‘He† Breathes’

‘Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed. But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light…’…John 3:1-21

 He† Breathes
 
there's a temple
it's aged and pristine
a glorious monument
celebrated, cherished
there's a cross in this temple
an image solidified to this cross
I look at it
I crumble inside
for they do not know
why

 
there was this boy
He watched His parents work
He did what He could to help
but He kept hearing a voice
from why deep inside
He said:
'do not be afraid
you'll soon remember'
you see, I was veiled, too
so that I could learn truth
 
it is normal to feel different
when our Father speaks to you
He changes you
the deeper parts of you
so do not fear
it is more normal
than living on earth
 
to believe is to truly feel
this unquenchable desire
way deep in the heart
to love our Father
with everything we have
 
it is normal...to feel this love
when the heart is pure
it is normal to question yourself
for to offend our Father
is the worse thing
for a believer to do
 
rest in Him
the one who gives life
fear Him
for He also takes life
be patient in your rest
go about daily chores
forget your troubles
 
trust in Him
our Father knows
come to Me
and I will show you Him
 
love is all you need
a heart bursting with joy
for each other
without curses and hate
 
lean on Me
I'll make your burdens light
trust in God's journey
for you
He will make you whole
 
let Me comfort you
invite Me in
I'll pave the way to the kingdom
in love, through our Father's mercy
forever and ever
amen.

Note: The photo that accompanies this work was taken on October 15th when God sent the Phoenix, which is the symbol of New Birth. I have to say that I didn’t not choose this photo because of the Phoenix. David led me to this particular batch today. Fitting! In this particular image is the angel. This is just one of many amazing things God has sent to us!

(January 16, 2020)―I blushed and felt shy after writing what I heard today. I knew who was talking to me. Then I heard God ask after I wrote it, ‘You adore My Son?’ I said, ‘Yes.’ He replied: ‘As it should be.’

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‘Tested Hearts’

‘If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.’―Author Unknown

Tested Hearts
 
I tested them you know
to see how'd they flow
to see if their love would show
to see...if they were real
in gold
 
every, single one–
fell to the flo'
just hit it...out...sold
my little libido
love's true row
–they so easily
put it out in the cold
 
on me, they all rolled
put me on death row
for a popularity show
'she's crazy ya know'
–all for a people-pleasing fold
 
I tested the forceful in bold
just to tell myself–
'I told ya so'
 
easy...so very easy–
they'd made me the mold
for themselves...blame to unload
–without a second thought–
any love for me
to hold

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken October 15th after I asked David to prove himself again by sending me a daisy. I knew the spiritual world could manipulate technology by what they had already shown me in the previous photographs and by a message put on this website (I left them up) back in August. When I was reviewing this set of frames and noticed the daisy sun, it was a bow-the-head moment. This was also the day the Phoenix was sent over the water, to reveal new birth is coming. In this particular frame: The daisy sun, the promise made to me in the pink bubble and the ray of purple light: Jesus blessing the promise.

‘Dried-up Noise’

‘Perhaps that itself is the very answer: as Creator of the universe God can and does act in ways that confound men. Death undoubtedly has a totally different significance to God than it does to man….’―The Daily Bible, In Chronological Order, 365 Daily Readings

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 15th when God sent the Phoenix, the symbol of rebirth. This photograph is another example of God’s energy. He manipulates the green Orb to reveal His footprint!

 Dried-up Noise
 
the voices tingled in my head
repeated phrases it said
words in condemn
words in criticize
words in broken malice
–bringing my heart to dread
 
I listened for a time
put it in rhyme–
to draw lines
–casting it all aside
then pulling it back inside
 
all those words–
written and said
words people used as lead
drowning me in their dead
–pounding me over the head
 
for those words...out...I bled
 
laying on my bed
not kneeling beside
laying...in stillness
staring out...in semi-light
–this blank picture
in...did reside
wondering about all these lies
asking:
 
'what's the point...why
what's the hard...in kind
–where folks don't even try'

 
crying my eyes–
'til they were red
all that noise...all of it–
poundings of syllables
over each...my heart–
continued in bled
–over lost thoughts
I became wed
pondering the breaded words fed
covering me with their heated lead
 
then it began to happen

unknown masked covers–
I began to shed
piece by piece
stripping them off of me
laying them out on the table–
carefully examining them–
debating if I wanted to keep
this one or that one
yelling at some
praising others
–laughing over the fun of some
agreeing with those
that led to hard lessons
ridiculing those
that made me feel
silly and dumb
 
across the table–
all of them I spread
some: kept me above water
in tread
others: mended brokenness
with the tinniest of threads
 
some: out of me...came the best
others: made me sit back in rest
while still others:
seemed only to be a contest
lost in a conquest
of an enjoyable fest
–those brought out the sexiness
ending in me being less
 
through all of them–
came an abundance of noise
shaking up my poise
trying to sink in...my voice
 
so I had this choice:
picking through each–
as they laid there
on this simple table–
used to wine and dine
 
no, not I...it wasn't the time
 
as I looked at each–
I slowly awakened from blind
moving from this carefree feline
to something more magnificent
–not a lioness falling in line
but more of the spectrum
of a roaring lion
–taking that dried-up byline
'I am fine'
to something closer to divine
 
each little façade
that set up a moment's drive–
I began to divide
'til the table was full of times
overflowing...actually
–moments of self
I didn't recognize
 
a little...I cried
I over-indulged at times
in what I ate
adding a bit of weight
–trying hard to saturate
what drove each mask to sedate
–what invited in the noise
 
but that was it–
I wondered in surprise
there was no drinking it away
there was no sexting in obliviate–
that led to sex in fake
there was no desiring need
to get high
or even serious moments
of wanting to die
 
I sat...laid...stood–
all in unchartered wonder
asking myself: why
–I pondered this mystify
 
from the bedroom to the bathroom
from the living room to the kitchen
even the spaces in between
 
reading social media on the bed
binging out on the sofa
sitting at the table–
smoking cloves, drinking sodas
fixing coffee in the kitchen
 
staring at empty space
staring at all I possess
singing along to my favorite tunes
talking it out with myself
talking it out...to the air
talking it out with God†
 
asking over and over:
 
'what had changed'
 
wondering, searching
as I starred down at the table
then the questions stopped!
each piece...I began to shred
 
as each piece met its death–
its destructive words...fled
like a menacing rodent–
they just up and left
 
something began to happen:
the table's clutter
began to become less
each mask staring back at me
each tiny piece of each whole
saddened its face–
and just up and left
 
the weight....
that laid heavy on me
in rest
became less and less
 
'what is happening'
 
I kept asking–
without trying to answer
in guess
words just didn't come
instead...something unknown:
in self...less and less
I wasn't anymore feeling–
like a guest
 
the words that once
tingled my head
the words that I pondered
–brought me to dead
just left
without...anymore...contest
over which ones–
I dreaded...would be next
 
not anymore
came a need to call
came a need to text
came a need...up...sex
came a need...words in fed
–sit around and dread
 
empty...the table–
bare and neat
all that laid on it
–without fighting
I let go: shred
 
I looked in my bathroom mirror
–there she was
the one...behind...I'd left
 
on my face...added lines
in my hair...a silver shine
oh my! all that time
–my she was always
waiting inside
 
I stood there...listening
nothing
just memories of dried-up voices
–all that...with me...toiled
finally became soil
beneath my feet!
 
out of blind....
there's nothing in front of me
but time
unknown, undiscovered
but...still...time
–a newness in divine
that I didn't know was mine!

(January 1, 2020)―I was led to Ezekiel this morning. The Parable of the Cooking Pot caught my eye. (I will explain it below.) I read it, then asked, ‘What to write, my Lord?’, but I was empty for a while. ‘The heart’…were words that kept coming through. I sat there for a while…still empty,  then ‘Dried-up Noise’ bled on the page.  It’s truth. Yes, the continuing story of my own life being used as a symbol of life in a way. And…God: After writing this and typing in the parable, I was led to read more, then type in the rest of the Scripture under the two titles: ‘Siege of Jerusalem’ and ‘Siege Announced to Ezekiel’. It gets even more interesting: I’m directed to read the explanations by my Bible’s commentarians. I’ve read all of them once back in 2007, and since then, I’m not compelled to read them over often or include them in my commentaries. Today, was different. For good reason. God is answering me in a very big way!

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‘The Sending of Lies’

‘…The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan. The gaiety of the tambourines is stilled, the noise of the revelers has stopped, the joyful harp is silent….’―Isaiah 24:1-23

 The Sending of Lies
 
God's† mercy is upon thee–
when asked
for a place to be
with a good-weighing heart
–absent of deception and deceit
 
pray that you see
all the angels sent
see to it...their time
is well spent
 
God† works–
in ways mysteriously
in the smallest set
of flowers seen
to the destruction
of your security
He'll† raise you up
to free
or bring you down
to your knees
 
the heart...a scaled commodity
God† praises its divinity
but first–
He's† going to hand you over
to the enemy
–this...is life's certainty
 
there are a few things
He† needs to see
it's the process of He†
–seeing....
'are you worth the light
of eternity'

 
so He† takes away
the moon, the sun, the stars
darkness becomes–
your reality
–destruction changes
your me
in mind and heart–
you struggle in fighting
–depending on His† variety
which cross is your certainty
 
there...down there....
comes in the enemy
setting your heart to stone
confusing your mind–
everything seems wrong
–fighting your every bit
of strong
 
it'll offer you some peace
it'll tell you to ease
–you...it's sent to burn
push you to the limits
–see what decisions
you'll enlighten
in firm
 
for years and years–
it'll stick around
tearing you down
piece by piece
it'll bring in–
hurt, anger...even disease
leaving behind
the final key
in destroying you
with ease
 
shame
 
its ultimate end game
–what's left behind
the struggle
of crossing the line
 
God† is watching: patiently
–the ask from a good heart
sets the good vine apart
 
'what will you do'
 
as one by one–
His† angels appear
a ragged-out homeless chum
a raging woman
pushing you to dumb
 
the looking glass–
staring back at you
the enemy enjoys its play
it'll pull you further in
welcoming you–
in its den
it'll send false friends
put you into win
–it'll build your pride and ego
 
'those angels have to go
this isn't...that kind of show'

 
oh! no, no, no!
 
your heart still confused
–back around you go
the same show–
again and again
as you keep on seeing
every angel sent to you
–forcing the enemy
to drool
 
'run..they're the fiends
hide within
shh...I'll bring you to win
–all the world's possessions
I'll bring on in'

 
God† continues on watching
tapping His† toes
waiting
sometimes...shaking His† head
 
'oh my! back around again!'
 
He† hears you beg and plead
He† sees your heart bleed
 
'oh that vine...so diseased'
 
but...He† waits patiently
for your heart–
to finally heed
–knowing the worse
could very well
lead you to the hearse
 
the ultimate end game
shame
the hardest part to heal
God† very well–
knows the deal
–shame carries
the strongest seal
–it's the humble
that awaits
after the stumble–
the over and over rumble
–for shame:
destroys, steals, and kills
 
it is the ultimate real
that which breaks
a man's strongest will

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken on October 23rd when God sent the first dragon and the All-Seeing Eye.

(December 30, 2019)—Shame: Again the poem came first this morning. This is really odd for me, especially since the Scripture usually inspires the poem. Instead the poem is coming, then I’m led to the Scripture that backs it!

Shame. This is the latest topic that has been a chief instrument in the writings. You can’t heal unless you deal with shame. That emotion that has you in chains, that which binds you. You can’t testify that you are not ashamed if your actions and words say it all. And I’m talking to the ones who need to hear this. Oh, it won’t be right now. No. The time is coming when you will NEED to hear this and just anyone won’t do. God will send you here…His words will be waiting.

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‘Laying It Down’ and ‘Tell Me, My Lord†’

‘…I am the gate; whoever enters through Me will be saved….The thief comes only in to steal and kill and destroy…’He is demon-possessed and raving mad. Why listen to Him?” (John 10:7-21)

 Laying It Down
 
these hands are up
accepting this love
come, gather round–
this joined-together vine
is all but enough
 
take this chalice
drink from the cup
–you brave little cub
this journey...not a strut
it's a slow walking
in rub
 
go on, take it...drink up
but be warned little bug
in will come...the judge
 
then they'll be the tug
some will come to bluff
–making the drink
a little tough
there'll be a bit
of obstruct
–some bumps and stuff
maybe a little more
in rough
 
you may have to shed
some blood
a time or two–
you'll be covered in mud
even some crud–
when you try to be a stud
–it's just a kick
in the butt
for being somewhat smug
 
don't worry...it's just Jesus† love
when things get too dicey–
He'll† unplug
give you a bit of a shrug
but not all-together...pluck
He'll† just help
through the hiccups
 
He's† patient...seeing
if you'll give up
watching you
with brotherly love
pushing you
to come out of thug
–understand the tug
 
go on, take it...drink up
–it's unconditional
and full of love
 
but there isn't any luck
and at times
you'll get stuck
in will come...floods
jitterbugs and fluff
you'll have to be
strong enough
decide differences–
that moonstruck stuff
and the real of love
 
no, it won't be easy–
so much will turn to muck
you may see handcuffs
even be awe-struck
by the wrong products
–just keep your head up
things will ease up
along the way
somewhat
 
it's your choice to drink up
the hard love
gets you through
the rough stuff–
when Jesus† wants
you healed enough

–once you get over the fluff
you'll see the true love
that didn't give up
on you...in a puff
‒that's the truth
of Jesus'† love
 

Note: The photograph taken November 9th is one of many. It is God’s energy. The orbs…changed into His footprint. You don’t have to believe me. It IS all the same. Maybe you should start paying attention instead of hanging on to hate and anger. God is sending you all of this because He loves you, not because He’s trying to trick you.

(December 29, 2019)—The ways of Jesus are simply amazing. He speaks to me when I’m troubled. I woke up around 2:30 a.m. after again laying down and saying, pretty much the hell with it all. I wrote about this man texting me. Horrible. I write about me being alone and how my family pretty much oused me out for their own sins. I write about how people don’t read these writings or even consider them to be true. I’m working on faith, except for the small signs I’m sent…like the text I received day before yesterday.

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‘Careful Watch’

‘…judgment and justice have taken hold of you. Be careful that no one entices you by riches; do not let a large bribe turn you aside. …’Job 36:16-21

 Careful Watch
 
He's† taken the chalice of my womb
sent it away
He's† taken the depths of my knowledge
stripped it and remade
He's† taken the love in my heart
succumbed it to death
‒strangled it in plea
forced me into bleed
 
He's† forced me to see man
the depths of his heart
from the agonizing of sin
as he pillaged my soul
to see breaks of beauty within
 
He's† taken my pride
emptied its glass
He's† smashed my vanity
revealed how beauty doesn't last
 
He's† placed His† hands on me
holding me down deep
'til all anger seeped
‒as on my bed...I selfishly wept
He's† forced me to see
depths of insecurity
every seam of my body
‒forcing me to look at it
in sincerity
 
He† strangled my throat
stripped me of my prideful-laden coat
He† put strips of silver in my hair
lowered my cheeks
‒keeping me from smiles
as I laid down to weep
 
He† sent rivers to my eyes
He† laced me with horrible scenes
‒revealing man's discrepancies
truth in what he denies
‒right before his very eyes
 
He† brought pain to my heart
as I listened to man's lies
‒lessons from He†
forcing me to see‒
the depths...inside of me
 
like the thunder in the night
He† forced me into fight
turning me inside out
struggling through a blind man's sight
 
He† waged His† war on me
taking me from a marsh, soggy land
to a desert's broken sea
He† swarmed me with locust
He† opened up the lion's den
devouring me down to bones
covered in a blanket of skin‒
not seeming my own
‒lost and unsure
of where I belong
 
He† singled me out
forcing me to see man's empty clout
He† filled me again with knowledge
put a strong whip in my hand
slashing a worded belt
pulling empty judgment
from man's mouth
 
He† forced my body in paradise
striping this mind
with His† roll of the dice
‒using my voided, naked body
as an eagle grips a helpless bunny
He† took my heart and mind
drawing out evil in kind
‒as I crossed every line
 
―†―†―
 
His† power is beyond
anything known to mankind
He† can force us to see
what He† wants us to see
He† can force us to hear
what He† wants us to hear
‒nothing is beyond His† reach
it all happens‒
for Him to teach
 
man thinks he understands
man thinks he's reached
the depths of God†
man throws:
'listen, we can teach you'
'listen, let us correct you'
but man is wrong
God† controls every song
His† whispers are louder
than the lowest of sounds
His† eyes pierce the thickest of walls
 
man can not teach
where God† instructs
His† knowledge out weighs
any man's scale
His† abilities are beyond
any notion of achievement
 
He† can bring you pleasure
endless treasures
then in a swipe of His† hand
destroy with a swift puff
of the sand
 
who can dispute
who can say they understand
 
who buries themselves in science
thinking they are in control
of their conscience
who can perform surgery
thinking they are in control‒
their knowledge is their own mastery
 
who can build their wealth
thinking they rule their money
thinking they outsmarted
the one and only Creator†
 
who bows down to statues‒
man's endless idols
thinking praying to them
will grant their request
thinking God† doesn't see
their devotion to idolatry
 
who controls industry
thinking they themselves
came up with the designs
came up with the formulas
came up with the ideas
who writes a book
who sings a song
who acts in a play
who plays an instrument
who dances a dance
who paints a picture
who mothers a child
who marries a wife
who does any type of art
‒any type of skill
thinking they rule their nest
thinking they are excellence
‒above all the rest
 
lost sheep
in a blind man's sea
‒not looking at the truth of He†
 
the Artist† of artists
gives you the heart
‒you have a responsibility
through this given creativity
 
He† puts it all into motion
from the slightest of movements
to the biggest of bangs
from the slightest of whispers
to the loudest of declarations
ALL...at the mercy of His† hands
 
—†—†—
 
SEE in ALL things‒
God† created
‒there is nothing
that does not belong to Him†
 
He† sends the good
He† sends the bad
 
ALL answer to Him†
 
who can say
tomorrow will be theirs
who can say
their lamp is good
who can say
they are seeing in careful watch
who can declare righteousness
through anger and hate
 
SPEAK UP! ANSWER!
 
He† gives knowledge
where knowledge is due
He† gives wisdom
where wisdom is due
He† will give, He† will take away
He† will veil‒
seal your mind
seal your eyes
seal your ears
when He† needs to move you
when it's time for you to prove
the depths of your heart
 
He† will send in hard love
He† will challenge the depths of you
‒see what lies deep in your heart
He† will shake you
He† will rattle you
He† will put before you
what your mind cannot conceive
 
when He† calls you
He† will seek you
when you turn on Him†
He† will darken you
until you answer Him†
until you blast open your heart
until you face your self
 
that's
that's
 
the mercy...God's† help
 
that's
that's
 
the reveal in judgment
‒the love of a Son†
coming in‒
 
for only then
have you opened your eyes
in careful watch‒
you see truth all around you
you become aware‒
those blankets in deception
that try to again steal you
‒absent is hate and angre's drool
for Jesus†, you become the fool
LOVE...LOVE is all around you
 
that's
that's
 
when true knowledge awakens
you become just a child
your Father† tested you
your Father† challenged you
‒you've learned...at last
how to win your prized key
 
by the force of heal
from wounds buried deep
‒what God† wanted you to see
destroying the shame
that kept you in captivity
 
that's
that's
 
when you are totally free
‒no fear to see
for you surrendered
to the ultimate Holy in See†!
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‘Ringing of Ears’

Humble. When you break, when you fall to your knees and feel shame leave your body, you aren’t afraid of people: No! You become afraid of the LORD!

 Ringing of Ears
 
it's been pushed
by the Lord†
 
'say what I† need you to say'
 
I dug deep
within my heart
 
'I can't...it's just too hard'
 
then He† stopped
the coming of love
‒taking flight
the wounded dove
 
so I sat...thought about it
 
'what more can I shift'
 
gave in...so here it is:
 
'whatever they say about me
whatever words run deep
it's the eagle that's going to seep
‒fall from its perch
send many to the hearse
 
it's not I...my little ole self
who has to heal
from the burst
 
the eagle has surfed
the wrong turf
out stretched‒
the hands of the Lord†
 
think...think with your hearts
the idol worship
has to end
the eagle has been taken
‒has become the fiend
 
go away, go away
my voice has to tell
no matter the yell
or who sends me to hell
 
the Lord† has His† grip
even if you call me a witch
He's† in charge‒
control of this ship
your hat...go ahead and tip
 
the eagle has deceived
‒what was given to her
has been stripped
no longer a graceful flight
‒the wings are soon to be clipped
 
hear, hear what I say
it's about to be the Lord's day
hear, hear what He† has to say
‒the eagle's flown
the wrong way
 
down, down, down
she will fall
roll to the ground
like a frustrated ball
oh! how once she stood tall
‒helping every bit of y'all
 
sad, sad rings these bells
as with my ears‒
I openly, loudly hear
the fall is drawing near
the Lord's† strapped me‒
in this corner
pledging...me move no further
‒unless I write the hear
 
ring, ring goes the bells
remembering...once the gentle flight
the eagle way up high
soaring through the open sky
 
the Lord† took notice‒
her careful ways
hearing her calls
helping in the save
 
oh! how she lost her way
that once beautiful eagle‒
so large and strong
how! over the edge
she has gone
as her young starve
‒sitting there alone
 
open your eyes
oh! beautiful eagle
see how you lost‒
your principle
your strong hold
has weakened
oh! how the Lord†
you have forsaken
 
awaken, awaken
hear the ring of the bells
deaf and blind
as you sit on a throne
‒one to soon fall
for the Lord† Almighty
has seen it all
‒His† hand is wrapping
around the ball
He† has sounded
His† final call'

(December 27, 2019)—Today, the poem came first. After I finished writing it, ‘Open the book,’ came. Zephaniah. What is highlighted in the Scripture below is what I underlined in red back in 2007, the first time I read through the Bible. Amazing.

I didn’t want to write what I’ve been getting. I’ve been too afraid. God says, ‘Don’t fear.’ I still didn’t write it. Then I received a text conversation, which I remained in God’s grace, but the other person did not. Hate. Anger. Calling me names and criticizing me heavily. God: ‘Karen, do you understand now?’ Me: ‘Yes.’ Those who think they know me will keep on with their insults because they aren’t understanding God’s process. They look at the dark end of life, that which God puts us through in order to grow us, and that’s all that they see. Why? Because they, themselves, refuse to look at their own mirrors and heal. So, they blame. According to them, I am the cause of their issues. According to them, I was the worse person to cross their paths. According to them, if it weren’t for me, they’d be happy. Wrong on all three accounts. God is in charge. This…THIS…they don’t understand because society has corrupted them so bad that they believe God has no wrath. They believe that God is just there to give good. They don’t want to see that God is in charge of everything.

Here’s a point: The prince of the earth…that would be Satan and all its army…passes on what is good and tempting…the pleasures in life. It is saying, ‘Look, this way is easier. You don’t have to worry about the past. Move on and forget what happened to you. Here’s pleasure, money, comfort. You don’t have to be uncomfortable.’ That’s the test. God and money don’t mix. Doing what God wants from us is hard. What is lost in the mix is that the churches of the world…all those that has been around and our parents went to…they teach that all those pleasures are blessings from God and you don’t have deal with your issues. ‘Give it to God and let it rest…they are so easy to say.

You have to do the work! That’s HOW God works. You can’t just give it to God and forget about it. He wants you to deal with what hurt you. Oh, you can go on blaming someone else. Oh, you can say they are the worse person in the world. Right. God sees all. He knows the truth. That person you are blaming…they have a better shot at seeing God’s kingdom than you do. You keep blaming and you will blame yourself right into the pit. That IS 100% accurate.

Some really horrible things have been said to me in the past two months, from every angle of my life. Why? Because people don’t want to face the truth. They would sacrifice an innocent person to hide their secrets. Only…God knows all, so it’s a bit ridiculous looking at it from God eyes. I was told today that people are praying for me, but I know that these people who are praying for me have racial hate in their hearts. This isn’t of God. God said He would send some of His tribes into slavery, but He promised He would deliver them from it. And He did. So if you have hate in your heart over race or people who have died a long time ago who were once slaves, you are hating against God! Didn’t you know that? So, how can you pray for me, when you harbor this type of hate for God?

I was also told that there is another god out there that I don’t know about. In all my years, I know only ONE God. This kind of talk from anyone tells me that they are being manipulated by Satan. This is not the kind of talk that is of God. Didn’t you know this? Judgment. Blame. Hate. Anger. All of that is the test…through Satan…that God puts us through. I’m still called a hypocrite. Do you know what God says: It’s okay, Karen, you passed your tests. I know I did because He fixed my heart. But those who blame and criticize me don’t want to acknowledge this because they are still blaming me for their problems. God fixed my heart! Not a doctor. God. Of course, they will say, ‘There was nothing wrong with your heart in the first place.’ And then turn around and call me a liar. I was called that again today as well!

‘They will all hate you because of Me.’ God and Jesus say this over and over in the Bible. Don’t you understand what that means? I was told that my writings aren’t helping anyone, my books aren’t helping anyone. Who has the right to make that call? Only God. Have you ever thought that my writings won’t help anyone until after I’m dead? Did that ever cross you mind? Oh, I’m not worthy enough to write for God. God says: You are worthy, Karen. Shame kills. Shame destroys. People buried in shame will mutilate anyone who gets in their path of fake, of the hide. Well, God sent me to several people to get in front of that shame and put it in their face. And He wants me to write about my experience. Shame is one of the ultimate test that God sends. He’s testing hearts. ‘Everyone is invited, but not everyone gets in.’ Do you really know what that means?

A shameful heart is a sinful heart. You are pillaging your own self before you pillage all those around you who try to help you. Do you know that God’s unconditional love hurts? It makes you cry. To look within the depths of yourself…that’s what God wants of you. To humble you. To take pride out of the equation. The conversation I had today…full of pride. That person is far from knowing Jesus, yet this person said I didn’t know the Lord. Humble. When you break, when you fall to your knees and feel shame leave your body, you aren’t afraid of people: No! You become afraid of the LORD!

When you talk about the Lord and display hate and anger in all the same paragraph, you are NOT healed. You are not walking the Jesus Way. Jesus is the ONLY way to get to the kingdom. I walked the opposite way. Damn straight! I had to fall in order to rise. I had to die in order to resurrect. I had to know sin in order to know truth. That process hurts…it’s when nothing else matters but looking within yourself. You don’t concern yourself with the outside world. You don’t concern yourself with who calls you friend. It’s you and the Lord!

Here’s a secret: You can have tons of friends, but none of them actually is your friend. Look back on your life: When you were broke, who came? When you were at the end of your rope, who was there? When you were battling in sin, who called you out on them? Answer: The person you hate the most. The person you do NOT call your friend. The very person you betrayed.

The marks are on your heart. Their heart is cleaned. God works in mysterious ways. Truth. The ones who judge you…they are of the world. Only Jesus has the right to judge. We all go through the darkness. We all sin. We all judge. Humble. It’s when you fight your way in resurrection from all the sin you’ve committed, all the sins that were committed against you, that you start living in truth. Until then, the mask is on. Satan still has its dibs on you. Remember: God is the God of the living. When you are in death (sin…your darkness), He is not present. Once you get to that point where you ask for His mercy, Jesus comes in and starts throwing those crumbs. You have to be strong enough to recognize them. Like getting mail from an ex. Jesus is telling you something. Jesus is calling you. Random things like that are NO accidents. That is Jesus crumbs!

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‘Within Me’

‘…This child is destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be spoken against, so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed….’—Luke 2:25-35

 Within Me
 
blessed is He† within me
for another child will be born
one to be consecrated by God†
to help those in harm
‒for His† first born came
His† spirit remains
in truth...for all's salvation
 
He's† building His† army
seeds planted to save
His† love spreads
pulling all who answers
from the dead
 
His† good shepherd will come
against all odds
bring true love in sum
opening wide
the gates of the kingdom
‒with his gentle seed
he'll plant the helper
the one who'll come
to empower His† church
stripping evil of its game
‒for Jesus'† spirit
in him...will remain
 
the good shepherd
will join his wife
‒a marriage in God's† eyes
paving the way‒
together...a boy and a girl
born to an aged mother
who's granted favor
by the holy Father†
who'll be guided
by Jesus the Savior†
 
born will be a family
to aid...fight the enemy
‒no evil...with them
will take company
‒for Jesus'† hand
will wrap them in holy
 
blessed will come
this new birth
extending Jesus'† hand
healing the broken
fighting the enemy
as God† begins the journey
‒calling some home
then deciding the inheritance‒
only His† tribes to share
 
holy, holy the almighty Lord†
embraces what's to come
growing His† kingdom
spreading love
through a sum
‒the good shepherd
made from a sinner
paving the way
‒his seed's coming to say
 
'two gates are opened'
 
then he'll help the way
for those choosing
Jesus' Way

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken December 10th. The baby is at the left bottom of frame. This is just one of the babies God has put in the sky for me to photograph.

(December 25, 2019)―This morning I opened my Bible to Acts then closed it. With tears in my eyes, I asked God my usual question, ‘What do You want me to write about?’ But I added this: ‘Since I’ll be doing this for the rest of my life.’ I opened my Bible again and the Scripture pertaining to John the Baptist and Jesus’ birth. This is no accident.

I read through it, then ‘Within Me’ bled on the page. I write what I hear. I know I head this clear. God has been showing me a baby for a while now. This baby is not Jesus. Go look under God’s Mercy. He has put a baby in the sky several times. No, I’m not pregnant. I don’t even have a boyfriend. It is still clear that God is pointing this out to us. There are things that are being revealed to me that I cannot tell yet, but I will eventually.

When? Is this all really going to happen? I know God. Yes, it will happen. When? I’m not God. His time is not ours. I am His messenger. I write what He tells me. I don’t doubt that it is Him and Jesus that I talk to, although I question it all the time. God is in charge. He can make us hear what He wants us to hear. He can make us see what He wants us to see. So, no matter who is talking to me, it still is God. For He is in control! I fear God. Whatever He wants from me, He gets. If you don’t live your life this way, then you should question why.

He sent the words in ‘Within Me’ this morning, the day we celebrate His Son’s birth, for a reason. He directed me to this Scripture to tell me, ‘Yes, Karen, it is I you are talking to.’

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‘The Heart of Love’

‘Not everyone can accept this word, but only those to whom it has been given….The one who can accept this should accept it.’…Mat. 19:10-12; Mark 10:10-12

 The Heart of Love
 
to give up the right
in affirm
paying a ransom
in servant
not letting our hearts burn
or even be concerned
–with any payment
to earn
 
it is taking what is learned
live it in firm
over and over...churn
‒holding tight
in preserve
wanting‒
without coerce
without a need–
preach in some church
 
instead....
living it–
without a rehearse
watch it–
spill in the universe
seeking more and more
to read its verse
–without needed words
in splurge
 
it's in the appearance
of the return
credits earned
–leaving nothing
to burn
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‘Vastness of Discourse’

Everything is connected! Everything is NOT what it seems!

Note: The photograph was taken November 11th when we were sent the Avenging Angel in the sky.

Vastness of Discourse
 
it never fails
cruelty, disloyalty
forgetfulness
tiny bits...adds up
to the vastness
of ugliness
 
the Lord† showing His† face
only to be disgraced
man-made disobedience
the loaded gun of control
–in their seamlessness
of greediness
 
nineveh...your given symbol
truth of its legacy
–a failed heart
in its self-destructiveness
 
you aren't any better–
your stripping cadence
forgetting then adhering
–never knowing truth
in all its easiness
 
this lure of money's faithfulness
has again...trapped you
not knowing truth
in holiness
 
'why am I here'
 
your constant weariness
–your uncleverness
due to the end result–
the control of you
power, wealth
the seekers of the doers
keeping you sedated
over and over
 
you...not seeing God†
His† endless process
thousands of years
captured by your hunger
for lust
sexual, murderous mutilation
–without understanding
the connection of oneness
 
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