In all my grieving
And all my mourning of losses in life ~
You were there
And You are here.
Your heart hurts for me
As you sit beside me
Watching over me with such love
You were there
And You are here.
You made it clear
I could not escape my pain ~
You did not escape Your pain.
Yet You were with me
As Your Father was with You.
And I was never alone ~
You were there ~
And You are here ~ always.
Oh Lord, I love to think about your vastness! Oh, your boundless Spirit observing all the earth you so carefully and lovingly created for your good pleasure and for ours as well. You enjoy all you created as you survey the beautiful landscape with massive snow peaked mountains, an array of all manner of pretty flowers, too numerous for us to ever count. Then there’s the fruit bearing trees for our nutrition and the flower bearing trees for beauty to our eyes. An innumerable amount of varied vegetables for us to enjoy. The plant kingdom alone is so varied and monumental. And oh, how I love water! All kinds of water, powerful and mighty oceans, noble rivers, glistening and calm lakes and rippling streams and brooks! And You, oh God, see it all at once from north to south and from east to west and beyond our boundaries. You are pleased with your creation! And yet, you look upon us, you look upon me with your penetrating gaze and I catch your passionate eyes and your broad smile meeting with mine. How wondrous is that…how marvelous is that…You are beyond the beyond, yet your tender love reaches for me, the apex of your creation…beyond all you created in your vast scope!
I bow my head and heart to the earth from which I came. I bow before the infinite, unfathomable Spirit, the very breath you breathed into me and I slowly, meekly up stand before you in utter AWE!
THE GOD OF TRUTH—9/29/2015
The world system is a matrix of LIES
It always was–from the beginning and even so–it is NOW.
Look not for any answers within it’s covert and overt CRIES
Look only to your Perfect God of Truth and BOW.
O God, my beautiful Creator, I worship YOU
I love the way You feed me from your depths of KNOWLEDGE
So I can see and know all I am to Be and DO ~
With all my heart I thank You for Your protective HEDGE.
Here in your arms of love and COMFORT
I feel so safe from the barrage of DECEPTIONS
That ever rages across this world’s COURT
To woo and entice the wandering darkened ONES.
There will never be enough WORDS
To thank You and praise You for all You mean to ME.
Your attentive care, Your Light and Your STANDARDS
Making clear for me everything I need to SEE.
And what do I see…that everything is upside down and BACKWARDS
Rabbit holes across this flat earth WITH NO BOTTOM IN SIGHT
Sheeple who are ever asleep, as though ZOMBIES
Caught and chained in a prison of DARKNESS.
Yet there will always be those who are ever SEEKING
And who love the truth…we are WIDE AWAKE!
In this I rejoice and celebrate life as NEVER BEFORE!
I enjoy my life and the lives of OTHER AWAKENED SOULS…
And I laugh with a BRAND NEW, VICTORIOUS FREEDOM!
IN THE MIDST OF MY MOURNING
In the midst of my mourning
Ever know & You understand my
Painful journey ~ the unrequited desires
The unleashed potentials,
Ever the hope that swells within me.
Then I look on Your loving,
And sigh a sigh of love & inner calmness
And I remember…those who hope
In Your mercy will not be
Yes, in the midst of my mourning
And You bring a fresh smile
In the midst of my mourning…
You bring me fresh HOPE. 6-25-16
Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord.
Behold, the eye of the Lord is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy;
Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.
Uphold me according unto Your word, that I may live: and let me not be ashamed of my hope.
~~ BY THE HAND OF MY KING ~~
By the Hand of my King
There is no other way
For even though it seems to be
By other hands, you see
Behind it all~~there is always
The Hand of my King.
Invisible and yet so powerfully
He moves in marvelous ways
To orchestrate my very life
Yes, each and every day.
Weaving a tapestry of mystery
Satisfying Him abundantly.
Truly, I will become all He desires
For I am His most excellent prize.
Yea, He is unsearchable in all
And yet so very near
Hearing my every call
For I am His temple
Bought with a price
And by the Hand of my King
All these marvels make my heart sing!
The Beautiful Reins of God
Hold tightly onto me ~ His own
For I am truly flesh of
His flesh and bone of His Bone.
Faithfully He does His
Secret works within
To remove from me my sin.
While He holds tightly onto
The reins of my life
I can trust that He is
Delivering me from my strife.
Oh yes, Lord, please keep
Your powerful Hands on
The Reins of me.
This is the way I will
Be able to see.
All You desire in my
Path of light
Is to remove my hands
From the Reins that
I might walk with
Thereby bowing in loss
That I might embrace
Beautiful Savior ~ Beautiful Reins.
Mat. 16:24–If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me.