Heart’s Cry

Is there God

God! Is there a Father

Are you what I imagine

Could you be different than our stories

We live, we die

Where do we connect

We imagine, we build, we destroy

Can we distinguish our own realities

Life, creation, being in motion

Circles of relationships connected, disconnected

The space between explosive potential

Can bonds be restored once exploited

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



Do you see me
Do you see me

Because I am there

In the darkest places
In the deepest despair

I am there

Did you stop looking
Did you give up all hope

Because I am there

In the darkest places
In the deepest despair

I am there

Will you look up
Will you hope again

Because I am here

In the darkest places
In your deepest despair

I am here

You see me
You see me

Because I am here


Awe and Doubt

Smoky Mountain Sunrise (C) Barry Spruce Photography

Meander through your mind

Looking for a resting place

Gazing at empty spaces

Where thoughts have not solidified


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.

Fire of Love

The power of my Spirit moves. But it moves in love. This is how you discern – is it in love? If love is not the core, then it is not of me. My very being is love. My substance is love – undiluted, unpolluted, other focused love.

You must grasp this burning love to know me. I burn the darkness from you. I illuminate the darkest corners of your existence. When you embrace this fire it consumes. What is left unscathed is my image in you. My image that has always been there buried under the cares of the world and the hurts that only I can fully see. But don’t despair and don’t be frightened; my fire of love is good. I don’t and I won’t hurt you. Discern with my heart and don’t be afraid of my fiery love. Stronger than death my love is a seal upon your heart, my treasured bride.

Ascended to Life

I love you with an everlasting love. Death and hades cannot overwhelm my love. Descent to hades and the defeat of death were accomplished in my love. No one who loves me is destroyed by death. Death has been conquered. The gates were exploded from within. My descent became your ascent. You will not descend to death and the grave. You have ascended to life in me. Eternal life is in the Son. You are in the Son – united as one.

Rest in the truth of unity. Proclaim my work of restoration. All things have been restored and reconciled in me. My work is finished, is sufficient, is all encompassing. There is nothing for you to add. Can you not rest in this? What would you add to what I have done? Heaven, hell, earth, sea – what is not contained in me? Can anything abide apart from me and my love? I think not!

Align your mind with my truth. Salvation came, Salvation saved, Salvation is not limited by your theology. My salvation reigns supreme despite your theology. Give up your limitations to the God of the impossible, and major in my love. Rest in my joy. See the impossible unfold. Perceive me in others. Look past the flesh and outward appearance. My heart is yours – use it. I abuse no one; I love all. My acceptance is universal. My redemption will not be limited by your thoughts. Selah.

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.

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