Shadows and Dust

September 5, 2015 at 10:58 pm (Mile Stones, Poems, Remodeling the Mind) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )


Shadows ands dust
That’s what you’d like me to believe I am

Floating on the winds of human illusions
Left to the chance breezes of monetary bondages
Cast into the shadow of man’s invention
Shaped by their slave molding institutions

Oh, but most of all!
Most of all you’d bind me to the chains of me-ism
Every thought revolving towards myself
Caught in the lightless shade of self-absorbtion
This is your highest prize

But by the Grace that shaped the universe
I speak the Name – Yeshua
My eyes begin to light
The world fades dark as night
Yeshua, Yeshua, the Great Light

Fear falls like the shadows and dust you intended for man
Your jealousy crawls in darkness
Yahweh has loved these weak-kneed creatures
Fear follows His thought to the pit

Loosened now, are the chains that perpetuate the self-full soul
The pin point flame of Grace begins a roaring fire
Refining the weakness into His strength
The me-ism loses desire

The inner soul turns instead to the Glory!
Glory, glory in the Highest!
Worthy is the One to be praised!
The envied little weaklings you so abhorred
Now turns from themselves to stand in His gaze!

You screech and paw, and maim and kill
But you are weakness imbodied still
Cast out as the dust and shadows you offered us instead

And what more do or did you have to offer?
You Liar, son of deceit!
I stand in the coat of Blood that’s been offered
Shaking your dust off His feet!

Hear and harken, dust and shadows
You’ll play no tricks on my Savior
My ears will close up to your shadow
My eyes shall see only His Light
HE! HE has decreed it!  It will be so
So even if, I shall become dust again
His breath will again wake me and I will look upon His face, forever!


Isaiah 14:26-27
This is the program planned for all the earth, this is the Hand stretched out over all the nation’s. Adonai-Tzva’ot has made His decision. Who is there that can stop Him? He has stretched out His Hand. Who can turn it back?

Isaiah 32:1-4
There is coming a King who will reign justly and princes who will rule uprightly. A man will be like a refuge from the wind, like protection from a storm, like streams of water on arid ground, like a rock cliff shading a weary land. The eyes of those seeing will not be closed, the ears of those hearing will pay close attention. The minds of the impetuous will learn to weigh carefully, the tongues of the stutterers will speak readily and clearly.

Jeremiah 31:3
From a distance Adonai appeared to me, saying, “I love you with an everlasting love; this is why in My Grace I draw you to Me.

Ezekiel 34:15-16
Yes, I will pasture My sheep; and I will let them rest, says (declares) Adonai Elohim. I will seek the lost, bring back the outcasts, bandage the broken, and strengthen the sick. But the fat and the strong I will destroy – I will feed them with judgement.

Psalms 2:7
I will proclaim the decree Adonai said to me, “You are My son; today I became your Father.”

Lamentations 3:21-39
But in my mind I keep returning to something, something that gives me hope -that the Grace of Adonai is not exhausted, that His compassion has not ended. On the contrary, they are new every morning! How great is Your Faithfulness! “Adonai is all I have,” I say; “therefore I will put my hope in Him.” Adonai is good to those waiting for Him, to those who are seeking Him. It is good to wait patiently for the saving help of Adonai. It is good for a man to bear the yoke from his youth. Let him sit alone in silence when He has laid it on him. Let him submit absolutely; there may yet be hope. Let him offer his cheek to the one who strikes it, and receive his fill of insults. For rejection by Adonai does not last forever. He may cause grief, but He will take pity, in keeping with the greatness of His Grace. For He does not arbitarily torment or punish human beings. When anyone tramples underfoot any of the prisoners of the land; when anyone deprives a person of justice, in defiance of the Most High; when someone is cheated of justice in court – does Adonai not take note of such things? Who can say something and have it happen without Adonai commanding it? Don’t both bad things and good proceed from the mouth of the Most High? Why should anyone alive complain, even a strong man, about the punishment for his sins?

Ephesians 1:7-12
In union with Him, through the shedding of His blood, we are set free – our sins are forgiven; this accords with the wealth of the Grace He has lavished on us. In all His wisdom and insight He has made known to us His secret plan, which by His own will He designed beforehand in connection with the Messiah and will put into effect when the time is ripe – His plan to place everything in heaven and on earth under the Messiah’s headship.


♡ Grace and Shalom in Yeshua the Messiah ♡

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Yeshua (Jesus)

November 19, 2014 at 2:09 am (Mile Stones, Thoughts to Ponder, WSGD Newes) (, , , , , )


To speak of Yeshua (Jesus) my Savior, Friend, Brother, Rabbi, Teacher and Someone beyond words to describe or paint a picture to lend His scope of Being to even my own comprehension; but it is here I or anyone must start.

Inside me; He is the Still small Voice, the Nudge, the Tug, the Pull, the Great Disturber of my peace, the True and Faithful One, any and all Righteousness, Purity, Grace, Mercy, Compassion, Love, and Patience. Good.

Always beside me, yet at the same time ahead, behind, above and below me. Present! Present! Timeless and existent in any and all compass or measure.

Anchored to our Father’s Will, Interceding always before Him, stretching the work of the cross across my brow to mark me as Forgiven. Holding me up to Him and out to Him, with His blood to demand payment for my every debt of His broken heart.

Standing ever in front of me to deflect the shaming arrows of an enemy that is never at quits to accuse me of every wrong I have done, will do, either in thought or deed. Yeshua the Great Scorner of Shame, that in His very likeness dissipates Blame. Breathing out flames of Truth to refine, reform, and renew me – without a break, or sleep or quitting – unceasingly blocking the death I deserve by reminding the entire Creation and Created of His own for which He has given me as an identity. Dead to myself, Fully alive in Him. No doubts, no debate.

He is the Living Communication of Life, Beauty, and blessed humanity flowing continuously down over my soul, mind, and spirit. Guiding, Leading, Teaching, Loving, Cherishing, Embracing, Inviting, Delighting, Rejoicing, Inspiring, Encouraging, Exhorting, Disciplining, Rebuking, through the Bonds of His Covenant made before I was exposed to the thin air of the fallen world He brought me forth to.

He is the Gate, the Door, the Way, the Truth, the Life, the Light by which I am bound, yoked to. .. Indeed I am His Bride. He knows my being and I His Voice and I follow Him… follow on a magic carpet provided by His Grace and Mercy. This carpet covers me as a Robe when I lay down, like His own skin. .. He covers me. Cloaking, warming, protecting. Then when I awake His strength is threaded underneath me to fly into the Will of our Father. Calming storms, transforming my inner being the whole way, unblinding my eyes to see, opening my ears to hear, releasing and capturing my lips to speak or be quiet. Enabling my mind to learn. Tuning my perspective to His Ways that are not comprehendable to any such without His presence to decode the handing out of Truth from the Kingdom of Heaven to the kingdom of men.

He is Everything He said, says and the only reliable anything.  He is my Control Tower, Beacon, Cloud in the day, Fire by night, River of life-giving water – constant, dependable. His is my breath, His is my life-force, His is my origin, my end, my inbetween. He is, was, and ever shall be. In Him is all sense of order, chaos, life, death, intelligence, conscience, – He alone is Knowledge, Wisdom – He alone must know! Not me. I need only know Him, of which the flow of such knowledge floods the gates of my being. Opening and closing doors; past, present, and future all at the same time. He is Freedom. He is my ceasing, and my going. My doing and my resting. He is my Claiming and Vow. There are no such claims or vows apart from Him. None.

He is my Credentials. He is my Resume. He is my Education. He is my Worth. He is my Redemption. He is my All. Without Him, I am nothing! But in Him… oh… oh I am beyond reckoning!

He was from the Beginning, He is all existence inbetween. He is the End of which there is none. He is my offering, my tithe, my going out, my coming in. He is the meaning and purpose to everything. He is the color in my eyes, the focus of my brain, the function of my heart, the flow of my being, the movement of my body and the passion of my spirit. He is Excitement! He is the Master Builder, Orchastrator, the Instrument, the Note, the Tune, the Rhythm, the Beat, the Harmony, the Melody, the Main-frame of His Music. I am His Song. Sung from the recesses of Time, His Idea is my chime.

He is my Thought, Captor, Master, Captain, Holy Initiation of all action.
He is the Sea, the Wind, the Air, the dust of earth beneath my feet. He is the Unshakable. Unconquerable. Undiminishable. Unfailing hold upon which I submit. He is the Source and Origin. There is none but Him.

He is the very essence of Laughter, Joy, Delight, Giggle, Play, Fun, Humor, my Bosom friend. Oh how we have life! Beautiful, Light, carefree, unwithheld, unabated Joy! We dance, swing and fly! We walk, run and sit. We lay down together. We rise up. There is no separation. All my fears have a home called Love. All my wonder fits in His hands. All my questions have answers. All my minutes have purpose. All my failings have strength of pure success. Only in Him. Only in Him!

He is my Complete. My Peace, my Wholeness. My Hope. His only is my Trust. Nothing else. He is First. Beyond all other love’s and loved ones. I forsake them all for Him. Yet in my forsaking of them for Him they are never forsaken. Always forgiven. Always brought to bear under Hope and Encouragement. Never ever thought the worst of but replaced with the Best – Him. Only Him! Ever Him! He is my First and Last Love and so my love shall never cease!

His alone is my Burden, Yoke, Chain, Suffering and Character. He alone directs my Health, Well-being,

His Spirit is my Counselor, Instructor, – always True, Right, on the money, 100% of the time. Always free of charge. Never asking for what I can not pay or give or do. He is my Undoing, and my Doing. He is the Shaper, Former, Designer, Engineer. My Map, my Guide, my GPS. He is my Locator, and Fixator. He is my North. My True Direction. He is the muscle that gathers every leap and the wings that prevent my descending. He is my Gravity, Center and Heart. He is. He is. He is!

He is my Portion. From Him I flow…out…out always out and into others for others for Him. Forgiveness, Mercy, Grace, Patience, Love, Compassion, Endurance, Forebearance, without end – without ceasing – always! I delight to make Him smile because He smiles at me… first! I delight to enjoy Him and all His works! Because I am His Work of art. I run to Him… run like I’ve never run to anyone or anything! Even my shame has no legs compared! Praise Adonai! Praise Adonai I am spared!

He has touched every part of me and left nothing to chance. He is my Watchman, Warrior and Lover. My Intimate Cover. He is. He is! He has! He will! He is my Escape and Reality. He is! Hiding me and exposing me at the same turn… perfect balance. Tender so tender with my frailties, gentle and precise and loving. Every cut He rends in my flesh produces miraculous works of Holy proportions. His surgical skills are altogether beauty and blessing. He is my Great Physician! Healing and cleansing with the strong arm of Forgiveness, Mercy and Grace! He sends my every demon to the pigs! He blocks all ways for reentry. He cleans my house and creates His Temple! Wondrous! Wondrous is He! He is my High Priest, my Levite! He is my King! The Ruler of my soul. My measure is stretched as far as He can go! My riches outweigh the grandest of all comprehension. Piles and loads and mountains of Love-covered sin! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Great is His Love! Unsearchable are the ends of His Ways! Victory is engraved on Him!

This is Yeshua! For me! For all! Do you want Him? Do you need to need Him? He is! He is! For you and for me – He is!


Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah

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That is the Question…

January 6, 2014 at 3:41 am (Thoughts to Ponder) (, , , , , , , , , )


***The following is a quote from the book Rift in Time by Michael Phillips. ***(all emphasis mine)

Many of Mrs. Wagner’s words repeated themselves over and over in her brain. She still did not understand all she had heard. But she understood enough to know that God’s Voice was speaking quietly to her.

“Do you acknowledge God intellectually, or have you made Him Lord of your life?” she could hear Erin’s mother (Mrs. Wagner) saying. Juliet smiled as she remembered the woman’s next words, “With all due respect to Shakespeare, that is the question.

“What does it mean to make Him Lord?” She had herself asked.

That’s the relinguishment,” Mrs. Wagner had answered. “To make another Lord means giving up your right to sit on the throne, to make decisions, to set your priorities, to determine your future. Who is in charge? Who makes the decisions? Who is Master? There can be only One Lord in any human heart. If you are your own master, there’s no place on that throne for the Savior of men. Its the decision who will be the permanent occupant of it that eventually comes to all. And upon that decision all the rest of life hinges.
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I recall having watched the movie Invictus with Matt Damon and Morgan Freeman. The story is a small glimpse of the story of Nelson Mandela. The movie is “good”. Inspiring, clean, and rubs the ointment of God’s ways on fallen fleshly human beings. It wasn’t until a quote from Mandela came upon my ears that I became leery of its over all message. The quote?

“I am the master of my fate.”

It went with more words in the same vein but those words pulsated around my spirit and put the rest of the movie in perspective for me. Hearing again Yeshua (Jesus) say

“Not everyone who says “Lord, Lord, will be welcomed…many having said…but Lord, didn’t we do all the good things…”

Mandela did indeed do “good” things (if the movie has portrayed the truth) but if…if…Mandela was the master of his own fate??? Its questionable why anyone can take the credit for the “good” they do…albeit even if it was a “good” God would endorse.

The quote from the book above is Nail on the head truth! There is not an inkling of the Spirit of God in words that suggest anyone can master their own fate…much less a day of their life! Relinquishment must happen every day…to The Master of all fates.

What a gift to be given the choice to give up our lives that the Master of all Good can take what we do and make it all good! Glory to God!

Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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April 8, 2013 at 12:40 am (Poems) (, , , , , )


How do I worship You
Lord of the sky?
No words do justice
To what meets the eye

Fall short of the view
I praise Thee, I praise Thee
Is all I can do


How do I praise You
Oh Lord of the Light
Reflecting, reflecting
The beauty in flight

Thoughts from my brain
My heart, soul, and spirit
Reaching for something
And not coming near it

Eclipses the sight
Creating a language
Gives silence its height


How do I worship You
Oh Lord of all need
Pouring and flowing
All that You feed

Fall short of what’s said
I receive! I receive!
In You I am fed


How do I praise You
Oh Lord of Delight
For Your play and frolics
Displayed in the night

Your nearness
Your touch
Your intimate moves
Break all the rules
That this world disproves

Two words find no home
For in You all things are
And make me see Home


How do I worship You
Lord of all strength?
Kidnapping breath
Enlarging its length

Sound ceases fruitless
Refrains steal the wonder
I stand small and still
And wait for Your thunder

Your pulse into sight
Creatures of beauty and creatures of fright

Holy sacred
Breathed intention
Straight from Your heart
Every life, every living thing
Your Life from the start


How do I praise You
Oh Lord who steps in
To right every wrong
Collecting wages from sin

The mind simply stops
And watches enthralled
Teaching the heart
To trust You with all

Can only be spoke
Since thus You have named Him
Now to Him I do yoke


Oh Lord I do praise You
Beyond words, beyond thought
In Spirit and Truth
For that which You brought

In Sunlight and Shade
In Color and Sound
In texture and sight
In all You – Profound
All that my eyes see
All that my ears hear
But mostly for everything
You willed my heart and soul to understand
Not with intellect or words
Nor definitions for ease
With the Goodness of God alone
That from within You release


Thank You God of Mercy!
Thank You God of Grace!
Thank You for this day!
Another chance to seek Your Face!
Thank You for being Found
By the lost, by the blind!
Thank You Father God
For all Your Love of every kind!
In the struggles and the dark
In the laughter and the smiles
Your awesome Power stretching stretching every soul’s galactic mile!
Becoming small and untraceably large
To this sinner You call Your Child


Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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Lord, These Hands Have More

February 4, 2013 at 3:54 am (Poems) (, , , )


Lord, these hands have more
More to give
Than just a simple touch
They emptied out
The tiresome thought
And now know not so much

Lord, this mind has learned so much
That galaxies feel yet near
Yet all its stores
Are but a book of dust
Without action to keep from rust

Moths and rust do destroy
But from You they were made
To teach the treasure
To take its measure
And run the race You bade

Father these feet
Are sore and creeping
But full of run by will
Help them swift
And sure of falling
To keep humility still

Lord this heart
Stoney and soft
Equal parts it holds
Be there inside
Is all I ask
You shape what it molds

Lord this child
Is Yours alone
There’s none can part me hither
Sin or stone may accuse
Yet Yeshua’s death made wither
Render it all
Come and call
Up to where He sits the Victor

And harken me
A victory
For You to do more
I the less, for sure
Fill this cup
And teach it to share

For how can I, my Lord
Be well in accord
If my fellow man be so fallen?
None to blame
Just to claim
How Your love
Knows none unworthy

Lord these hands have more
This heart has more
These feet still move

Make the mind to the will
Obey Your voice instill
And give till all are filled ashore
Heavens hands have brought
To the gates of rot

Make me never end
In giving
Keeping no account
For theres no amount
To all that has been forgiven

Make these words
Grow hands
And feet move swift
Where the heart You hold is cast

Else all deed and rust
Be this child of dust
Find a wind so galed and driven

Bare me out among
Those You named a son
A daughter of Your heart
Through the dark
A Light was given

The dark is but a box
Where Light is hidden
For the seeker shall find
A but high and loftier mind
Than this world can ascertain
Thoughts not ours
Are the dowry You give
For the simple and mundane

Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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