Tag: freewill

‘Not Much’

To love…you make that choice. It’s not changing your mind. To truly love, you can’t change your mind because it is not with your mind that you love: It’s with your heart.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. The image of the double Orbs in the bubble, which appears many times since September 27th, stands for love…a two that becomes a one in harmony because of pure hearts truly loving each other and forgiving each other for each’s short-comings. The purple light coming from the bottom and shining on the Orbs stands for Jesus’ love. You can’t be truly in love without Him guiding you. He IS love.

 Not Much
  
 it doesn't take much to love me
 –your enchanting laugh
 sharing everything inside
 (outside is too surface)
 it's that place...way down deep
 where I know you–
 and you know me
 –the deepest of secrets–
 we keep
 between God†, you and me
 –and no one else
 gets to see
  
 it doesn't take much to love me
 in my arms...you're free to weep
 while letting me hold you–
 without having to be neat
 letting go...a time in baby
 knowing I don't think you're weak
 but courageous and strong–
 for letting it all out...seep
  
 it doesn't take much to love me
 it's having our song–
 you holding me gently
 never embarrassed–
 to dance with me
  
 it's touching my body
 desiring to hold me
 –whatever my shape...wanting
 giving me that security
 that it's my heart–
 that sets you free
 –not sexy or beauty
  
 it's building me up in strength–
 gestures and words in tiny
 just because you are happy
 –to be in my company
  
 no, it's not much to set me free
 putting me on a course–
 you...wanting–
 not needing...wanting
 to please
 in a world so hectic–
 slowing it down in ease
 –giving you back...all of it
 what you gave to me

‘Time to Pray’

It’s beautiful outside isn’t it? A peaceful time…give Thanks to God. For He is the reason it’s a beautiful day.

Note: The photograph that accompany’s this work was taken on October 15th. God’s talking. It’s simple. Listen.

 Time to Pray
  
 don't bow your head–
 mourn for the dead
 they are now gone
 you're still safe–
 in your home
  
 pray for your resurrection
 pray for spiritual protection
  
 lift your head

 you are not dead
 praise in solemn joy
 in loud sounds–
 raise your voice
 you're given this choice
 let your eyes moist
 then look up–
 not down at soil
 –your life's not yet
 in spoil
  
 pray for happier days
 pray to live the way
  
 unite together
 in these times–
 join and gather
 listen to your heart
 instead of falling apart

 all things done in darkness
 shines again
 with love and forgiveness
  
 pray...it's a time in rejoice
 pray in ease–
 leave out bitterness' claw
 –this is time to review
read over all the clues
 make a choice in go
 then let the heart grow
 forget long ago
 it's time to glow
 –let love flow
  
 pray in a unite
 pray for the light
  
 when all comes in fold
don't grow cold

see...as the sun peaks
 there in...love sneaks
take time in weave....
 pick up piece by piece
 those living in receive

  –leave those in decease
for all those gone...
 Jesus'† wide open
for the receive

 you who remain alive
 know your body didn't die
 open up...feel the vibe
don't fall to plight
 so you too...will walk
 in the light
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‘Soulful Fight’

True love. When you’re willing do hard love to save another person…when you sacrifice your own self, your own heart, to force the heal, God sees. When you do that, you’ve done Jesus’ work…laying a foundation for His love to take over.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken on November 9th. The bride and groom. The sign of Jonah plays an important part in this image. Resurrection. Heal.

 Soulful Fight
  
 I went after the leprosy
 with everything I had–
 in my raging diplomacy
  
 as you crucified me
 I forced my eyes in see
 there was evil lurking–
 in supremacy
 it had you by the balls–
 sucking you up
 in turbulency
  
 so I forced the trenchancy
 put my own life–
 in uneasy
 fighting in urgency
 in a faith-based vagrancy
 using a ferocious vulgarity
 mixed with heart-filled tranquility
  
 it was a war in predominancy
 a constant in persistency
 with a Jesus†-driven prophecy
 in scripture proficiency
  
 I refused to give in–
 to its juvenile delinquency
 as it continued
 its obvious redundancy
  
 no...I had a certain resiliency
 a God†-powered superiority
 –a whole lot of
 bayou-girl tenacity
  
 I wavered all my
 constitutionality
 plus my respectability
 –my inward-driven notability
  
 yeah, I rebuked its notoriety
 with a whole lot of animosity
 a bit of flavored immaturity
 –a bit of raging hostility
  
 no matter the difficulty
 I broke its embedded dynasty
  
 all to save your soul
 from a firing eternity!

‘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?

NOTE: Every word here is God’s message, not mine. I was to include how I feel and background information. Every link added here was by request from David to ensure that you KNOW that this is important. I’m also repeating myself again…this is very important. What I REPEAT, HE WANTS you to really know!

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
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‘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

‘I Work For You’

Keep pushing through. The gifts 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

 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...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
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‘Backlash’

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
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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
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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!
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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!
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