Choice

I shall return from my walk a new person
Is that not the purpose of the journey

If I taste good
If I taste bad
If I mourn 
Or if I’m glad
It is certainly my choice

But I shall return a new person

I may dwell where the wild waters flow
I  may rest by the contemplative pools
I may rise up to conquer the mountain tops
Or I may dive off the cliffs into the sea
It is certainly my choice

But I shall return a new person

Shall I fear the way that I go
Shall I stall to stay in one place
Shall I plunge into the abyss
Shall I take courage to stand in the mist
I certainly may – it is my choice

But I shall return a new person

So I shall go
	I shall stay
	        I shall dither
	                I shall stray
I shall live
	I shall die
		I shall believe
			I shall lie

But I shall return a new person
Because certainly that is my choice

But I shall go in the Father’s arms
I shall stay in the same abode
I shall die in His love
I shall live in Him

And I am a new person


(c) MDS 8/19/2021
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Portal of Fire

The door is wide open.  The door of my love is never closed.  It is like a fire portal in your heart, within your deepest self.  Some are afraid, because they fear the burning.  But there is no reason to fear.  It is like a burning in your bones – a longing you cannot describe.  It is encoded in your DNA.  When you step into the door, you free yourself to be embraced fully by my love.  The experience changes everything.  The burning is a desire to be fully alive in me.  No harm comes to my beloved ones as they come through the door.

The door is and will always  be open for eternity.  The choice is freely yours to walk through.  I always wait for  you.  Once you enter all is well.  Enter now, enter later – the draw is irresistible, because it is your original design.  Once you taste of it, you will not want to turn away.  Come and see; come and taste; come and experience the fullness.  The only hinderance is fear, but my love has conquered all fear and will overcome all resistance.  My love is infinite.  Selah.

You Have

You Have

You have made me as the Wind
And the Wind cannot be contained
It blows as it wills
And where it goes
The distance we do not know

You have made me as the Water
And the Water cannot be explained
It flows as it wills
And where it abides
The depths we do not know

You have made me as the Light
And the Light cannot be hidden
It shows as it wills
And where it reaches
The breadth we do not know

You have made me as the Life
And the Life cannot be quenched
It glows as it wills
And where it heals
The length we do not know

Awe and Doubt

Smoky Mountain Sunrise (C) Barry Spruce Photography

Doubts
 
Meander through your mind

Looking for a resting place

Gazing at empty spaces

Where thoughts have not solidified



Awe

Thunders through your being

Finding a dwelling place

Overwhelming hidden spaces

Where emotions have been disposed


Awful doubt

Doubtful awe

Thoughts and emotions collide

Freedom of Love

You are defined by my love.
You asked, and I gave.
I gave, and you received.
You received, and I increased.
I increased, and you rejoiced in my abundance.
 
As you rejoice in new found freedom, I strengthen you to move forward into more. Freedom requires strength. Law does not. The fallen mindset hearkens back to the fruit it ate and falls so easily into the lie of self-sustenance. But you my child I strengthen to walk in the freedom of my love, my joy, my kingdom, my provision. You were born again in Christ to receive an inheritance that I prepared for my children. Receive it like a child.

Papa’s Gift

You are named Daughter of God.  Born of my love; sustained in my strength.  My arm does not grow weary; my heart never fails.  My grace is multiplied and everlasting.  Your rest is complete – receive my offering to you. Guilt and shame have no place.  Do not let the lies strangle who you are in me.  I vanquish them with my word.  One look of my eyes destroys the accusations.  So look deep into me, and you will find no condemnation, no doubt.  My faith for you is strong.  My love is solid.  Rest in my truth.  Rest in my loving arms of forgiveness and acceptance.  Be one with me in all things, and you will never be confounded or desolate.  The wilderness has been transformed by the rivers of my love.  The lush garden of my existence awaits all who enter the gate.  The entry is wide open, and all can come.  Come in and bring yourself to me.  Freely receive, and freely bring others to the garden.  My prized fruit like jewels await your indulgence – good to eat, good for life.  My tree of life flourishes now and forever.  Eat only from my tree of bounty, and the fragrance of my love will blossom in you.  The fragrance of my love cancels the fragrance of death and destruction.  The fragrance of my love cannot be defeated.  I have conquered.  I continue to conquer the lies of the enemy.  Light shines and will not be extinguished.  My blessings, my love flood the earth.  My kingdom now established expands.  Praise and glory surround me, because I AM.  You? – you are with me in my glory.  See it, taste it, feast in me.  My love, my mercy, my power endure.

No One Should Cry Alone (Lullaby of Heaven)

 

She’s in pigtails and lace
The pretend party is in place
She calls to him as he comes through the door
Dance with me, Daddy
But he is too concerned with his cares
So she dances with Mr. Teddy Bear
And angels come and surround her heart
Jesus holds her in his arms
Because no one should dance alone

Lullaby of heaven
Angels singing love songs
Jesus crying and singing along
Streams of glory flowing
Lullabies of heaven caressing our heart
Because no one cries alone

He puts on his favorite team’s hat
Grabs his glove, ball, and bat
He prays maybe this time
But he is not chosen
He sits on the bench his mind frozen
And angels come and surround his heart
Jesus holds him in his arms
Because no one should play alone

Lullaby of heaven
Angels singing love songs
Jesus crying and singing along
Streams of glory flowing
Lullabies of heaven caressing our heart
Because no one cries alone

She stands by the little grave
She wasn’t supposed to be pregnant
But it happened any way
Shunned and shamed the baby came
Too soon and too small, she’s lost everything
Angels come and surround her heart
Jesus holds her in his arms
Because no one should cry alone

Lullaby of heaven
Angels singing love songs
Jesus crying and singing along
Streams of glory flowing
Lullabies of heaven caressing our heart
Because no one cries alone

[The way I saw this as I wrote it, the angels were both real angels ministering to broken hearts, but they were also symbolic of individuals partnering with Holy Spirit to reach out to others.  The first "angel" is a grandfather who comes to the party and dances.  The second "angel" is another little child on the playground who says, "come be my friend".  The last "angel" is a nurse from the hospital who comes to the graveside to comfort a mother mourning. May we be listening to the quite voice of Holy Spirit who will guide us so that no one cries alone.]

The Poetry of Our Lives

The poetry of our lives

Like a tapestry woven with many colors

Dark colors woven without skill

Ugly streaks seemingly mar the design

But the master weaver takes over

Skillfully using each dark strand

Creating a beautiful multidimensional image

An image that is a reflection of himself

No darkness remaining – only light

Rainbows of color dancing from his smile

Displayed in the beautiful tapestry of our lives

(Tapestry Picture: This beautiful tapestry is from www.novica.com and is titled “Love’s Flight” created by Peruvian artisan Inka.)

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