Roll Call

Daily

The Most High GOD calls us

out of her ~ the Babylonian/world ~ system

which includes a lot more than meets

the natural

‘I’

 

The methods vary.

 

Once i received the inclination

to reduce then end

my secular music intake

moving on His word too slowly

still turning

to the local urban contemporary station

ready to switch

should its content & decency not mix

 

Before long

every turn on

hours or days apart

featured the same dead artist

 

There was one exception

A change of station presented

an unchanging God

through opening chords

to “Walk Like An Egyptian”

 

My heart heard Him clearly

‘Don’t undo My deliverance

Leave that alone!

Amen…’

 

We are all given a role

maybe two & so forth

according to His purpose

 

This morning

i am inspired to create or find & modify

a cinnamon-raisin roll recipe

to prepare with Love

yet no leaven

 

leaf and medicine (1)

A Vessel Named You

Vertical turnstile bruised my heel

Not so much that i missed the intended departure

in a subway car named 3756

or something like that

for whatever it’s worth

 

On board

a man opened his briefcase

revealing unlikely sheets

of music he read silently

“It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday”

Yesteryear i might’ve agreed more

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Casa Reap

Last night i dreamed

i was conducting dorm checks

of students in ministry

only one of whom i know in waking life

an expecting friend

who chased bad boys and left

campus where they were

commissioned for All

in-tents and purposes

to much higher learning

 

i was grateful to find

two young men where they belonged

With tuition most high

should we have to ask

why do good?

Girls love mammon more

sometimes

 

Above ground

in the light of day

a tall man spoke

to all who had heart to hear

“The bad news

is that we’re in trouble

The good news is that

Jesus is here”

 

True, brother

i understand that

He longs to have us all

on The Vine, mainline

The nerve of us to monopolize

what whole nations need

like Love, water, oil

and clean breeze mixed

with Inspiration

Holding a taller sign

he read my life

simply

“Abide in Christ”

In other words

stay as you were when you met Me

 

Beneath the surface

again

“Ladies & gentlemen

due to an earlier investigation

we are experiencing delays”

both ways

the announcer projected

i didn’t mind

the extra time to ruminate

as thriving depends

on better digesting every morsel and meal

God provides

 

i take every chance to write

as sacred assignment

since trading crushes for building

in the shack

of my rebirth.

Duly Noted

Most peculiar

variation on a theme

I thought I was supposed to forget

or had forgotten me

Bespectacled

strong stance facing mine;

a cross, the Way

I hadn’t introduced

but believe i knew

or am getting to know

Been see(k)ing the desire of my heart

everywhere lately

Dutiful Father showing up

taking me to school

every morning

no matter my route or schedule

Of course, the reflection was just

one of Your sons

yet it made my day to notice him

writing something in his hand

before he stepped away;

a chosen and deliberate activation

of muscle memory

I smiled inside

understanding that

whatever it was

must’ve been important

The Door opened at his station

then a man dressed

as a famous mime sang and strummed

“And I Love Her”.

💡#SOwattage: By Any Other? No. (#Saturdaymorning #devotional)

Humanities scholars or just fans of poetry from Shakespeare and hip-hop are likely to be among those eager to support the sweetness of roses for what they are, not what they’re named.

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Their argument, if confined only to the “Romeo and Juliet” literary work, has merit. One step outside of that context and the general function of phonics seems to offer a serious hook if not real content.

Of fishing for consumption, for instance, a strait (as in Bering, not burying depending on your hometown’s accent) might look and sound perfect for the job. It can’t and shouldn’t fulfill the same purpose as a straight, baited line cast therein by the skilled hand nor does it account for the hungry believer and/or professional’s direct trod to the water source.

Certainly, it does no justice as a jacket in this regard, either.

However…

28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. (Romans 8, KJV)

In His Son alone, we find that all these things converge for His Glory. He Is:

  • Living Water
  • fish (catcher/foreman/mass distributor)
  • via the Holy Spirit, what draws us who navigate & swim about the world right on in
  • the narrow Way forsaking other gods’ vain imaginings
  • our carriage or company in the Walk, and
  • peace that defies conventional understanding, calms our rages & helps us hold it together;

truly Being All to all people as the apostle Paul teaches us to imitate, making chaste the life behind us.

That being said, since He Knows and calls us by ours, shouldn’t we also “kiss the Son” by honoring His rightful Name? According to many, Christ is allegedly an elevated title conferred to more than one throughout the ages and Jesus, also a common name among some cultures, is said to have derived from Greek and Hebrew variants such as Iesous, Yashaya(h) and Yeshua. The name also has its connections to thunder/lightning god Zeus, but that’s another story. In my darkest hours, calling no other Name than Jesus has been my reprieve. God alone Knows that. The accuser and followers will pretend, tease & call crazy those whom God implores to call on Him.

That part of the enemy’s tricks is so bothersome! Any so-called average person would take offense to a date or lover who expected them to answer to an incorrect name. How dare we believe or expect less from the Alpha & Omega? Needless to say, the enemy prides itself on influencing us to engage

  • anger
  • accusation
  • condemnation
  • scare or shame tactics
  • confusion, and sneakily dangerous in this information age,
  • a lukewarm neutrality or false peace that politely wants to agree with everybody.

To constantly dial the wrong number hearing only self, speak incorrectly (or worse, insincerely) and not converse with or cry out to Him at all forces the Beloved into legalistic, rigid and diminished relationship with Our Redeemer. It behooves us to comprehend, then, that any other name and the response from using it is not promised to be sweet.

Despite our birth names and all we/others have done to fit, improve & sully them, what matters most is when and what He calls us—softly or harshly but all-ways uniquely to our qualities via a nature only He Knows will reach us. Then, His True Name (and y/ours) will be written on our hearts never to be removed without our placing and keeping hands in the brier, so to speak.

Disobedience and rushing get thorns[*], some of which may manifest through (not necessarily of) those so close we least expect it. Commitment to grace, holiness and purity in patience beholds and allows us to, in turn, present roses to Him then to what we hope is a growing number of those able to recognize His fragrance. Let’s make sure we truly listen, Love Him, take His hand and apply His Word like Life depends on it.

It does.

May The Sovereign God guide, bless and keep you according to His Will.

#KBDYB

Venus ~ Hot ‘n’… Victorian?

(Illustration: “Venus on the Half Shell” by Lynn Coleman)

Touch it.

Mastamet-Mason, A. (2014). The Saartjie Baartman’s Body Shape versus the Victorian Dress: The Untold African Treasures. Scientific Research Publishing. Retrieved October 14, 2014, from http://www.scirp.org/journal/PaperInformation.aspx?PaperID=49224#.VD3Zw56JOuY