Tag: God

‘A Faith’s Window’

You don’t need permission to do what is right. You don’t need to ask what’s in your heart. You already know that. Follow that.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 11th.

 A Faith's Window
  
 it's preparing for rain
 when the sun is bright
  
 it's saying truth
 when it's not even–
 expected of you
 knowing–
 it's safe within you
 being something–
 only you knew
 ‒but feeling a pull
 a little hurt to deal
 doing what is real
  
 it's understanding the storm
 to set things right
  
 it's making moves
 ‒just something
 you have to do
 without being told to
 even when no one–
 understands you
 even when they see you
 as a fool
  
 it's staying the course
 no matter the force
 going against the core
 never asking any man–
 what for
  
 taking it straight
 to the Lord†
 for you just know
 He's† in charge
  
 it's being in tuned–
 to your emotions
 hearing what's inside
 letting it overpower–
 everything outside
 –arguing and debating
 alone in a closed-off room
 but never giving into doubt–
 without evidence given
 to what's it all about
 –just doing...even in gloom
 because you heard it–
 from deep within you
  
 when all seems dark
 everyone telling you–
 what to do
 –so lost and confused
 knowing truly–
 what to do
 even if others–
 don't want you to
 –it's coming
 from deep within
 void of family and friends
 –digging deep...trusting
 for you heard the Lord†
 talking to you

‘The Alpha, The Omega’

I ask the hard questions. I want to know. And do you know what? God wants me to know.

 The Alpha, The Omega
  
 He† is
 therefore
 you are
  
 words you say
 words you hear
  
 things you see
 people you meet
  
 places you go
 things you do
  
 things you write
 art you paint
 songs you sing
 pictures you take
 roles you play
 ‒task you perform
  
 from birth 'til sleep
 ‒the works of He†

(December 10, 2019)—This continuation of the Lazarus Scripture from ‘In Good Faith’ leads to a strong breath of foretelling. Of all my young years, no one told me this and I was raised a Catholic. Why? Why didn’t they point this all out? I was a child eager to learn and I don’t recall anyone telling me this foretelling deal. Why didn’t they tell me the reason for the Bible? Why didn’t they tell me that God was all in a way that a child would understand?

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‘In Good Faith’

‘…Are there not twelve hours of daylight? A man who walks by day will not stumble, for he sees by this world’s light. It is when he walks by night that he stumbles, for he has no light.’…—John 11:5-16

Note: The photo that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. Jesus love as it is told to me, as I believe what I’m told.

 In Good Faith
  
 I pillaged
 my sorrowful soul
 filling up
 an empty bankroll
 with dried-up tears
 in cold
 trying desperately
 to unload
 ‒tiring moments
 in fold
  
 then Jesus† comes in‒
 pulls my restless body
 from the cold
 shows me
 there's no loopholes
 in this faith-bearing role
  
 He† directs me over and over
 prophets, disciples, apostles‒
 all forced down the foxhole
 doubt lingering
 under a microscope
 all needing signs
 ‒the tiniest
 of pigeonholes
  
 'I know...but please
 give me a porthole'
  
 as God's† faithful heart knows
 humans must fight
 the trolls
 signs needed
 for the role
 so easy...to show
 who's in control
  
 not offended...He† abides
 His† chosen souls
 ‒erases doubt
 emptying
 of every bit
 of the cajole
  

(December 8, 2019)―The story of Lazarus. That’s where I was brought yesterday. But I wasn’t told to post it yet, instead after prayer with David, I was instructed to get my nails done. I’ve been wanting to do this, but I kept putting it off. My nails get quite long and when they reach a certain length, they get really hard and when one breaks, it usually breaks by the skin part, which hurts. And that…the nail parlor…is where this story led me.

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‘Rapture’

I don’t want to believe Him. I didn’t say I don’t believe Him. I said I don’t want to believe Him. It is true all the same. God doesn’t lie. He is truth. Jesus is truth. Truth is. You can’t defend what is. God’s will is. And what is…is. And what God’s will is…will be…therefore, it is.

Note: The picture that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. I haven’t finished putting up all the photographs taken this day. There is no rush as there was before. What will be will be. You will pay attention after God makes His move, for your faith is weak. (This is His message not mine.)

Rapture
  
 on earth‒
 lives all creatures
 in each‒
 lies a common feature
 one so misunderstood‒
 confusion set
 by so many preachers
  
 in came our teacher
 setting things straight‒
 before His† departure
  
 but control was always
 man's infrastructure
 a way to push‒
 the foreclosure
 ‒the ways
 of the stagnated vultures
 ‒forcing many
 into dried-up pastures
 as their man-made kingdoms‒
 they nurture
 ‒building up
 to in-the-now pleasures
  
 here's something to measure
 a good shaking-up lecture:
 a soul...beings under the texture
 live forever‒
 despite man's literature
 ‒this...where...in comes
 the mixture
  
 by man's hands‒
 the mind-bogging massacre
 where man thinks‒
 he conquered
 byway of the conjure
  
 this inside being‒
 driven by
 a higher chauffeur
 ‒one with
 a divine signature
 ‒in the moment
 of departure
 it leaves
 without torture
 ‒up or down‒
 depending
 on its nature
 ‒the heart's activity
 in haggard
  
 you see
 only a body's exposure
 ‒already gone
 its inside architecture
  
 so when comes massive
 in measure
 bodies will remain‒
 seen as volatile in nature
 by those stuck‒
 in man-made pastures
 ‒a common mistake 
 in manufacture
 ‒typical...man-driven legislature
  
 'everything
 is not what it seems'
  
 pay attention‒
 to the ultimate wizard
 the one controlling‒
 backwards and forwards
 He† who makes‒
 the rain and the blizzard
  
 He† will come in seizure
 bust up your infrastructure
 for He† is
 the ultimate investiture
 ‒leaving you sit
 in questionable wonder!

‘Pondering of Heart’

Jesus Speaks. What He said then applies to NOW as well! You haven’t heard…still!

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 11th. The Orb near the cloud formation is telling us what to watch for in the photograph. The avenging angel slowly makes its way across the sky. You can ignore or pay attention. God always gives us a choice. His promises are coming all the same…if you believe or not. When it happens, don’t ask, ‘What the fuck is going on?’ He’s already told you through me. You just refused to listen and prepare.

 Pondering of Heart
  
 it's abundantly clear–
 a treasure
 from the house of asher
 –a simple, loud gesture
 giving, not taking–
 in the wavering
 of survivor
  
 don't look behind–
 in the rear
 what's lost...became
 of the wedding crashers
 taking, taking
 without thought–
 of the whiner or the loser
  
 from out of darkness–
 comes light
 from an impending doom–
 to...there's still room
 –stretching these arms
 peace raging–
 out of the storm
 –for someone
   sounded the horn

(December 5, 2019)―‘Pondering of Heart’, written on the 3rd, has taken me a while to think over. What Jesus has to say in the following Scripture is serious, and I usually write for God. Writing something for Jesus is a whole different emotion for me and I’ve been nervous, for He is my brother and my love for Him…always brings me to tears. Hard love. He had to dish it out as well and He’s showing me here that no matter how you put it, they won’t see if God doesn’t want them to see with their eyes. God’s biggest test is this: Can they see with their heart?

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‘Tests of Worth’

What is life worth to you? What would you do to get it?

Note: A direct message from God begins this commentary. The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. The V in my hair. God’s vengeful side. Read the commentary on that page to fully understand. It’s time that you did!

 Tests of Worth
  
 will you remain the playa
 the prima donna
 stuck in propaganda
 or will you see
 as did hezekiah–
 stand still
 drop all pride of heart
 pull out deception's dart
 do your part
 for the one and only Lord†
  
 in words of isaiah
 in words of the Messiah†
  –now...will you continue
 to adhere to false dogma
 ridicule His† agenda
 words sent to heal, to save
 not break down, destroy
  
 will you see the difference
 change your ways
 will you continue your
 judging hoopla
 praise in a manipulative
 hosanna
 will you turn
 see truth in Jesus the Saviour†
 or abuse His† cross
 for money's gala
  
 what's your worth
 avoiding the pit
 why won't you heal
 from your trauma
 –understand the true utopia
 heaven's doors...opened
  
 God† won't send a subpoena
 –it's all upon self
 seeing true worth
 the reason for the Messiah†
 from death to resurrection
 from fall to rise
 the truth
 to your dilemma
 as in the life of hezekiah
 stand firm
 in God's† agenda

(December 3, 2019)―I was told to wait and post this. I’ve been waiting for the go ahead. I finally got it.

On November 15th, I received the following message directly from God:

‘You will see. The test is coming. They will see I am the God, the Lord Almighty, the Alpha, the Omega. They will see My wrath around the world. I will shake it, rattle it, put it all in unstable. Unite or see the end. Unite. Come together. Help. The time has come. For the prophet Isaiah warned so now a new prophet warns. This is the one and only God. The warning is set. The button’s been pushed. You will soon know it is I.’

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‘Collapse’

Maybe…it’s time to pray.

Note: The photograph, taken November 11th, when the avenging angel appeared in the sky, says again…the vision will happen at night.

 Collapse
  
 as the turn of clocks
 begins its reverse in tocks
 shifting of rocks
 shall tie some knots
  
 shaky salted, soggy lands
 will no longer stand
 all those jagged, edging strands
 pushing down
 as sink, sink goes the sands
  
 no use tying to docks
 or hide treasures
 in a steel, hidden box
  
 no use trying for hot
 stuck in cold
 trottie, trot, trot
  
 nothing will come
 as in showers of band
 nothing will go bang
 by any hands of man
  
 oh! as the turn of clocks
 a passing by...no one can stop
 or...over...hop‒
 with a 'think not'
  
 thoughts of 'I don't understand'
 thoughts will come
 from every clan
 for to the stillness‒
 they became faithful fans
 never seeing 'I can'
 in the forever of 'I am'
 instead…away...they ran
  
 passing...turns of clocks
 ‒just a tip from the top
 a chance to untie tied knots
 after...a rapture's
 during-the-night rob
 of what you thought‒
 you had the power to stop

‘Broad Stroke’

Artists. God’s workers. Those who listen to that which comes from inside.

Note: The art that accompanies this work is a screen shot of art within a photograph sent to me on November 9th. God’s art. If you have an artist’s eye, then you will see the image.

 Broad Stroke
  
 the Lord† has taken my life
 made me a symbol in strife
 a fighter for the light
  
 He's† laid His† pen to strike
 each time win is in sight
 He† covers each pit of bight
 with another tireless fight
  
 I struggle in this mixture
 so contrite
  
 'why do You† punish me–
 didn't I live most of my life
 walking in right'
  
 I cry and cry
 day to night
 with moments in relieve–
 to sit down for Him†...write
 as He† pours the words inside
 forcing me
 to bring them to the outside
  
 I can't fight His† might
 His† brush reaches me
 from every height
 keeping me down–
  
 'write, write it down
 pen to paper
 how I† make you feel
 speak truth–
 what's behind this deal'
  
 each time I refuse
 He† toughens His† strike
 keeping every body–
 out of sight
 as I struggle in lonely's stride
 begging me to cry and cry
  
 'why do You† hate me
 I've done all that You† asked
 I've never faltered
 –my complain and my fight
 isn't that tight
 keeping me from the write'
  
 but He† comes down
 in a furious flight
 making my body heavy
 my will, my spirit
 lost in the night
 feeling evil all around
 lost then found
 lost then found
 against every silently screaming fight
 weighing me down in kryptonite
 covering me with sorrowful blight
  
 'all I've done for my knights
 I get condemned
 they get happy and high'
  
 He's† taken all away
 every love, every pleasure
 drowned it all
 in my wrestling plight
  
 'write, write it down
 pen to paper
 how I† make you feel
 speak truth–
 what's behind this deal'
  
 as all the words I write
 not being the ones right
  
 'yes, yes, yes
 –go deep, deep, deep
 the truth of Me†
 don't leave any to guess'
  
 I wobble in my cry
 as swollen goes my eyes
 I eat 'til I'm high
 smoke cigars–
 pretend I can fly
 wondering over and over
  
 'what more do I write'
  
 as the emotions
 continue its roller-coaster ride
  
 'fuck you world
 and all your dick-swinging swirl
 I'm tired of crying for you
 Lord†, I'd rather just die
 then a moment more–
 for them...write'
  
 then deeper goes my ride
 'til my head wants to blow
 from all the tears I cry
 then they all dry
 sting...burn rings my eyes
 leaving me haunted in why
  
 'write, write it down
 pen to paper
 how I† make you feel
 speak truth–
 what's behind this deal'
  
 writing the truth of Him†
 His† broad strokes forcing the hymn
 He's† in control of everything
 all sadness that stings
 all happy that rings
 but the artist–
 His† most precious thing
 brings truth through
 that suffering thing
  
 there's no running
 from His† might
 the art comes from His† heart
 through the pen
 His† messages ring
 the truth of the sadder
 of the happier things
 –that which bleeds life
 in the will to fight
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‘Each Time’

God is NOT a religion. He’s everything. What part of this you don’t get? Jesus is Love! Working for them is hard. People will condemn you. The pit for them!

 Each Time
  
 I don't have to write
 what I feel
 job already spun that reel
  
 job tells how you deal
 he explains the real
 truth...so many conceal
 words...sewn up...sealed
  
that's not my drill
here's my only
needing thrill: 
have I touched one heart
 just one...I look around
 –there is none
 yes, I've found none
 without a whisper
 without even one word–
 there's nothing to sort
 easy...there comes no clutter
to even...with...bother

 You've† removed
 every single one
 –gone
 even my little ones
 there's no one
so, what I have won
  
 I question
 You† answer
 share...You† demand
 help them understand
 what's eating–
 the hearts of man
  
 still..no one
 not one single one
  
 each time–
 comes Your† demand
 take my knowledge
 to this deceitful world–
 take a stand
  
 each time–
 less I have
 each time–
 love...I get–
 not even half
  
 instead...sacrifice
 at Your† hand
 for woman and man
 evil to withstand
 but...they chalk it up
 to wantings of fans
  
 for penny games
 the pit's national grandstand
 putting everything about You†
 into a circus of alien brand
  
 each time–
 You† ask of me: more
 alone stands at my door
 You† keeping me from them all–
 society's beck and call

 I appreciate the stall–
 Your† love
 throws me up against walls
 for You† catch me
 every time I fall
  
 each time–
 I ask for someone
 still...no one
 for I'm designed for a two
 in a world 
 where there's so few
 who to You†...are true
  
 each time–
 I ask and wait
 each time–
 tears You† bring
 in sad songs
 to sing
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‘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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