before armed men‒
 Jesus† healed that ear‒
 without needing a friend
 still...eyes were crippled
 in shackles, He† was taken
 ‒His† disciples had forsaken
  
 all around today's world
 worshiping of many gods
 still a bended swirl
 ‒so long ago
 what was written
twisted and twirled
  
 miracles shown to all who seen
 a resurrection on bended knees
 still
illusions behind smoke screens
 as common as movie screens
  
 why are you trying to see God†
 when you couldn't...can't
 even see His† Son†
 you can't even feel His† Spirit†
 you can't even be that clever
  
 you question the unseen
 but clearly
you've felt its beam
 you don't question the seen
 but clearly
allow its soul-spirit stealing ream
  
 you follow all these mega-churches
 with their millions in fame
 their fancy sermons
with lights that gleam
 ‒ages of expensive suits
and seats so clean
  
 but you don't see
the poor on the street
 living in dirt
 everyday...with evil...flirt
 you don't see
these millions
helping them
 finding a way
to shoulder them
  
 no...too much a burden
 reputations in forbidden
 on goes their money...overseas
 where eyes don't really see
 ‒truth of the unseen
  
 stories, stories, stories
 history, history, history
  
 how 'bout present day
 all it takes...is faith
 instead of mri'ing the brain
 searching, searching, searching
 for God's† remains‒
 try looking inside
 maybe with Him†
 you'll actually collide!
  

(September 9, 2019)—My fuck-you church awakens again! I sit day after day waiting for people to change, waiting for them to actually mean what they say. It’s been over 10 years now and I watch them fail their tests over and over again. It’s really sad because to say that you love then to crucify someone that you called friend, to ignore your parent when they’ve done nothing to you but say the truth, to ignore your family because they are doing what they are supposed to do is not following the way of love.

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‘Backlash’ (Crucifixion Vision)

You must learn to fight with your mind!

 Backlash
  
 He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
 –a warning
that will steal your laugh
  
 He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
 seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
  
 His† simplicity‒
 riddled with an interesting sass
 if you fall too far behind
on the graph
 He† has an unwavering strap
 administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
 in a dash
 giving you a chance
to bounce back
 from your deep, darkened nap
  
 but you haven't read
the telegraph
 you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
 you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
 or the blast
 you haven't even heard
the slush
 of His† slow drag
  
 instead
you waddle like an ass
 pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
 while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
  
 round and round
 lap after lap
 slowly distorting Him†
in every class
 mixing it all up–
 commoners can't even grasp
 leaving it all
to be given in mass
 not willing
to take on the task
 –it's all been a trap
  
 the mark of the beast–
 will be an easy lash
 they will be willing–
 without any wording sass
 let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
  
 how to measure gullibility–
 the strength needed
to cure this rash
 will take more
than attending a mass
 or around waist
wrapping a sash
  
 in the mind
will come the nag
 –a played-out invisible rag
 strange thoughts
making a face sag
 doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
 heaviness and confusion–
 mixing it all up in lag
  
 there's a better way to combat
 this dark invisible rag
 –powers hidden
once sealed–
 too high to be grasped
 it's now time
to bathe in its vast
 opening it up–
 the vaults...down...smash
  
 mind for mind...slash
 taking control back
 before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
 open up for a higher stash
 –sorting through trash
 with an energy in splash
  
 yes, He's† coming
 a warning in passing
 a chance to be given
for a new class
 a higher way
fighting in blast
 a choice in self's brass
 –thrive in eternity's musical jazz
 or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap

(August 24, 2019)―Wow! is how today began. A jolting out of bed at 4 a.m. to write. I didn’t want to get up. Three times I was literally jolted out of bed. I finally got up and I’ve been writing ever since. That’s what I’m suppose to do: keep writing.

I mentioned in a few writings that I’ll eventually have a section on here about my meditation journey…it will either be in a category or an entire section to itself. All I know is that I’m on an extraordinary journey and I’ve been on this journey for years now, only this time it’s elevated, and I’m to share the entire process here.

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‘To Not See in Shame’

Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!

 To Not See in Shame
  
 He's† coming–
 He's† watching and...tired
 nothing has changed
 all lost in shame
 playing a tireless game
 for simple gain
 ‒forgetting His† glorious name
  
 He's† coming‒
 your songs are deranged
 your mentality strange
 believing in sports' games
 gold chains and diamond rings
 leaving His† name
out of range
 condemning those who sang
 glorifying His† name
  
 He's† coming‒
 152 sets the range
 in time...sets the change
 choose which side‒
 you'll play your game
 then it will be set
 no more chances to change
 you choose
it's your time
 to arrange the change
 before time
gets out of range

(August 14, 2019)―It’s not fair you know. Being the bearer of such news. But it seems only fair. Micah in the Bible. I bet he felt a similar feeling. Only I’m not a prophet. All I know is that the book is written. The only one needed. No need for another. History repeats itself. The warnings always the same. How many times will it have to be?

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‘Pulling A Jonah’

Adhering to the Message!

 Pulling A Jonah
  
 you can run
but you can't hide
 upon you, lies God's† eye
 from one end to the next‒
 He† does not change His† tide
 He† remains the same‒
 in all colors of die
  
 no use in the pretend‒
 no use in loud or shy
 His† call to you to ride–
 to accept or to deny
 either way
you'll pay with your life
 eternity in die
 eternity in the light
 you choose
you have that right
  
 ‒that calling comes
from really high‒
 you can run
but you can't hide
 you...He'll† seek and find
 throw you in perils of life
 'til you accept with every sigh
  
 cry little birdie...cry
 He'll† wait
'til you get the right high
 bowing your head
reaching for the sky
  
 He'll† force your comply
 He† knows your heart inside
 His† calling
from within or outside
 important for the rise
 He'll† rage the water‒
 'til you submit to the cry
 then you'll see‒
 the beauty of the light

(August 13, 2019)―The things we do NOT listen to! Oh, my! Karen, you’re such a hard-headed child! Agreed! Agreed! The story of Jonah. That’s where I was led to this morning. I’ve written about Jonah before comparing it to the feeling of depression. That’s how I find the separate parts of each Scripture is: They tell us something different to each individual, but as a whole, the story of Jonah is much more powerful.

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‘What Says You’

I am woman and my faith is my Choice!

 What Says You
  
 defiance in its true nature
 reaches those too immature
 to know the difference
 ‒a veiled struggling creature
 avoiding words of the one
true teacher
  
 over two thousand years ago
 blood fell on hands‒
 those in the know
 as they began to sow
 deceptions made
of silver and gold
 dawning black hats and robes
 ignoring what Jesus† came to show
 choices of ignorance
they choose
 ‒God† released His† grasp
His† hold
  
 time slips in its venture
 here and there...new adventures
 ‒words remain
from the one and only teacher
 He† will come
without another lecture
 He† will come
in storms of weather
 they'll be no guessing‒
 go on being the hater, the abuser
 you won't have to wonder
 when it's time‒
 you won't deny
the presence of the creator
  
 so go on...go!
 be the reason
for destruction...hold
 be thoughtless and bold
 He's† coming!
 He's† coming
absent silver and gold
 He's† coming to decide‒
 who stays, who goes
 who rises, who He† shall behold
  
 152...a good number to consider
 ignore...it doesn't matter
 He's† never been the taker
 ‒a constant in giver
 lessons, tests‒
 giving all chances in reconsider
 now His† patience is on the damper
 time is over...in chatter
 get on your knees‒
 be the prayer
 change your heart
to the honest giver
 repent in matters of sinner
 ‒time in choose
is now on the ledger‒
 no turning back‒
 He's†  becoming the taker!

(August 8, 2019)—My spiritual journey is continuing. I’m not really ready to talk about it but I’m sure there will come a day. Today, I was led to Acts…pages that I never marked up. I have been questioning my journey lately. I’m a woman…as a former Catholic…I asked: I’m a woman. What authority do I have to talk about such things? I’m not kidding. The Catholic church has re-positioned the woman below man for hundreds and hundreds of years. I’m lucky to have finally had my eyes opened to their cruel injustice…truly against anything the Bible teaches!

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‘Time Allotment’

Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!

 Time Allotment
  
 there were so many‒
 but not quite like the three
 babylon, rome, egypt
  
 babylon wiped from the map
 rome...an enemy-insertion trap
 as egypt turns
to left-over scrap
  
 there were many other nations
 tribes around the world
 worshiping their gods
in a swirl
 disappearing...gone
 ‒their gods' validation
  
 God† over-shadows all others
 they last quite a while
then smothered
 God† doesn't interfere
doesn't even bother
 ‒leave them to the world's wonder
 just how many gods
are under the thunder?
  
 once mighty rulers
 having gold and emeralds
 hundreds of years‒
 forcing slaves
to dry them tears
 in each heart
placements of fear
 thousands of years
 controllers held dear
  
 all before: Jesus† appeared
  
 slowly, slowly rulers
 of such magnitude...disappeared
  
 are you blind...think so queer
 that you can out smart‒
 thousands of years!
  
 just three: babylon, rome, egypt
 oh my! thousands of years
 they had reason‒
 held their egos so dear
 forcing love to the rear
 live by hate, pride‒
 the shield...instilling fear
  
 but barely old enough
 to even see rough!
 built up pride and ego
 not even three hundred years!
 laugh, laugh, laugh
 ‒the emptying of the glass
 chances were given
to help you last
 ‒you're just using it in sass
  
 sweet, sweet land of milk and honey
 days are coming less sunny
  
 countries with more maturity
 countries with much more history
 fell to the feet
of the Mystery†
 ancestors left
with no one to call majesty
 ‒take heed to that of sincerity
 you're wasting a gift‒
 too young...a baby
 not even close to maturity
 ego, pride, greed‒
 wasted years in cruelty
 falling to the hands
of evil in royalty!

(July 5, 2019)—I was led to Ezekiel again today. Political mess. Shootings again in America. Not schools or theaters this time…Wal-Marts! I ask: Why not Target, or the malls, or Walgreens, or any other branded store. Why Wal-Marts? Strange occurrences. The schools. Sure there were a few out-of-sort shootings trying to throw it off, but mostly schools. Then theaters. Random? Across the country. Even less than six minutes from my house! Then a concert…I’m thinking it was going to be the first of many, but then security took over. Stupid really…to target a place like Vegas…that shit spills all over the country. I went to several concerts after. Security is high! Now stores….

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‘Renewing Spirit’ and ‘The Awakening’

For the Children…It’s a CHOICE!

 Renewing Spirit
  
 I wake up to an empty dawn
 raise my hands up
 give thanks...without a yawn
 knowing I wasn't deceived
 I wasn't a pawn
 by the One† wiser
than a fawn
  
 take me, take me whole
 in Your† arms...hold
 for I'm just in mold
 clay being recast
in gentle's bold
  
 awaken me
give me strength
 take me from death‒
 wash away my sins
 put joy in my heart
 weaken this defensive anguish
 steady my hands
calm my pulse
 give me the words
 to speak to them
like a boss

(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!

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‘Men of Songs’

Understanding depression and the veils by-way of Job!

 Men of Songs
  
 I thrash out my complaints
 I take the hurt, the blame
 put it all on my shoulders‒
 knowing
through all this rough terrain
 not one showed sincerity
not one came
  
 so I let tears fall
like rain
 open my mouth
my worded train
 feeling alone, empty
worthless...plain
 wondering if I'm really insane
  
 I cast out my stones to You†
 ‒Your† broken little dame
 all these tasks
my life...so drained
 not knowing the final aim
 just take it all in‒
 the arrows of false names
 on invisible ropes...I hang
  
 told...life is but a game
 learn to play it...you win fame
  
 You† and I know‒
 that's not how it's framed
 life isn't at all a game
 You†...no one can tame
 someone so righteous‒
 You† easily cast in flames
 and that person
will never be the same
  
 when this heart
feels weak in faint
 I look at all my I can'ts
 I re-hear all those filthy names
 know...none of them...I ain't
 but I know‒
 I'm such a tiny piece of grain
 and the only fame
to be claimed
 is that of Your† sweet, sweet name
  
 I'm so, so tired
of being maimed
 so tired of lonely's strain
 what have I gained
 on this hateful, lonely lane
  
 I know it's part of Jesus'†
 each and every vein
 I'm so weary...feelings‒
 my work done in vane
 so, I call on you...Jesus†
 please take all my complaints
 straight to our Father†
 ‒pull me out
this agonizing drain
 forgive all my trespasses
 turn me over‒
 to at least one heart
who feels the same
 ‒a bit of hunger
a bit of tame
 to do works of good‒
 in Your† sweet, sweet name

(July 24, 2019)—Our mothers. Veils. Mercy. I’ve been having a hard time putting my thoughts on paper lately. It may not seem like it but it’s still true. I end up writing it in my head then when I sit down, the same thoughts that I had don’t come out. I didn’t want to write anymore. For the past week or so, I’ve been in a battle with my self I guess you could say. I’m tired. I’ve been doing this work for seven years now. I’ve been writing and teaching and learning for over 10. I’m tired. But I’m to keep going.

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