‘On the Ledge’

The Lion’s Den. What is it? It is a symbol as everything that God does in the Bible, before, during and after Jesus’ life. The Lion’s Den…God will bring us to strife to test us but if we trust in Him, He will bring us out.

On the Ledge
 
Lord†, I'm standing here
Your† voice to hear
I'm doing this‒
so please control this fear
not of people or anything
of this world
but being alone, losing time
missing those of my own
for doing this work‒
I have nothing to give them
‒not even a home
 
my heavenly Father†
I know what You† said
You're† with me
and for me to not be afraid
I'm trusting
each and every day
 
and You† know what I'll say
anyway
going way deep inside here
looking at my deepest fears:
 
it's argument, strife
having to stand up...fight
 
it's pushing through
giving hard love
and trying to not be the fool
but knowing You†
and what You† need
us to do
 
it's having to break a heart
but keeping from
tearing it apart
so each piece can sort
‒healing can pullout
the deepest darts
 
it's being yelled at, cussed at
cursed out by someone I love
but not giving up
taking strength from above
‒using that as my glove
instead of pushes and shoves
 
it's saying truth
going against all traditions
pulling out secret formations
using every known Jesus† tool
to help heal and sooth
even if the one needing healing
is horrible and cruel
lost in the addiction
of traditions
that were never true
 
Lord†, these are my fears
these cause all my tears
 
and even through
these I fear
I'll get pass the tears
and even if I'm made
to feel queer
I'll do them anyway
‒help pave the way
their souls
not to be sheered
but instead cheered
as they enter
Your† heavenly gates
 
‒that is worth all the tape
all the anger and hate
all the moments in fake
 
that walk
that gate
 
changing a fate
living Jesus'† way
so they‒
the unhealed
are not late
for that perfect date

(August 19, 2020)―I was led to Daniel in the Lion’s Den after I wrote this. Amazing! If we go through hard and trust in the Lord, He will rescue us unharmed. I covered the story of Daniel in the Lion’s Den in Disbursement of Truth and The Lion’s Den.

The Lion’s Den. What is it? It is a symbol as everything that God does in the Bible, before, during and after Jesus’ life. The Lion’s Den…God will bring us to strife to test us but if we trust in Him, He will bring us out. There’s so many ways that God will do this and we just have to be prepared for them because they are going to come if we want them or not. This isn’t our show, this belongs to God and He will test you to see what you are made of.

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‘Equal Parts’

God is waiting on you and you are taking too long to respond. He’s given you adequate proof that what is sent through me is from Him. Time is ticking. The button has been pushed. It’s up to you to decipher what He has sent thus far. He already knows that your faith is weak. He already knows how many people will die. Will you be one of them? You have a chance to change that number…more or less?

Equal Parts
 
you are not better than me
I am not better than you
together
we are sinners
set in small parts
equal before the Lord†
 
we are given chances‒
jump
over...under
fences
then judged by agendas
not circumstances
 
will we abandon others' needs
or give until we bleed
will we warn for safety‒
protecting others
‒even for precaution's sake
or will we forsake
know but not tell
for fear of society's yell
‒that would sink us to hell
 
our judgment comes on merits
not what we say
‒but what we do
 
how will we respond‒
will we see and hear
in love
or will we judge‒
through hatred, lies and fear
 
are we willing to risk
‒go against society's twist
show our faith in Jesus†
even as they attack us‒
condemn, crucify us
 
can we live as we speak
‒putting God† and Jesus†
on social media walls‒
can we truly live the call
‒not be afraid to fall
 
you are not better than me
I am not better than you
together
we are sinners
set in small parts
equal before the Lord†
 
living our lives in parts
makes it all‒
not hard
for we are part
of the Lord†‒
actions of the heart
‒instead of through
hate, lies and fear‒
we live in sincere
‒without anyone
to sheer

(October 4, 2019)—God’s time is not ours. I waited yesterday for someone to show up because I was told they would. (The numbers 3 and 13 played an important role in this event, so I was sure it was going to happen.) I cried because I felt betrayed when they didn’t show up by 10 p.m. I said my peace to the Lord, letting Him know I was not happy, even though He already knew. Then I fell asleep for the first time in a very long time without a sleep aid.

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‘Fight!’

Crimes against you…it’s nothing to do with you. It’s a test of will…those God holds dearest are tested the hardest. Don’t give up! Don’t lose faith.

 Fight!
 
put your heart
into it
fight the beast
of it
cry, yell, scream‒
beat the walls
of it
‒tear it down
to bits
you got this
all the evil‒
resist
 
fight, fight, fight it
 
you can get
the best of it
 
strip it, yank it
‒it wasn't your bit
it wasn't your fault‒
in any of it
 
destroy that bitch
 
fight, fight, fight
 
punch the shit
out of it
be bigger than it
you've got this
 
scream...hiss!
 
tear it
to fucking bits
 
fight! fight!
fight it!

(Written October 4, 2019)

‘Undo What’s Done’

You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!

 Undo What's Done
 
you are His† son
a tiny dot of sun‒
that can wage wars
beneath the stars
from so close
yet so far
 
I feel it all‒
deep inside
‒you have
what it takes
undo what's done
‒show the world
your sum
 
you are His† son
larger than life
cut by a knife
bleeding deep‒
from the inside
‒throw it, throw it
far from your outside
grow outward‒
don't hide
 
prove to Him†
you are more‒
than just a son
‒you are a light
shining
from a darkened sun

(Written September 25, 2019)

‘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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‘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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