Name that Conquers All

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According to my adoption records I was a sensitive child. I once had an elder of a church say he thought I was a spiritually sensitive person. I know it has been a blessing in my life. I know in this world, especially in our very wealthy, money oriented culture that is so in love with ourselves, money, possessions, and pleasure, we have a tendency to deny or neglect the spiritual aspects of our lives. We are truly spirits only temporarily connected to our physical shell.

I have had several supernatural experiences, and what I guess I’m trying to lead up to is I have had three encounters with demons, very dark creatures.

The first happened many years ago when I was going through a very dark time in my life but trying to draw closer to Christ and God and the Holy Spirit. I woke up one night and…

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The S Word

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We hear a lot today about relative morality. The goodness or badness of your behavior is only relative to what you think or feel it should be. There is no longer for a lot of people a universal morality—no general idea of good or evil. So therefore, could we conclude that people are all okay no matter how they act?

In our culture in the U.S., one of the S words, sin, has just about been taken out of existence, sadly, even in a lot of our churches. Some churches just say God loves you and wants to bless you which is true. But they forget He is a god of justice and is also our truest judge. This world belongs to Him.

1 John 8 says If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. Later in verse 10 is stated If we claim we have not sinned, we make him out to be a liar and his word is not in us. 1 John 2:2 He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world.

God is not stupid. If there had not been a powerful need for Jesus to die on that cross, God would not have sent Him to earth to suffer through such a horrific death. We are simply put impure sinners unable to perfect and save ourselves. We are overwhelmingly blessed that someone as beautiful, perfectly pure and wonderful as our Creator wants to loves us as much as He does. May God bless your day. Praise God!!

 

We Dream

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We Dream

This dream, only a sigh,
Imperfect as of yet on
this side of the waters,
we stand waiting,
to be departed,
Soon, but hoping not too soon
until we finish the singing of this life’s song.

Obliterate my senses, my knowledge
So I no longer feel, see, taste,
In order to forget this world.
We dream, long, lust for
That other side of the water,
That other shore whose name,
As of yet, only Whispers
within my heart.

We dream a dream unseen but
Felt
inside, this hidden glory.
We speak of and seek for this
Our never-ending story.

May God bless your day!

Ownership

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The world and universe belong to our Beautiful, Wonderful Creator, the living God. He owns every atom, every molecule, every square inch, every heartbeat and every breath on its surface. We own nothing. We are just temporarily using His stuff. We have only an artificial, man-made system of ownership which tries to keep us from stealing from each other. God even owns us. It doesn’t matter whether we like it or not.

John the Baptist said He(God) can raise up sons of Abraham from the stones. He is in control of everything. Fortunately for us, He loves us completely even to the point of taking the punishment that should have been ours upon Himself. Spend time in His scriptures to get to know Him better. He wants to meet you there and spend time with you. Praise God and may He bless your week!!

Martyr

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Martyr

White lipped martyr
Entrenched,
Led, fed by fire of
the Spirit
Chains, dark breath of
Ignorance,
At your hands and feet

Satan howls, enslaving
The weak, deluded,
Hot grasp of hell
Around their throats
Calling for your demise,
He dances
Within his dark delight

Until a light breaks
Between grey clouds
Rumblings begin to
Shake the earth
Beneath unseeing feet
Still the cries rise
To champion your death

You raise your eyes
Skin as ashen as the clouds
A warm wind catches, lifts
Damp curls off a cheek
This breeze whispers,
Carries a voice, your name,
Speaks of heaven’s promises

A flame is struck
Wood ignites, flames
Move upward
Voracious tongues of
Pain, heat
Yet, unseen below,
Glory reaches down

Hope releases, disappears
Into a new reality
Within the hot smoke
Of hate
Bliss is born and
Rises
On fresh, living wings of ecstasy!

No matter what you face on this earth, God will go through it with you. We just have to trust, have faith that He is there. This is not our permanent home. We are only temporarily here. In 1st Peter, Peter says we are to live as foreigners here. God loves you and wants you in enjoy His presence in Paradise forever. Praise God!!

 

Essence

Essence

Essence of blood
Released from
A throne above
Soft, silky to
The touch
But each drop contains
A liquid fire

Burning, consuming, expanding
Enters the human
Heart
Rising, flaming up to
Leap to life upon its altar,
A burning release of passion

Ardor sent from heaven
To awaken the within
Of our souls
To purpose, new life,
overflowing joy dancing
among the flames

Multiplying, intensifying
Man’s weak embers
Into an ever rising
Song-lit flame
To ascend the skies
and join their Savior’s
Red flowing passion

drop by drop
it descended,
those red liquid flames
dripping, covering a darkened earth
hearts revive,
encapsulated by
this merciful King’s gift
within the fire of an
awakened life

Had a beautiful sunrise this morning. Pictures above are of that. Praise God!!

Writing about Writing

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Writing is always a struggle for me and I guess for everyone to some extent. I started writing back in my mid-40’s during a very dark time in my life. It seemed to enhance my life in general. I was working to help support the family then started having health problems so I never attempted to get anything published.

Buy boy, some twenty years later, has the publishing world seemed to change. I had to retire because of cancer so I picked the writing back up recently. Now there are several large publishing companies that have seemed to swallow up all the smaller ones that used to be around, and you cannot get your foot in the door without an agent. It used to be there were more smaller companies that would look at your work without an agent.

Today agents seem to only want people who are already known, successful writers or a big celebrity of some type(entertainer, athlete or speaker). Plus, the real art form that it used to be for people like William Faulkner, Virginia Wolf or Scott Fitzgerald seems to have dwindled down. Money seems to be the motivation behind all of it. I realize it is a business, and businesses have to make money to stay in business, but it seems different. There are still some people out there trying to stay creative and artistic with it. Today self and indie publishing are around for us who are small unknowns in the writing world.

Oh, well that’s my complaining for today. I still love to write, and this blog has been fun. May God bless your day and week!!