Category Archive: Open

Apr 26

Poem “Flip The Switch”

Flip The Switch While we access music through the miracle of radio, why is it that we struggle to grasp the miracle of prayer? Electricity, sound waves, thought—invisible to the naked eye, yet energy and power just the same. Flip the switch, bend the knee– it’s all the same. April 26, 2016

Apr 26

Poem, “Four Dimensional Beings”

Four Dimensional Beings As four dimensional beings, we walk the streets of a three dimensional realm clothed in three dimensional robes which mask our four dimensional attributes, capacity, and godliness; and while darkness shrouds the earth, it cannot dim the four dimensional light which burns brilliantly within each one of us. April 25, 2016

Apr 21

Poem “Pool of Insanity”

Pool of Insanity Eating dinner with BPDs is stepping into a pool of insanity where truth and reason give way to disconnected circuits, and amnesia. Throw me a life vest, please; I’m sinking. April 18, 2016 I picked up J and took her to the bishop’s storehouse. S beat her up on Sunday morning while …

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Apr 21

Poem, “Can’t Make You”

Can’t Make You I can’t make you say good night, or say hello when you get home from school. I can’t make you tell me thanks when I’m there for you whether at the game or pool. I can’t make you join us when we eat a meal, go to church, kneel in prayer. I …

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Apr 21

Poem, “Take What Comes”

Take What Comes If you want miracles in your life, you need to take what comes with it– all the challenges. 4-19-16

Apr 21

Poem, “Strands”

Strands Strands of light penetrate the veil as I seek light, connection, and clarification. Strands of grace, hope, and love that I may know God, and Jesus Christ where I am lifted into a realm of expansion and glory, where light and knowledge pour in; Numberless strands interwoven anchoring my soul to Him. April 17, …

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Apr 16

Poem “Thrash Not”

Thrash Not Send not the reapers, for the seed is yet being sown. Have ye no more sowers? Thrash not the wheat until the harvest. April 13, 2016 J called over and over this morning and I know she’s always in the mode of needing.

Apr 16

Poem “For The Test”

For The Test You’ve been given the best to give you the best chance to be tested and tried when I take it from you, prelude to the coronation when you return to me. April 11, 2016

Apr 16

Poem “Hidden”

Hidden Just because my thoughts are hidden inside my body’s cloak, it doesn’t mean they’re hidden, for mortality hides nothing from the eyes of God. April 14, 2016

Apr 16

Poem, “Reapers And Sowers”

Reapers And Sowers Lord, the reapers have come–again. Must I endure the continual thrashing? There is seed yet to be sown; is there not a field ready for the thrashing? It’s yet Spring. J inspired. John C. Maxwell teaches the need for us to be sowers, not those going around looking for what they can …

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