Forever and Ever…

Eternal life must equal tranquility?

A life worth living!

We work to play

Only to eventually die

So this eternal life, promised to us

Will it be a life worth living?

We have come to live in world were all things comes to an end

Yet He promises such a life to come

And such a life He will fulfil,

To prepare myself in this happening

My faith and hope must dwell in the truth Of the very words He speaks, that holds no lie

Eternal life, Here i come

Eternal life i choose to embrace

When it finally arrives.

1 Jn 2:25 – And this is what he promised us eternal life.

The waiting game

How unpleasant it is to wait

Yet waiting is all we do

Everyday life consist of our stillness

Our stillness to be patient

Patient enough to understand

Understanding what we can not grasp

We wait not knowing what is to come

Yet waiting is all we can do

The unpleasantness of our stillness

Birth our agitation

I seek to know the end result

Yet never able to enjoy the moment of waiting

The journey that consist of me to be content of this present day

Presently living

Hopefully we are living

Awaiting death

Does not mean we can not live today

Our expected death, allow it not to blind us

For this present day we can live in freedom

I apply for jobs

Awaiting for a reply

Leaves me in a balance

To either fall into the temptation of depression of not being wanted

Yet having such faith that a job awaits me

I wait as its all I can do at this time

But waiting is a journey worth living

I sit tightly in the waiting room

Awaiting my name to be called out

Just to see a doctor

I fear of missing my name being called out

So I exclude myself from anything distracting

We await the coming of our Lord

Yet our action reflect, how much we have forgotten he exist

We await the coming of our Lord

Yet our action, has already rejected him

Slumber no more await Him graciously

For the end is coming

But as we presently live

We are to not waste it

For truly

This waiting game can be won

Through persistent, patient, understanding and faith.

S.I.L.E.N.C.E

The dropping of a nail

Reverberates through the emptiness of a room 

The stepping on a snail

Conveys the hate directed at its existence

The non existence of its presence

Until the shattering of its protection

Like the falling of a great wall in a war

I digress

The kiss of ones foot onto the nail, left unattended

Scream or dont scream, It is but your decision

What we can agree on, is the unpleasant touch of pain

Opposite to the passionate touch of love

like the touch of two lips, caressing each other.

It laid in silence, before we arrived

Is silence not a voice, we chose not to hear?

The sound of the nail was made, with the first contact of pain to the floor

But we hear it not

We have our mouth wide open, in agony

To lift up our feet

In anger of , Why are you just lying there?

For those crying out loud, yet out loud it may seem

Only to land on deaf ears

I close my eyes, take a deep breath

Open my eyes

To see the nail lying in waiting

As if stalking its prey

In between the grass, camouflaged

Waiting for my gaze to flee from its direction

Yet this time I attend to its silence

I pick it up

To be embraced by the silence of peace

  • S.I.L.E.N.C.E

  • Capturing His Attention

  • Broken Words

  • Delightful prayer

  • S.I.L.E.N.C.E

  • Capturing His Attention

  • Broken Words

  • Delightful prayer

  • S.I.L.E.N.C.E

  • Capturing His Attention

  • Broken Words

  • Delightful prayer

  • S.I.L.E.N.C.E

  • Capturing His Attention

  • Broken Words

  • Delightful prayer

  • S.I.L.E.N.C.E

  • Capturing His Attention

  • Broken Words

  • Delightful prayer

  • S.I.L.E.N.C.E

  • Capturing His Attention

  • Broken Words

  • Delightful prayer

Capturing His Attention

But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love, to deliver them from death and keep them alive in famine. Psalm 33:18-19

God’s attention and provision dont hinge on how well you pray.

We pray in truth and in spirit dwelling in His presence of love.

Its all too easy to think of God as a slot machine that demands certain practices in order to meet your needs.

My demands and needs aligns so God i call and you are to answer always.

Christians often run the risk of domestication God, demanding that He meets their needs and serve their purpose.

My purpose you are to follow, this Jar to keep you as you are  my genie.

Those who expect provision set God apart as holy and powerful, worthy of reverence and respect.

You dont pray for God’s presence in order to manipulate Him for your purposes.

Let my try this reverse psychology to manipulate a God who remains true to himself

Rather, you yield to His majestic power.

Whether on bended knees or bowed head, leave Him to be the God he is and follow his command

As you rest in God’s care for you, you’ll find a constant, unmoving love that is deeply committed to you.

God, thank you that though You are all powerful and infinitely holy, You think of me. Help me to know that You are God and that You love me and will care for me.

Broken Words

Let me be your man, knowing that I am not man enough for you

Let me gaze into your eyes, like it’s the only thing I see

Let me whisper into your ears, in fact yours is not the only ears I awake

Let me catch you has you fall, though I am the reason you fall

Let me spit words of love, knowing not what love is 

Let me spit swords to arouse you, knowing you will desire me even more

I broke in, to steal your heart, yet convinced you enough that you gave it to me

I hold out my hand to lift you up, your hands I grab, you shall not be able to forsake me

You look to flee from me. have you forgotten?

I am aware of your movements, with your shackles on

STAY PUT!!

I light you up to, to blow you out

I am the culprit who brings the fire, to burn all that you are

I create to destroy, I destroy to create

You are my creation out of destruction

My destruction birthed you, so my creation is beautifully chaotic

Those were his words .

Let me be a women that cherishes you

There’s no guy in the world who can understand me better than you do,

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You are not enough man enough for me, to share everything of me to you

The world seems so perfect when you hold me in your arms, I am held to to be worshipped

You’re the man of every girls dream, but not the man we seek to have

Just the thought of you being with me in bed sends a shiver up my spine

Our chemistry is non-existent, my body in pain when thinking of you

You’re always there for me when I need your help, no matter how small or big,

Your help is not needed but wanted in the pursuit of controlling you

You never let me down, as I am always looking down on you with your arms raised up towards me

Those were her words.

We love… however our love is not true

Our unprotected conversation brings forth life, a life of lies

We  Speak to not believe

We whisper to control

Our smooth talking has a broken record in it, do you hear it

The breaking of heart, breaking you up to be your mender

We are as fragile as a vase

As we shatter each time we speak our truth covered in lies

Our lies are but truth, but we speak sharing not our fears

When we do share, We share to only control

Our wounds are stretched opened up for us to fall into

We fill our dugged up hole with each, there is nowhere to go

Our words of death brings life to only kill again

Our words entangles us to be enslave to each other

Our shackles are too loud yet quiet as we stay still

Not even trying to escape our predicament of a sinking ship

We are separate yet the same

We hope to be found in our lost world

We are each other with no other

I am you and you are me

Together We are..

These are our words

Delightful prayer

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Psalm 37:4

Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.

My heart desires all of him, i delight in his presence of his love

Prayer is the devotion to Jesus that strengthens your reborn spirit.

My reborn spirit, stands strong through the source of life

Prayer is the expression of desire for God to work His will.

His will to guide my step in the path of life

The child’s eyes are on his Father.

Even when close, the child dare’s not lose sight of him.

He loves what his father loves, delights in what his father delights in.

His father to guide him, His father shall not forsake him

The process of prayer.

Is everlasting and delightful.

Yahweh, help me delight myself In you first and foremost. Let my heart be enraptured by your presence. Let all my other desires be fleeting shadows by comparison.

Whole

She fills me up
He fills me up
They fill me up

Up yet why feel so low?
Filled yet why so empty?
She to be he
Him to be her
Them to be all over

Whole to be a hole
She fills me up
Her words has my hair skin rising up in praise
Her touch has my heart skip a beat
Her breath puts me into a blissful sleep
Her eyes on me has me to be blind

Whole to be a hole
He fills me up
His words to flatter me
His touch to make me feel safe
His voice to have my ears crying for more
His eyes on me makes me feel to be the only one

Whole to be hole
They fill me up
Their words of encouragement
They touch to comfort me
Their cheers to lift me up
They attention to be on me

Whole to be hole
Full to be empty
He to be she
Her to be him
Them to need each other
looking to provide for each other
Is only their desires to take from each other
Never filling their void that remains black

We dwell in emptiness
Hoping we can fill each others void
We seek to be whole through others
That can not satisfy us
We have a hole that can eventually transform to be whole
If our direction is facing the one whom is whole
With His everlasting grace
We shall be whole in His name.

Split

The sky’s the limit or is the limit the sky?
I am flying high only to fall fast
I am running straight only to fall of trail
I see the light only to then close my eyes
Yet on the other hand
I have fallen so low, willing to climb up high
I have run astray, willing to be brought back in the right path
My eyes see darkness, time for me to open up now
I believe, yet my belief is not present
I have faith, but not as big as a mustard seed
I know he exist, just not enough for me to share him
I am lost yet found
I am dead but alive
My days are gone
As I remain to just exist
A just life
I mean just a life I live
That has no purpose
Just a life, that ended before it began
Beginning and ending
More of ending to have never began
Knowing him, yet not calling on him
Loving him, yet not living it
I am on the fence, a fence so sharp
I plan to remain
As it’s ever so warm yet cold
Like i am having a cold shower in a hot weather

Seeing through Faith

Seen and unseen

Ever so connected

Death and life

To be ever so thin

One to be another

One to be no other

 

We are different yet the same

Here we are

Living being

But with death and life

To be ever so thin

How can we be certain we are living being

As death can be clothed in life

 

The idea of a wolf in sheep’s clothing

Is the way many of us seem to live

Deathly living claiming to be be alive

 

Seen and unseen

Many with opened eyes are just blind to their own surrounding

Many with closed eyes remain open to see what is in front of them

 

God to be unseen yet seen

We see him in what we want to see him

That is being blind

While we can see him in everything

That is seeing

But the unseen can see him through their faith

That many are too blind to grasp

 

Seen and unseen ever so connected

But we are never far from the grasp of His grace

That remains everlasting

The invitation part 2

Bright stars

Leading the way in this dark night

The bright morning drenched in such grace of love

Walking with my eyes closed

Due to walking by sight only led me to darkness

My closed eyes

As I walk by faith

Faith!

The very being, that allows to me to trust

But to trust who and wait?

Faith!

As i play chess

My faith is to be placed on each piece

Yet each piece can only move in certain direction

And will always remain in a box that does not expand

So my faith is restricted

Which should not be the case

I am to have Faith in the unknown

Faith in the known that remains unknown in so many life

But be known in me

In this light that does not die

I am able to close my eyes

For my faith is the very eyes that walk boldly

My faith in the light that is to be held out high

The very light of freedom

Enough of us being in bondage

This day is my start of freedom

As this light lift me up in grace

The waterfall of love

Gracefully I walk to be soaked in grace

The living well that offers the everlasting water

So drink and thirst no more

Walk in the path to be ever so narrow

Yet this walk is to not be regretted

Love, love all

For love can heal a soul

Work, work hard

Your good deed, gracefully invites others

The light forever invites

The truth spoken is only to set us free into a life worth living

Live now and forever

In us we are to be woken

In us to be resurrected

In us to be living

In us to be inviting to others

Who has been lost

God’s Word, just like a giant divine flashlight, illuminates our paths in life.

The light of His Word gives us the direction and guidance we need to take the next step

As we seek Him daily through prayer and the reading of His Word, He’ll confirm the way we should go. His Word brings clarity. It is living, active, and applicable to any and every situation we face.l