He said pray that it not be winter
On that day for you
O that day of wrath
So then He took Winter for Himself
Upon Himself be bore
For me and you
How did he do?
So far, alive
And heartbeats are like a Harley
Listening to that song that boomed
Made me remember
Remember, that Jesus is King
No matter what happens
No matter what
Tag: Love
Power To Give
I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who truly love
Would step up
But they did not
I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who love to love
Would do so
Without question
But they also did not
This includes myself!
As it is your faith and love
Reflecting through me
As I am merely nothing
Yet
I Am Who I Am
But you
You are also nothing
Did nothing
And hid
So from one breath
I can blow you away
Like a hurricane
As it is in my power to give
Though I prefer the Love path
Either way I can lead you there
Your choice…
What Makes Me Ill
What makes me ill
Is not your diseases or viruses
But your lack of compassion
That the least are driven asunder
By your inflated sense of righteousness
I Am is among the least
Bearing the worst of it all
That is what makes me ill
Know that when I am ill
Angels come to my aid
I Love My Own Art
How could I not love
My own art?
If it be of my love
If it be of my hate
It is my art all the same
So let me be the worst of all
That is how I appear to them
But I can bear anything
Including death
Including hate
Including pain
Yet live
Because of Love
Love loves you
And
I learned
To let Love love me deep
So I do yearn for more
Only Love I give
Nothing in return is bestowed
That makes me the least
As I am still and can weep
But do not gnash my teeth
Peace
Amen
Open Up I Did As Moses
Jesus and I
I open my heart
My heart beats like a drum
That tore a hole from a spear
And I sighed
Because I knew right away
It was Eternal Life
My God
That Spear
Was worse than the nails
Every day
Presence
The presence of God does not end
Especially at the Eucharist
For the Host Most Holy
Is the beginning and the end
May the Lord of Hosts
Lead you to
His Presence
In one another
In the Universe
In you
Loss 2
First some perspective
Feeling ostracized
Is no different
Than the death of a loved one
However to the one left alone
All their loved ones died
Such that without love
There truly is nothing left
But when poustiniks pray
They should remember the forgotten
Before they lose themselves
The joy is only found
When the pain is offered
We found it together
Through the cross
Through the death
Through the resurrection
Amen
Just A Tree
A tree is just a tree
Until it is taken down
And used as decoration
Or a cross
Either way blessings and love
This one has little angels on it
O What A Day
What a day of love
Despite evil afflictions
O what a day of love
When sanctification came our way
O what a day of joy
When salvation came as a child
Had we known they would crucify him
Would we have kept him hidden?
Some things are kept hidden
In plain view for you
Yet a True Life in God we live
And undeserving of every reward
The reward that Jesus promised he did
Oh my heart beats like his own
Deification comes
It comes sooner than you expect
Do pray out of love
O what a day of love
My heart sings it true
Whole Host
I had a vision today
I was before the Throne of God
That was surrounded by all the Saints
Surrounded by all the Angels
I appeared before all of Heaven
And the whole host cheered with praise
I felt unworthy
I was nothing before the Lord
The Throne was empty before I appeared
So I asked the Lord for His Presence
The Almighty Father appeared and He was also Jesus
I prostrated myself before Him
Saw His Feet and asked
Am I worthy to untie your sandals
He said, “You are”
As I removed first His left sandal
I saw His wounds
The scabs were large so I wept tears of Joy
At the worthiness He gave
I kissed his feet and my tears flowed
Onto His feet
As untied His right sandal
My tears flowed onto the wound from the nail
And the wound started to shrink and heal
Lit to Cry
My heart is going to cry
My heart has dipped into the sky
It broke open and let out the light
That light the lit the water to wine
Santa is a false god
**** Spoiler Alert ****
I remember
When Christmas Eve
Was full of wonder and belief
At the birth of Jesus – a baby
Not just a baby
But God made fragile divine
Yes, fragile
Which it is why Santa’s foot
Crushed the stable
Before the warm hearth
And the world celebrated it
Celebrated destruction
That is not love
Your sin is letting this false god
Prey on the greed of children
Turning them into heathens
Because they were all lied to
And continue to be
So the Mother of God
Took her child and flew
Away from this apostasy
To crush the head of Satan
Once and for all
AMEN
Wondering at
My prophesying has been tested
My prophecies have come to pass
I am nobody really
Just a lower case alpha and omega
Remember, there is always mercy
Ask for grace Our Lord will give it
If wrath comes
It was because of your ignorance
Not because of my warnings
My eyes are growing dim
Which means the time is very near
As the lack of love
Allows for a thick blanket of death
For the asleep
A New Heaven and New Earth await
What are you waiting for?
Oy or 0y
Never did keep track
Could not bother with time
It is not real, you know
Cause if the Earth spun faster
You would have had a hundred birthdays
Instead of twenty
What is the worship of the sun?
What if the world spun to a halt?
How old would you be without your clocks?
Where would the sun rest it’s rays?
Just like the Moon
You only see one face
So you know it is possible
What would time be then?
The oscillation of an atom?
Do you like to age?
Face God and worship God
YOUR Creator who loves YOU
Where time has no meaning
And Love by Grace keeps the illusion of time still
Babbling Love
The Lord listened to me babble
I babbled as a child
Just babbled my joy at life
I can only imagine his delight
The Lord never stopped listening
As an adult I still babbled
Babbled my complaints in life
I can only imagine his pain
So I stopped babbling
Babbling in the desert
And listened to the wind
Until I heard nothing
In the nothing was His Voice
That voice that laughed with delight
At my childhood babbling
Forty years later, I Am
Glue
What is grace but the glue
That perfects what is broken
You have to ask for the glue
The Lord will give it to you
I asked for the glue
But just like a child
I started fixing things but me
I saw so many were broken
So when the Lord came back
Glue was everywhere
Except on me
Love is Dying
Love itself is dying
And about to truly die
Do you not feel the blood shed pangs?
And no one cares enough
For if they did for this unworthy vessel
They would let me out
Of this evil prison
Instead they keep me longer
My only way out
Is to LIE
I would rather DIE
Broken Earthenware
You can still hold
Broken earthenware
With love
But it is still broken
If not all the pieces are together
Love can make vessels new
If you believe in the Resurrection
All the while you say to yourselves
What does this mean?
It means the long lost flock
Has not been accepted into the fold
Sheep are still sheep
And I am the shepherd of this exiled flock
Still do not believe?
Not on my head these hot coals are
Feel the burn and anxiety?
It gets worse
Amen
Moses
I Am Moses
No matter what
Second Time
Whoever you think I am
Matters not because
It is now too late
By the time you figure out
The identity of this wretched thief
It will be too late
And for a second time
I will raise the dead
In Christ. Amen
A Prophet Scorned 
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