Lil Lad

What a handsome little lad. 

 So much like your dad.

You were not born bad. 

That lie makes Me hopping mad.

It comes from the biggest cad.

I am writing this on a pad.

So you will no longer be sad.

My love, you have always had.,

 and it is so much more than just a tad.

Your scared I haven't been listening, Not true!

I hear you and I know how you have been wishing.

So much so, it has become more like you're itching.

You My son, no one is ditching.  Your pants you keep hitching.

Thinking it's your turn to do the pitching.

Not yet, hold still and let Me finish stitching.

Right now you're needed more in the kitchen.

First I need to correct your vission.

So you will be prepared for your mission.

Later we will do a little fishing.

Everything has it's sequence.

My plan I will not relinquish.

It breaks My heart to see you so squeamish

Even so, I know your love for me will never deminish.

My brave little man, you are the one that will see My plan to the finish.

My prayer of forgiveness

I am asking for your forgiveness now.

I humbly bow.  I am repenting my foul.

This is my vow.  I am shouting it loud.

I love you, wow!  I do this, how?

All because He has dried me with His towel.

Alot of my blame, was my own shame.

I forgot that everyone has their own pain.

This is the reason He came.  

So I could live out His name .

All this time I was so vain. 

 Now I know I am His dame.

At last my pain has wane.

Everyday I will wash this glorious mane in His rain.

His love has ordained that I am sane and my spirit has been tamed.

I have a feeling that He will keep healing as long as I keep kneeling.

My sins He will keep killing.  The layers He will keep pealing.

My mind He will keep sealing.

Grace He will keep dealing.

My head is still reeling.  From all that He is revealing.

Ugly is in the kilm.  Beautiful is not at the helm.

I pray somebody will get this on film.

For soon we will all live in His realm.

How could I forget!

How could I forget you?  Sitting in your pew.

Praying for My cleansing dew.  Seeking a new view.

So afraid I won't hear My cue.

Terrified your heart will never be new.

All because your doubts are more than a few.

I'm giving you more than a clue.

My love for you has always been true.

This I promise too.

My child, I have never forgotten you.

If I answer the monkey's pleas.

 With the berries and the leaves.

What makes you think I wouldn't answer thee.

When your stomach cries out, oh please.

Do I not give you honey from the bees?

And fruit from My trees?

When I covered the cows with leather.

To keep them safe from the wheather

Did I not remember you, when I gave you the animals to tether?

Which is much better than just a feather, or the cows leather.

When this land suffers a great thirst.

Do I not send a drenching burst,

So that you may be quenched first?

I will never forget that your body needs to be nursed.

You are always in my thoughts.

There is no need to look so fraught.

For this I have fought.

That your mind would be taught.

Your every need has already been bought.

You I have never forgot.

My name?

I'm calling your name. This is not a game. 

My glorious child there is no more reason to blame.

For I've wiped away all your shame.

There doesn't have to be any reason or rhyme.

It is just your time.

Come drink of My wine.

I know you have felt bogged down in a marsh.

At times it has just been so harsh.

But that is all really a farce.

It may feel like your going out on a limb.

But trust Me.  Jump in, and go for a swim.

There is no need to worry and fret.

It's not as if we just met.

Remember, I have aleady paid your debt.

I'm not a taker. Nor a shaker, or even a faker.

I'm just Me.  Your beautiful Maker, and sometimes your Waker.

I'm here to fill your heart with bliss, and I'll start with a sweet kiss.

Here to fulfill your greatest wish, and I won't miss.

My love for you reaches up to the sky.  It will never die.

My love is so high, that sometimes, even I cry when I see you try.

Then you give up, and your left wondering why, you have not been able to fly.

Your beauty is as wonderous as the sea.You are as strong as My tree.

If you will just come back to Me, that is all I will need you to be.

For I gave you He.

He is perfection. You are in His reflection.

In that, there is no regression.  you are My blessing.

My lovely daughter, I have not locked you in a shed.You are well read.

Please get that into your head. Now crawl up out of that bed.

We will be wed.  You are not dead.

Once you can completely see, when that cock crowed on three, it was how I meant it to be,

so that you would be free.  then you will call on Me , down on your knees.

He had to give, so that you may live. 

This He did.  My cherished kid.

I'm waiting for you to open your door.  So that I may pick you up off of the floor.

My georgeous girl.  My very precious pearl.

Your eyes

 I love your eyes.  In them there is nothing to despise.  Though sometimes they are dry.   Deep  inside I know you cry.  Your pain is impossible to disguise.  Please, don"t try to hide.

 I'm removing your vail.  So your eyes will not fail.  But there will be times when they go a little pale, and  when they do, I'll be your nighting gale.  I'll keep your eyes from going frail.  My love you will be able to smell.  My child, just inhale.

 I'm erasing your every blight.  every scar and stripe.  The time is finally right.  For you are perfectly ripe.  This fruit I want you to bite.  This is not alot of hype.  You are soaring to the highest of heights.  With all your might.  Now that I have restored your sight.  You are redeemed from the night.

God's rest

      I know you are tired.  At times you feel like you are mired. 

                                            
                                                It makes you weep.  Even in your sleep.

        My child please hear Me now.  Listen, I have given you My vow.

  My word is true.  I will follow it through.  So please don't be so blue.  I will always love you.

         You will walk in rest.  Right out of this mess.  My lovely lady, you are blessed.

  you are mine and not only for a time.  Follow My vine.  It will guide you through the line.

 We will walk with My feet.  All the way to My street. 

                                    I'll carry you on My back.  You won't even have to pack.

  Lay your head on My shoulder.  While I move this boulder.  Rest for a while.  I'll hold you closer.

  It's time to wipe your eyes.  You no longer have to cry.  I will never say goodbye.  I will be right here, by your side. 

This one's for you

                                                        Your pain is real. 

         I can feel your hurt from deep within.  I'm asking you to please, don't give in.

  My love for you flows through your veins.  It is much bigger than a piece of grain.  Infact it is bigger than a train.

  Your beauty is extremely rare.  the stars in heaven can"t compare.  They wouldn't dare.  I gave you an extra share.  It even shines in your hair.  All because I care.

  I have seen to  it that you are well versed.  My cherished child, you have never been cursed.  I love you so much My heart feels like it could burst.

  I am with you now.  I will be with you then.  It doesn't matter when.  Because I will be until the very end.

             Hold on to Me as I hold on to you.  We will be like glue.  Know this is true.

                           Walk with me and be sure.  That you are all that is pure.

  I know you have My light and that you will hold it tight.  As My love for you soars like a kite.  Remember your beauty is just right.

                This is real.  It is time for you to kneel.  Ask Me to heal.  I defenitely will.

  My lovely, the death has already been done.  With Him you have already won.  You will no longer run.

  It is your turn to rise.  I have broken those ties.  You are so wise.  You have My love in your eye

                             Now come fill up on My feast and rest in My peace.

Little Boy

  Little boy asks his mommy.  What's a miracle?  Mommy looks down, smiles, and says.  Why, a miracle is you.  With your eyes so blue.  He says, who?  She whispers softly you.  Your everything that is pure and true.

  Boy fishing with his best friend.  Looks at him and asks.  What's a miracle to you?  His friend just grins at him and replies.  A miracle is a friend , that is there from the beginning until the end.  Always willing to bend.  Sweetly helping you to mend, when life cuts you deep and makes you weep.  My miracle is you.  For that's what you do.

  Young man working on the car with his dad.  Says dad, What would you call a miracle?  Dad rocks back on his heels.  Spinning his wheels.  Says my boy, I believe my miracle is you.  Even when I've been sad, or I've had it bad.  Especially when hard times have made me mad.  You have always helped me to feel glad.  You see that's a miracle to me and it will always be.

  Grown man is sitting in church.  The pracher is teaching about miracles.  Somewhere from deep within, he hears these words again.  My treasured son, My miracle is you.  I had a vision and it became My mission.  So please now listen.  If you do, nothing will be missing.  I created this guy.  Maybe he's a little shy but oh, how he will try.  Whose heart reaches up to the sky and will never say goodbye.  Sometimes he feels he's the one to blame, but I already took away all his shame.  For he did not cry My name in vain.  I've taken him by the hand and I'm bringing him to My promised land.  I'm longing for this guy to understand, from the moment that his life began.  He was destined to be grand.  Now don't you see, that you are he.  You will always be, My miracle.

This is my God Story

                      This is my story.  It is full of God's glory.   So please do not worry. 

  It's so hard to know where to begin.  But  you can rest in the fact that God has already finished the end.  Of course there are still areas left to mend.

  I was not a shy little girl.  I was full of talk and whirl.  Ican't say we lived in timbuctoo or calamazoo, but it was rural.  I was strong and robust.  I know there were times  I caused a fuss, it just seemed a must.  But what would you expect of a child who had been accosted by an evil lust.  Still I was filled with a great gust.  I know to some I seemed a little nuts, but it was just so hard for me to trust.  See my God created me from dust, and He is always just.  He would not leave me on the floor like crumbs from the crust.  Nor would He place me on a shelf,  left to rust.  His plan was to heal every wound from deep within.  Especially every drop of puss.  Until my image reflected His bust.

  When you are raised in a world of pain and sin.  It is so hard to blend.  Even harder to fit in.  Sometimes you feel like you belong in a bin.  No matter how much you wish you could hide away in a private den.  Your spirit, your will, can no longer allow it's self to bend.  Your heart has been rend.  Hope, you wish somebody would send.  You feel tossed in the wind.  Your life, your body, you must defend.  Because of your kin.  Even worse your men.  How could a child even begin to know how to fend.  I'd been better off working at a cotton gin.  Is it such a great wonder I wasn't born with the instincts of a mother hen.  But hope and lessons through His Son my Father did lend.  You see my heart He did not make out of tin.  My heart is now on the mend.  Through the grace of my Father's pen.

  Yes, it's true I always felt the need to strive, in order to surrvive.  In my experience, it was how you stayed alive.  Sometimes I felt my cries, came from empty eyes, and it was just always easier to say goodbye.  Oh, how easy it was to believe the enemies lies.  Destroy me, even now he still tries.  In my younger years he mostly used guys.  Thought he had me in his vise.  Praise God every day my old self continuously dies.  His work in me He costantly applies, and the enemy and his tag alongs are nothing more than a bunch of nuicance flies.  Kind of like a cat with nine lives.  Every morning I rise.  My day is filled with my Lord's highest of highs, and my spirit is a little more wise.

  For a season I allowed myself to be filled with malice and hate.  I'd become so rotten, I'd smell better if I rolled in a pile of bait.  So many times I thought there was no saving me, it was just to late.  Not realizing that Jesus had already paid my rate.  But wait, Oh thankyou sweet Savior, that was not to be my fate.  You see I had a preset date.  With my true life Mate.  To stroll through my Father's pearly gate.

  Oh the amazing wonder of my God's grace.  When we truly understand it, how can we do anything else but drop to our knees in praise.  Once you get a taste.  You must become part of the craze.  You realize that if your beautiful God can forgive your faize.  Then maybe they too were walking around in a daze.  Their eyes cloudy with haze.  In their own messy maze.  Their life turned into a waste.  Maybe their years have felt like a desperate race.  Imagine how amazing it will be when our gaze, finally falls upon His face, and you hear the words, come here my glorious child.   Then He wraps you in His sweet embrace, and whispers I'm covering you in my finest lace.  Now join Me as we walk at My pace.  For you are finished and it is time to leave this place.

  Remember,  from the beginning every one of us is loved and viewed as our Maker made us .  We are God's sweet child.  Whether we are wild or mild.  Sometimes we are a little beguiled or riled.  But know for each one of us our Savior has already walked that mile, and we each have been loved all the while.

  We were made to love and no greater love is there than forgiveness.  That is our business.

  As for my kin and my men.  They too have been healed from deep within.

                                                      Thank you and Amen..