We Wait and Wait here for the Sudden The Sudden of Of Pentecost day For you, Oh Holy Gentleman. To come and Suddenly have Your way We have waited and waited for this Pentecost hour. When Love destroys Fear And Perfect Love rises to Power. Oh touch us now Holy Gentle Man. With Tongues of… Continue reading Sudden
Instrumental
“The Lord will save me, and we will play my music on stringed instruments all the days of our lives, at the house of the Lord.” Isaiah 38:20 ESV Oh lalee oh Lalee, oh ukulele Fear not the moth or rust! Instead, Sit still in quiet trust. Oh lalee oh lalee oh ukelalee Play softly… Continue reading Instrumental
Wings of Discernment
Oh Ravens of Satan who come to steal bread ! You have taken Host from my soul and my head! You have made me believe it was a mirage or myth You’ve made me doubt that Jesus promised “if” I look to the right . I look to the left. He calls me ,He draws… Continue reading Wings of Discernment
Easter Octave
1. Silly Lilly , Look away from me your gaze of purity will not set me free! turn your face to the altar where you belong where joy is real and saints write songs! 2. Oh silly Lilly Look away from me! Silly Lilly Look to Him who made you to “be” turn your face… Continue reading Easter Octave
Spring Picking
How small His Holy Hand that bends our stems from this sin rooted land . Heavens Hand high pulled low picks Hollyhocks like us below . sets us stem to stem petal to petal pressing in Petal to petal press and point away from the wild Handicapped and handpicked like Hollyhocks gathered we haggard harlots… Continue reading Spring Picking
Reformation Day
Reformation is Revival. And so , now in these “last days”when The Holy Spirit yearns to make The Bride the One Pure reflection of the Bridegroom, we press in prayer for Revival . We need no longer to be “formed” and “transformed “and “re-formed” , we need to be regenerated Alive !!! I repost this… Continue reading Reformation Day
Dying for Mercy
“The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.” 2 Peter 3:9 Father of Mercy See his twisted slumber. Thin and wanton Time throws him asunder . Father of Mercy I hear… Continue reading Dying for Mercy
A Sunday Shooting
This poem was written Sunday Oct 2 before I heard of the Las Vegas shooter. It is not about the shooting in Las Vegas but about what happens in spiritual space when we gather in our churches to WORSHIP on Sunday. Satan becomes an indiscriminate destroyer of a distracted crowd. Sunday Shooting ( a poem)… Continue reading A Sunday Shooting
The Cup Within
I worked so hard to wash this cup This vessel The Father might use I worked to make it right and clean Readying it to go receive and glean Full , I wrote and rote all your Word So my lips might pour out all I heard And all my doing might put me in… Continue reading The Cup Within
Eclipse
Photo by Rita Atkinson How bright the morning behind the moon.. How darkness drenced death will vanish soon As You hover like a halo around all that’s crying Encircling Your LOVE around the quick and dying Oh Sun of Moon OH SON OF MAN With every orbiting evil Your Glory shines forth Gods Plan 1.… Continue reading Eclipse