Tag: Love

Rose

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His Spirit rose in me
His Spirit rose like the dawn
His Spirit like roses
Blooming an otherworldly fragrance
A fragrance sweet and sublime
Leaving me inundated with love
Now I give it back
And stomped on for doing so
I give it back still
It is more than a gift
Who shall receive?

Love, yes

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Today, I give thanks to You, the Lord God, for thy bounty. Even though every day I give thanks for thy food, friends, and family, I also give thanks to you for your true Food that comes in remembrance. The Sacrifice, became a sacrifice. That which comes down from Heaven, has a heart of Love and only Love, whether they be angel or demon, really a fallen angel, that light of life within them is the love of God. They all have it, you have it, I have it. That spark of Life, that spark of Love which ignites all things. If that be separate from God, what remains?  Nothing.

If your hope in Christ Jesus be the very last thing you ever hold onto before you die, He will return to raise you from the dead and you return with Him. Return as in, a living member of the Lamb. Here is something that I remember always: To follow your Heart, a heart of Love will always.

The main message is in there, a message of hope, sadness, and joy, but a renewal of the life of God within and among you all. Some are afraid to see it and say it. Afraid to say what is on His Heart and has been longing to hear from your lips and not just your heart. It is how far we will go to hear and say the words, I Love You, and what those words mean from that soul, the words from the one who’s heart rings it out every day to every one… A woman who called herself B, said once, “God First, neighbor second, myself third. I am third”. Believe in a God who can work wonders and because through His Creatures will you see a world founded on Love and life, not hate nor death.  I prefer to live like someone who is of Love and Life, and need not do the most amazing things to enter the gates of Heaven by Him.

Moments of You

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There are more moments
In my life than not

While thinking of me I am not
But rather of you

Why you
Matters not
Selfish I am not
But in what way

Whatever love is
I would give my life away
Instead He gave me His
In His favour did I convey
A hater I am not

So be bold with your blessings
And I will be bold in my love
That is how you will find me
Says He

But you can find me anywhere
Says He
In the least did we embrace
Kept from love
Of a certain kind

I know and believe in all truth
Sincerity
That I am not
Jesus Christ

But rather one embodied
In the Spirit of Christ
Through the mystical union
Of a certain Sacrifice

The one sacrifice that takes all

For it takes a certain kind of prayer
A prayer of thanksgiving
A prayer of struggle and sacrifice
A prayer of blessings upon the littlest ones

But to those who know of these little ones
If you bless, they will bless
If you curse, they will curse

Woe to you should you curse
Bless instead, trust me
It gets easier
When it reflects in the actions you do

Time to get your hearts in the right place
Believe me
Believe in Love

Forgive

Sons of Thunder

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Did you hear the thunder?
Did you hear it that day?
Did you know?
That it was to call James and John
Together

So the earth shattered echoes with a boom
None felt the wiser
Now love thunders
For the Sons of Thunder
Are Sons of Love

Thoughts

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I was in the hospital a while back and I experienced and witnessed something horrific. Now that things have somewhat normalized and I can think straight again, I must warn that there are demons in those places. The priests, if there, do not cast them out. Cast them out.

Now I am faced with many trials and difficulties, I was affirmed that the trials will soon be over. Then I would be ready, but in fact I was ready the moment the trials began, why?
Well, because of the Holy Spirit, I called and loved;
Fell in love with the Dove, I did
And a dove in love
Loves for life
And this Holy Dove Loves
For Eternal Life

Persecuted on all fronts

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I have taken an account
Of actions against me
Persecution on all fronts

Accountant says
That no love exists
Except from a minor few

But those lacking it
Those slacking it
I always forgive

Despite the call
For destruction
That looms from above

Gone

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Last one
No more will I write
No more will I pour
My heart as I have done

I opened up in many forms
Let my soul wrapped in flame
Stake a claim
But I stood all alone
When love stood before me

I have seen too much to deny
Felt too little from others
To hate this world so much
Believing in a mystery

I could say you won the battle
But what will you lose
When I am gone?

… I never wanted to say I told you so

Come to Me

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I have been told
By many and few
To not dwell on the past
It appears we have no past
And therefore no future
But there is one thing about me
You should know
I love absolutely everyone
And bear their pain or disease
If they passed me by
Turning me into
A hypochondriac
According to science
However, I do not complain
But offer it up to God
He then takes it away from them
If that is what he wants
For it is written
He shall bear their suffering

Your heart is so far away

Remember That

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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

Power To Give

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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

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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

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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

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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

Loss 2

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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

O What A Day

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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

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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