Saturday Devotional & Testimonial

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It felt like I was born into hell, no mother, no father, no home, family, no love. I was tossed about like a piece of unwanted human garbage. I was an orphan from birth. I was traumatized and damaged by all of it. I had the hot breath of Satan in my face from birth. I later was adopted into a home where I never quite felt really loved or wanted or felt I really fit in.

Unfortunately, neither parent know how to deal with a damaged child. One of them didn’t really want a child, and the other had good intentions but lacked the skills to carry them out because of her own background. It was like being in a classroom without a good teacher and left me semi-suicidal at the age of 17.

Fortunately for me, God stepped in. I had always even as a young child been able to sense a presence with me. I later learned about a loving Heavenly Father and loving Savior, Jesus of Nazareth with his powerful Holy Spirit.

Today in all of your problems in life and pain, won’t you let Christ into your life. He loved you enough to let Himself be tortured to death on a cruel, horrible Roman cross. He does love you and wants to help you with everything in your life. Praise God!!

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Alive!!!

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I hope you have a very blessed day!!

Alive !!

Glory, light
Flying, encircling
A golden crown
Face and head of love

Fully alive.
Joy sings
From voices
Shouting your name

Bliss at the foot of
Your throne
Ecstasy unknown below
Fills

Spirit lands with warmth
Beauty
Throbs, pulsates
From your Face.

All shout for
Joy
Voices above
And below!

Your fingers bend
To caress
Earth to bring
Loved ones home

To save, replenish
Nourish
This world starved
For your love!

Radiant!

Radiant

Radiant

Glory, soft, gentle
Radiant on a face
Purity once encased
In flesh

Extends a hand
An invitation
Never forced.
Join

Become one with
The eternal
Lifting he sighs
Longing to give

Show, eternity
Inscribed upon
His face, Holy
Joy, all life

Beaming from a
Head enveloped
Within a crown
Of radiant pure glory.

Light dances,
Rainbow’s colors
Revolve around
His Head of grace

Wanting, desiring
To give more than
Imagination can speak
Of Himself

Spirit of all life, joy
Contentment, fulfillment
Love, peace beyond
The scope of a cruel

world’s grasp, deluded
blinded by an evil one
ancient enemy of life
cruel and destructive

Take the offered hand
Receive the gift
Written in blood but
Yet still offered

Life, eternity awaits
All are welcome
No restraints, barriers
Join the dance

Joy, bliss, ecstasy
At the foot of a
Throne of forgiveness
And His radiant face.

I hope you have a blessed Sunday. Praise God!!

 

A Bride

God has been so kind to me. I came into this world as an orphan, one of the lowest of the low with nothing, no mother, no father, no brother, no sister, no love. I have known lovelessness, a total vacuum of love. My earliest memories are only of fear, terror, despair and a sense of hopelessness. They said I was a sensitive child. Maybe it impacted me more than it would have someone else. I don’t know.

I had issues of trust and abandonment. Because of my background, even after I had learned of God’s love and His reward of Heaven, I still had trouble believing it and feeling secure in it.

The other morning right after I woke up, God gave me another vision, impression if you please. I know telling things like this makes some people uncomfortable, but they do happen. The closer you draw to God the closer He will draw to you. Anyway, in this one, I was dressed like a bride in a full long veil and long bridal gown. Christ was holding me by the hand and leading me up some stairs moving upward in this intensely, brilliant light. It stopped there.

I believe He gave me this impression to help reassure me that all believers, me and you if you choose, in Jesus Christ everywhere will be presented to the Living God as His pure bride, his church. An eternity of perfection and bliss awaits you if you so choose. May God bless your day. Praise God!!!

Praise

 

Here’s just a short, almost whimsical poem for the end of your week. Hope you have a good weekend. Praise God!!

Praise
Praise in the Rain
Praise in the Light
Praise under the Covers
in the middle
of the Night.

Shout in the darkness
Lift out your voice
You’re free, never forced
to make it your choice.

So Praise, Praise
this Wonder of Wonders,
This God who covers
with His cross
each and every Blunder.

Not about Me(Purchase)

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There is only one entity that can lift you up out of the slime pits of hell, and that is the Holy Spirit. When Satan literally is trying to destroy you—-and remember he doesn’t want to just give you a little boo boo, he wants to rip you to shreds——only the Holy Spirit of the Living God and Christ has the power to destroy Satan’s influence and effects in your life. Saturate yourself in Him. I had a horribly abusive start in life and was put into a home where I unfortunately never quite felt really wanted or loved. If it had not been for the presence of the living Christ in my life, I might have done myself in.

Watchman Nee says to kill off your old self, crucify yourself every morning in order to allow Christ to completely and totally live in you. Apostle Paul says It is not I that liveth but Christ that liveth in me. When you go under the waters of baptism, it like being buried, and you don’t bury something unless it is dead. We are to be new creations, totally new. The old man of sin and death was destroyed on Christ’s cross.  We will never do this perfectly this side of heaven. It is something we do have to struggle with.

I pray you can draw closer to the Living God. He does love you deeply, profoundly and passionately enough to send His only child to be tortured to death on a cruel, Roman cross. You are very, very precious to Him. Draw close to God, and He will draw close to you. Pray over everything with praise and thanksgiving.

Here is a poem on His presence. May the God of all hope bless your day. Praise God!!

Purchase

It was a purchase divine
In blood and of flesh
Freed from bone,
Ripped and torn.

Separated from life
But still supreme
Before a world lusting
After its death.

Who could know this
small death, one body
Thrown underground
Ripped open for eternity
An infinity of graves!

Awake!!!

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Awake
(For the American Church)

Awake, arise
Oh, Great one of the west
Can’t you see?!
Born in blood’s struggle
Birthed for the sake
Of freedom &
To throw off a yoke
Of tyranny!!

Step out of your darkness
Renew your strength
From the blood of martyrs
Birthed
And a savior’s sacrifice.

Give up your pursuit
Of ease and comfort.
Face the battle once again
As you did of long ago.
Raise up a fist toward heaven!

Proclaim His name
Over a land lost
In self-indulgence and
Satan’s lust for power.

Release your sleeping stupor
And surround yourself
With your lost, but still
Available Heavenly Power!

Shake off the dust on your shoulders
Proclaim His Name,
this His battle cry,
Become a world’s changer
change this game below
from that of Satan’s hate
to a Salvation found only
in Christ’s deep love.

Spit Out Into Hell

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Screenshot from Dante's Inferno video game
Screenshot from Dante’s Inferno video game

 

I came into the world as an orphan from birth with nothing, no mother, no father, no love. I was traumatized and abused both. They said I was a highly sensitive child so maybe it impacted me more than someone else. I remember only fear and terror. I was suicidal a few times, but God stays close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit Psalm 34:18. Here is a poem I wrote about my experiences. Hope you enjoy. Praise God!!!

Spit Out Into Hell

Alone, wet, cold
Shivering into the wall,
I try to fade, pushing
Into the emptiness inside,
This, an unending terror.

I crouch, attempting to avoid
The inevitable. Knowing it
Will come. Survive, survive,
Gritting the teeth
Hanging on, hoping
reprieve will come
Someday.

Despair, hopelessness
dragging. So worthless,
I deserve only
this joyless existence?

Looking up I scream
someone explain this
Why?

Until a light breaks in,
A gentle presence
Fear brought no longer
a feather-soft presence
ever over my head
hidden, between us only
a thin veil of sky.

Feelings stir
Leaving Hope.
Do Not Give Up.
I AM here.

A Wind lifts
Releasing, removing pain.
Strong, a glowing light
Shines down into
my interior.

A living God, a living
Son.
Wonder of wonders
He wants Me!
Joy begins, grows
Becomes stronger
Passion and Praise flow.
New Life Is Created.

So if I can endure
So can You.
His life can exist
Inside of you.

Remember, loving He spread out
His arms
On a wooden beam.
Death juxtaposed on top of
LIFE!

Strange but I believe
Eternally True.
an answer to the
WHY.
HE can use anything, pain
sorrow
To bring you closer to
joy.
and in the darkness give you
Himself.

Passion but not in Black and White

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Jesus loves us so profoundly, deeply and passionately that he left a place so wonderful we can’t even begin to imagine its beauty, and He did it solely for us. He allowed himself to be tortured to death overnight and into the next day for our sakes. He was beaten almost to death, flogged and then spiked to a piece of wood. He loves us totally and completely. The poem below I wrote about the depth of His love for us. Hope you enjoy and may God bless your day. Praise God!!

In Black and White

Small minds reduce
our Lord’s Glory
to mere words on a page.

Life is not lived in
Black and White!

All life contains
A struggle.
Sad, happy,
Pain, Joy,
Misery and Glory.
Passion.

Our Lord knew this
And for this
He died.

But not in
Black and White!