I was lifted by the spirit, and taken to a holy place High above the clouds, surrounded by His grace Was a river flowing and embraced by so many …
THE RIVER OF GOD
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LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY
As I stare and look at the blue lit sky
My mind goes to wander, I don’t know why
I find myself in the deepest of oceans
Encountering the most deepest thoughts
I simply get lost
sitting there inthroned
I’m never there alone, there is always one
It’s almost as He made the sky to find me
there
It’s somewhat magical, an intimacy sought
out, a well where both seem to draw deeply
It is there my heart is warmed completely
There is no judgment there, only a heart
seeking my focus and attention
It is in this place I find wisdom
The breaking of the hard vessel
My stubbornness always wanting to wrestle
mentally
Only to be melted by love unconditionally
Full Of Roses
After writing Born into a cloud and sharing the scripture God gave me the day after writing it, I memorized the poem and scripture and shared them for a year straight. One day driving my work truck on the freeway, Gods presence came over me at the same time the words in my head,” I realize life is not all roses,” entered my mind. I began to cry very heavily to the point of not being able to drive. So i pulled off onto the next exit and pulled off to a dirt area where i continued to cry under the move of God. I couldn’t stop crying and the presence of God seemed to get stronger, i began to ask God to stop. It was very overwhelming to the point of begging him, please God stop. He answered my request, and i was able to pick up a pad of paper and write the words I heard when the rest came. This poem became my marching orders as an Evangelist, and I have been planting people roses ever since. With the help of the one perfect ROSE!
This is the second poem I wrote which became the name of my ministry fullofrosesinspirationals.
Full Of Roses
I realize that life is not all roses
At times just a scent of a rose
Other times a full blossom of roses
The day comes when the roses
Begin to wilt die and fall away
There is a gloom in a wilted rose
A lost hope I suppose
Life to me is about a Rose
I found the most beautiful Rose one day
This Rose continues to blossom in my life
Never wilting, never-dying
Full of life and blossoms ever so bright
What I found in this Rose is
When the scent is right
And it is in full blossom
To cultivate the soil planting more roses
Clipping the old and wilted away
That there is a continual scent of roses
And a fullness of blossoms
So in this one Rose I have planted many
And I will continue all my days
Until life is full of roses
The story continues 20 years after writing Born into a Cloud and Full of Roses, one in 2000 and the other in 2001. God was about to prove He was the one who wrote them both, by the power of His Holy Spirit. I was only the vessel. The first thing that happened was God began to speak to me about New Life and New Beginnings. I’m not going to go into details, this is a long enough story. What I will say is God had me watching and waiting.
Several years back my daughter was in college and her and I were having a little bit of a struggle in our relationship. I felt she was getting away from the Christian faith she was raised in. I began to pray for her God would bring a godly man into her life. I knew I would know he was the one when he showed certain traits, and that is exactly what happened. When he came into her life he took her to church every weekend. He grew up in a Christian house with a family that loved mission work. His last name is Mccloud. So last year 20 years after writing Born into a Cloud, my granddaughter was born into a Mccloud.
I grew up never knowing my real father. My mother at one time had asked me if I was interested in finding him, and I told her no. At that time in my life God had become my father. My relationship with God had filled that place in my heart, I had no need to find my real father. God though had other plans. Christmas 2020, my wife had purchased for me an Ancestry kit as a gift. I never once thought I was going to find my real father. I actually set it on a shelf for about 6 months before I turned it in. Never thinking once, I would find my biological father. Then the results came in, and well long story short it connected me to him, and I went to meet him on my 53rd birthday, and he was 87. It was a true blessing! It was as if we had already known each other.
During my visit with my dad, I had shared with him about my faith, only to be surprised by his shared faith. He had also given his life to Christ. I shared with him my testimony and both poems Born into a Cloud and Full of roses. When I shared Full of Roses my dad said just wait until you see this, and began going through all his tall closets for about 20 minutes. He then came to me holding a book my grandmother wrote in 2001, about her life. She wrote it the same year I wrote Full of Roses. He let me know she is no longer alive, and I would not be able to meet her. I can tell you after reading it, I not only feel like I met her, but that I know her. In her book she talks about her relationship with her husband during the great depression. It was about how he would cheat on her with other women, leaving her and her kids to suffer in poverty, until he came asking for forgiveness, only to move to other towns and repeat it around five different times. Then I turned the page.
Read my poem again, then read hers. She had a neighbor who gave her a rose from their rose bush? This neighbor was giving her Christ, prayer, wisdom, council, love, friendship. Then on the path she gave the rose away and they gave the rose away until life is Full of Roses! Will you please give this rose away? God bless you!
Written by Ken Hernandez
Thanks for visiting blessings!
CALL ME YOUR OWN
I call to you from the depths of my soul
Remember the promises, you once told
Of your everlasting covanant
Your love spoken to the lost and the needy
I want the new life, that is given freely
The gift of the cross
So many times I have found myself lost
Strayed from the path
Pick me up once again and spare me from the wrath
I know i deserve
Lord father, I want to return
To the place of rest
The arms of my savior
Remember not my fleshly behavior
Once again give me favor, and
Call me your own
I HAVE COME TO SET YOU FREE
I HAVE COME TO SET YOU FREE
I see you, I’m waiting
My dear, time is fading
I long for you to see
I have come, to set you free
Everyday I wait, for you to hear my call
The life I have for you, delivered from the fall
A renewed life, will come to be
I have come, to set you free
If you could open your heart to me
You would see, what your life in me would bring
My love for you, would sing
I have come to set you free
So let the clouds be moved
So your heart can be soothed
Let my light in, let it gleam
I have come to set you free
Let your faith be awakened
Let your hope be renewed
There is promise waiting for you
I have come to set you free
I come across people everyday that do not understand what Jesus has done for them. I see the love of God reaching towards them yet they refuse to see. If they would make the smallest effort to find the truth, what God would do in their life. If you are reading this and the person I described sounds like you. Please make a simple prayer from your heart asking Jesus to show you that he is real and open your heart for Him to show you. I am confident He will do Just that. May you know the full love and understanding of our Lord Jesus Christ.
WHEAT WITHOUT WEEDS
There I stood at the wheat gardens edge
As I stood looking over the hedge
I noticed something odd with the wheat
I took notice because there right at my feet
Weeds were growing, they were there without me knowing
Only when they are full grown, their differences are shown
It caused me to ponder with thought
About the weeds in my own life
Full grown I take notice and strive
To change those things in me that don’t belong
If not dealt with they take over becoming strong
And hard to pull out
Their seeds blow and grow even more
Until they grow out of control and life is torn
By my poor choices
Though when I notice and fight to pull them out
The wheat of my heart rises and shouts
Of the bread to eat
It’s so sweet
Wheat without weeds
MADE TO BE HEALED
MADE TO BE HEALED
My heart cries out, from the pain I’m in
Wounded from this life, I can’t seem to win
The days grow colder, As I struggle fighting the tide
I’ve come to give and reveal, what’s deep inside
I’ll give you all I have concealed
I was made to be healed
The troubles I face, I know you can relate
You have walked in my shoes, Lord help me choose
To walk like you, help me carry my cross
Help me lay down, all that I have lost
Deep inside my heart, your love instills
I was made to be healed
The tears I cry, cleans me from the inside
The fountain over me, is setting me free
Your spirit washes the pain away
Your still small voice says, I’m here to stay
Your love in me has sealed
I was made to be healed
I feel your love setting me free
I feel your joy coming over me
As I climb this mountain
Bring me to the fountain
So my heart can be filled
I was made to be healed
THE CHERUBIM
Here I was, standing just before the gate
Trembling, and I would have to say, I was in awe
It was like nothing I have seen at all
I was struck by the cloud that hovered over the courtyard
Just inside the gate
The glowing metal of the Iron gate
Was covered with sapphires and rubies
There could be no mistake of it’s beauty
On each side of the gate, whirling wheels
Covered by so many eyes that held me still
Inside the wheels, coals covered with fire
Yet they seemed as though they were not burned
Then my attention was turned, as my eyes looked up from the wheels
Standing so tall and glorious were Cherubim so magnificent
Stood as a messenger before the gate, I was covered in chills
I saw four faces, the face of a human, an eagle, a cherub and a lion
Then I saw the glory of the Lord appear in the courtyard under the cloud
It was what appeared to be a rainbow in the clouds
A voice rang out “Glory to Zion”, from the mouth of the lion
“Do not weep! See, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has triumphed
He is worthy to rely upon
Then from the mouth of the eagle
Those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength
They will soar on wings like eagles
They will run and not grow weary
They will walk and not be faint
Then what looked to be a human hand stretch out from behind his wings
In his hands an eagle. He placed it on my back and wings formed to me
With his other hand, a lion that formed into a sword
He placed it in my hand and the human face said ” carry this in one accord”
He placed a belt around my waist, a helmet on my head, a breast plate on my chest
He then placed a robe of many colors around me and said “rest, you are redeemed”
Place these sandals on your feet, and this ring on your finger
So you will always remeber your a son to a king
Then the face of the Cherub gave a message from the Lord
“Now go and set the captives free”
The Cherubim smiled at me and said
“There is a battle to win, so fight”
Then the voice of the Lord rang out from the courtyard
“I am with you”
In conjunction with my last post (The River Of God) I believe the message of the cherubim is, on the highway to holiness, for my walk to produce the river of God, I must fight to be a better husband, father, friend and servant of God to all those Gods puts on my path! I’m sure if I do, before I enter heaven, every face on the Cherubim will smile at me before I enter!
Inspired by Ezekiel chapter 10
THE RIVER OF GOD
I was lifted by the spirit, and taken to a holy place
High above the clouds, surrounded by His grace
Was a river flowing and embraced by so many colors
My mind began to race, from all I was seeing
Fish with wings were hovering and then diving
In and around children splashing and playing in the water
I had to ask myself was I dreaming
As seen once before in A Moment In Heaven
A rainbow criss-crossed another rainbow across the sky
So many of the greenest trees, the Box-tree, cypress, the pine
The Olive, and the Myrtle were planted on the edge of the river and a highway to holiness
Some of the largest turtles were walking around, I think seven
Butterflies, flowers, many different animals, fruit trees
There were sounds from angelic god like figures singing
I saw them at a distance just inside a sparkling Gate
Guarded by two awe inspiring Cherubim, standing in His glory
People lit up like lanterns by the joy on their faces
I saw a homeless man at the edge between the highway and the river
A man standing next to him with his hand on his shoulder praying
His tears were the source of the flowing river
It appeared his healing had triggered a fountain to flow
It all then opened up and I saw thousands of poor in the spirit
Lifted up by the saints of the trees, people like you and me
Serving others and setting them free
The power of this love from these trees planted
Flowed the river of God
A few days after the holy spirit moved me to write this post, God started to speak to me about some of the symbolism in this post. This post is talking about our walks on the highway to holiness. The process as a Christian’s life walking towards heaven. The highway God spoke to me is the source of life. The ground in which Adam was formed. It is where wheat is grown. The ground represents bread! Which bread represents Jesus, Gods word. We are to eat this road, meaning scripture while walking on it.
The river represents water, the holy spirit, healing, washing, cleansing and so as we pray for others the spirit of God has called us to do His work. The holy spirit cleanses and so the tears coming out of the man in the form of the spirit. The source of life, living water forming the river.
So many places in the bible God refers to us as trees, oaks of righteousness!
All of the things on the road, the rainbow, fish, turtles are things unseen by the human eye, they are in the spirit hidden from our flesh.
The turtles were something of curiosity in my heart. I had wondered and asked God why the turtles? So I was led to search their meaning. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that turtles represent longevity of life, wisdom, and protection. Their important in this poem because they speak of Gods protection on this road, they speak of Gods wisdom on this road, and they speak of the end result, eternity. The fact that the spirit led me to write the number seven represents creation, new life, forgiveness 70 x 7.
Click on the red A Moment In Heaven to read the first vision
THE MIRACLE BEGINS
Like a flower stuck by the pod of its seed
I wonder what I could be, if I could just get free
Squeezed by the pressure holding me in
Is it my sin that keeps me from breaking out
I want to shout, my wings are ready to display
This promise that remains in my heart
I know I am called to be a part of something beautiful
Is this what it feels like to be born
New life breaking the surface of the hard ground
Am I experiencing a life to be found
Breaking through, I hear a voice
Carried by the wind, Lazarus come out
Am I being formed, transformed by this pressure
Is this going to measure the man I will become
Shall I push through this test, when I want to rest
My heart feels so depressed, as so many of Gods best
And most powerful soldiers, who have manifest this process
Elijah awake, let me mend your sick heart
Come drink from the brook, where the Ravens brought you bread
Climb the mountain, eat the scrolls and go to whom I send
The pod falls, and the miracle begins!
FULL OF ROSES INSPIRATIONALS 