OUR FIRST LOVE

First I felt the prodding of my heart
It took a little time, but then I began to start
Seeking to know you, for who you are
I began to see every time you reached out to me
Your longing for me to see, the life you had for me
I remember when I first felt your presence
The evidence that I was yours
Your still small voice, I came to adore
Your whisper that would begin to pour
Over my heart, how much you love me
The way you slowly transformed my life
These thoughts made me stop to realize
What I’m truly thankful for
Our first love

SATURDAY

ONCE AGAIN YOU WILL PICK UP YOUR SWORD

ONCE AGAIN YOU WILL PICK UP YOUR SWORD

My brother, You have been stricken by the sword
You have fallen sick, yet we are still a strand of one accord
When one is weak, the other fills the gap
I will pray putting our enemy under attack
I believe in miracles, I believe your fight isn’t done
Forever we are one, in Christ
This isn’t the first battle we were forced to fight
I am calling the saints to unit
For a soldier to stand strong again
I know your calling, has only started to begin
I’m telling these bones to stand
Together until the end, we band
Stronger, more powerful, than ever before
Man of God, get up, this is not the end of the war
Breathe on him Lord
Once again you will pick up your sword

In honor of my best friend, Jones from Africa, who is in ICU, In critical condition!

AT THE FOOT OF THE CROSS

AT THE FOOT OF THE CROSS

Seasons come and go
Years fly as to show
The door will soon be closed
It’s in the air
No time to stop and stare
At the moments lost
Only time to regain
Precious time remains
To live the purpose of God
To love, to serve
Destiny understood
At the foot of the cross

UNDISCOVERED

UNDISCOVERED

Beneath your outer person is a jewel needing to be revealed
A glorious stone yet to be polished
A priceless pearl
When brought to the light of its true color
A rare diamond full of riches within
A glory only light can reveal
Deep within its prison, guarded by walls of many kinds
Is an endless treasure to be found
Though deep within your walls
Having not the key, lays undiscovered
The night watchman shines his lantern upon the deep darkness
There high above the heart of the cave
The treasure breaking through with the slightest sparkle
The night watchman drawn to its powerful glare
Removes the muck with a gentle touch of his hands
Once undiscovered now a treasure indeed
He works against the rigid walls
Taking careful measure not to harm this jewel
Clearing away all darkness revealing the heart of the stone
Now blinded by the glory of the stone he turns his lantern down
This beautiful stone now carries its own light
A light of his glory once undiscovered

2 Corinthians 4:7

BREAKING OUT OF PRISON

BREAKING OUT OF PRISON

The lies of the devil are a prison built by the crafty one, seeking all who will listen by their fear of life. The hearts of the innocent fooled by his illusions, twisting the truth of life. Only faith and a pure heart can defeat his evil plan. Holding to truth through humility. A surrender to fear, can turn to power when holding the shield of faith and no longer bowing to fears and lies. Standing strong against the winds of lies and fears, will bring a swift change in the tides. A hope draws near bringing power and truth in its sword. Courage and submission to the one who holds glory in his hands. The mark of love still shown on his wrists, and side. Marks made for you and I. See past your fears, see the vision of truth and walk towards it, pushing past your fears and the sea of the unknown. Push through the moments of a false lighted defeat. See it as a moment of heart, breaking through a locked door with the key of truth. It is through this way of living can you unlock Gods anointing. Learning, fighting through moments of character lanterns, shining light on areas of need. There only to bring forth Glory when the fight is in true hands. The hands of God. Another name for fear is Satan. The name of faith is Christ.

Psalm 146:7

STAND MY GROUND

STAND MY GROUND

How many battles must I fight
Out from one and into another
The enemy rages on
There must be a reason
You allow this to come upon
Clearly I see his hatred
Unto you it must be sacred
To form the solider in me
Love cannot be seen
For I must stand my ground
Open the eyes of the easily fooled
And those my heart so never understood
I must stand my ground

BELIEVE

BELIEVE

Yes, I hear you
And I am with you
Whatever you choose
Believe and refuse
To listen to lies
Listen to your heart
And do not despise
What your going through
I am working everything
For your good
Let nothing be misunderstood
Of who I am, I am holly
Your righteous king
I will do wonders
You just wait and see
The plans I have for you
Are to prosper
Your life I will foster
Until I bring you home
I am hear to tell you
Your never alone
Things are never as they seem
You are precious and redeemed
Your identity found in me
Your a child of promise
Not a doubting Thomas
You will be tested
Believe

GOING THROUGH THE FIRE

GOING THROUGH THE FIRE

My heart aches, my circumstances shakes
The foundation of my flesh
The inner dwelling surrender I’m undertaking, I’m pressed
Against the wall of my unwavering heart
I glare at the orange, the blue
The red flames, the dancing art
I stare as my hearts surrenders to the burn
Knowing the beauty in Your work I turn
Into your loving flames, into the fire
The potter at work, one can only admire
From the kiln my only desire
Is to be in His arms
I know when I submit to His work
Not far His promise lurks
Holiness I acquire
Going through the fire

DANCE OF A DREAM

DANCE OF A DREAM

You begin with the heart to believe
Your heart sings to your eyes, they see
Faith begins to ring in your ears
The message of hope brings tears
The start of a new life
Purpose and identity a fight
Greatness one ponders
A life not to squander
A life of meaning
Character gleaming
Angels singing
To the dance of a dream