With Me

In the midst of mist and mystery Lost in the foggy creeks of memory My heart withers, a lone leaf alone and tossed by the winds of misery I swallowed a swig of the hangman’s gin My music drowned beneath hades’ din In the darkened vale of vanity Surrounded by a miasma of misery Beneath the eerie stare of the element in a malevolent maze crooked and bent My soul is frayed and at its wits end For I walk through the gorge of shadows Swept away by death’s dreary draft I walk alone haunted by the hoot and howl fearful of the chasing horde and hounds of hell Then I see your rod and shepherd staff FOR YOU ARE WITH ME FOR YOU ARE IN ME FOR THOUGH THE HEAVENS WILT AND THE EARTH CRUMBLES though oceans run into the brooks of barrenness and the creeks creep into chaos YOU ARE FOREVER FOR You ripped apart the heavens Pouring forth

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What do you have

We impart presence through speech. It is not about the volume or profundity. It is about the source. When we speak as believers, we speak as ones operating from the domain of Kings. Our words are Spirit and Life, this means they birth unusual realities. The words that take their source from the heart of the Father alter the course of lives and realign environments If we tap the heart of the Father we release the person of the Spirit. Understand that when we say what the Father is saying we release a reality that is within reach for the listeners. We are not merely spewing complexities but vital realities that we can give out…Case in Point: “What I have I give unto you” – PeterDon’t seek to sound deeper than you are. Simply plunge into the Father. He is deep enough… What do you have? Are you drawing from the Father or from your flesh?   

Light Be

The voice emerged from the depths of the darkness that suffused the void and empty earth. He had always been there. This voice was before even the earth was formed or framed. It was the voice of the Architect. From the womb of Love He had conceived of a people. This was the first of many phases in the Architect’s grand plan. He saw it all as one singular act… an act born of Love. It would start with the cry of a lamb offered for the ones to come. It would be a cry that as a lion’s roar would rage through the foundations of the earth. The echo would never grow faint nor fade beneath the din of darkness. There was silence. One could hear the fluttering of wings. The Spirit had always been there. Silent… Brooding… Surveying…  He spoke… “Light be”

Truth

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went on a camping trip. As they lay down for the night, the fire dwindling nearby, Holmes said: “Watson, look up and tell me what you see”. Watson said “I see a fantastic panorama of countless of stars”. Holmes: “And what does that tell you?” Watson: “Astronomically, it suggests to me that if there are billions of other galaxies that have roughly similar stellar population densities as represented by my view, that, potentially, trillions of planets may be associated with such a galactic and, therefore, stellar population. Allowing for similar chemical distribution throughout the cosmos it may be reasonably implied that life-and possibly intelligent life-may well fill the universe. Also, being a believer, theologically, it tells me that the vastness of space may be yet another suggestion of the greatness of God and that we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, the blackness of the sky and the crispness of the stellar images tells me that

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The Presence

4 1-2 Now Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, left the Jordan and was led by the Spirit into the wild. For forty wilderness days and nights he was tested by the Devil. He ate nothing during those days, and when the time was up he was hungry. I will be looking at a single phrase in the portion of scripture above; as I believe it is of severe relevance to our generation. We live in a popcorn generation. We sway to whichever opinion is popular no matter how corny it may be. From pews to the ports we see a brand of lily-livered Christianity that bears no resemblance to the One called the Lily of the Valley. Christianity as defined by the early church refers to the indwelling of God in mortal jars of clay.  Paul prays an elaborate prayer in his letter to the church at Ephesus. Without mincing words he utters such a speech that to the uninitiated may appear to be

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