How He Move

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I love The Way
Man’s fear is not the admission
price for Salvation
but Jesus’ Blood Is

Pure despite ingrafting
More indelible than the deepest stain
Iron-rich in Compassion for the poor
yet free every go-round

The Son Has It
so a new thing Shall all-ways Spring
We learn and teach patience in the process
of growing up
and/or
deeper, hopefully, in Him
After all
even Earth’s burial grounds are The LORD’s
The fullness thereof, Given

One weak…
I saw two surrender to longsuffering
while countless others cried and cursed
in and out of character
for more expensive, less effective medicine

It can’t be easy
to battle addiction, demons
yet embrace The Most High
with equal and opposite fervor to an enemy who somehow enters quiet, secure rooms
daily swept clean
Cameras can’t detect them
They never sign in

Invisible to the worldly eye
fallen angels strive to keep the vulnerable
company provoking them to misery
through escalated depths
of visual, auditory noise
desperate to confuse
those who would hear The Master’s Voice

If the comfortable Christian would also count those persecutions they know nothing of as reason to praise God
the joy might feed reverence that feeds humility that feeds masses to move mountains by faith alone
No pyramid schemes, but a Great GOD thing

Some must first plead guilty for an impromptu visit with the team
We watch torment travel throughout the unit
finding it difficult to stay
Though He Shows up differently
for you and me
Jesus’ Sovereignty, then, Is identical now and all-ways
I have no doubt
some of us plead
paperless Coverage of that same Blood
to start the day…

Night…

Shift, whatever it is.

Pass over
the murderer
the sex offender
the cutter•spitter•fighter…
and go your own way, Sheol
This circle is no incubator for the father (or offspring) of lies
Even the eldest’s wrinkles are now boundary lines in Christ
reading “DO NOT. CROSS!”

The peripheral eye witnesses
those alive in peace
prepared to protect me
I’m not designed to blush, but smile readily
inside
A quick salute is seen once
I return to duty

Figure eight-wise, figuratively foreign wives have taken eyes captive relative to The Bride of Christ for a long time.
Even the fairest and wisest of men once exchanged Truth for a talisman.
How the trappings of modern Life and privilege pave ways to sin!
With God’s Time and Purpose, a sound mind may return after genuine repentance from lessons learned.

As much as I have failed self & others in varied areas
The Holy Spirit Cannot
so I’m happy to follow His Lead
no longer rushing ahead without Him

Silent groans aside
I must say that I’m amazed
how He Moves right
into every place we didn’t
even know we need(ed)

A Cleansing
Breath of fresh air
or Anointing
with refining Fire
where wrong tried its best to have the last word

It’s ok…and an honor to finally trust
The Advocate > accuser
Comforter > competitor
Teacher > traitor
Friendship > folly or having to force another into faith

My Companion…

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Say It with Your Chest

There is always
at least’ one
privy to great power
yet not privileged
to wield it
in the present

Tense

Be mindful of minimizing
rightful anger’s potential
grandeur available to any
in the human experience
who would rather go overboard
inward
child and all
than submit to pseudogods
who call captivity friend-ship

He Who Commands ALL storms Captains this
Another captioned his
by quoting the silent
slip into darkness

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Many tribes(wo)men cut into flesh
only after pain dug into them
We have no excuse post-Proof
yet I understand
what it means to feel
broken
even
as one
numbered, of a peculiar kind

forgetting to Be
for having to cry
for pleural freedom
for too long

There Is an undefiled Garden in my heart
that shall not burn unto consumption
As
Love Is the Root & Branch
of Its perennial Fruit

Be ye Grafted with gratitude

Word-Life…

There is a difference between imagination and premonition.

Neither is to be in vain.

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Love and self-esteem walk the same street, only sometimes holding hands.

Neither is to be in vain.

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Nowadays, such pride accompanies being fluid with all

Open containers, carry and sharing of The Living Water appear to be the crime

for covenant people who consider it suicide to believe The Most High’s rainbow isn’t enuf

choosing not to be consumed in future sorrow instead of considering the ‘right here’ & ‘No…’

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With all due respect

only The Redeemer Knows the When of What’s next

as His Unchanging Hand yet Leads The Way

Methodical and Orderly

in His upset or Pleasure

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Lovely

with or without a ring, circles, cliques and unwise jewels

Are we as His Wife

The Bride need only kiss The Son reverently

in rough and smooth times

until…

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His Pulse Sets the p(e)ace

with Saving Blood that Cleanses, Connects and Courses through the veins of His growing Body across the ages

“even unto  ‘The End‘”.


 

He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.

~Revelations 22:20-21


 

NOTE: Full companion Text is linked, in bold.

Milestones

I missed the 10th.

I delighted in checking in with Him moreso than daily thanks, praise and maybe an encouraging or admonishing digital thing to say

to those with ears, heart to hear

and I missed the 10th.

 

That I am

here yet another eight days later is living proof that He Didn’t Forget His entry

of Lifebreath to my vessel of clay, good intentions and other imperfections

Before and after all, He Is the ever-Faithful One.

 

It’s clear to me that I’m just the wannabe:

healthy, happy, helpful, successful albeit in terms the average wishlist or TV commercial have nothing to do with, protected and vindicated in battles that may or may not include some fault of my own, mutually well-loved by one special human I’ve probably yet to meet in order to possibly make three and another humble desire or two

that hasn’t died to self enough to express in fullness without common, ‘this sounds holy’ lip service

the final living answer of I want to be “more like Him”

wherein constant comfort and merchandising aren’t the best steps to take

forward on His narrow yet necessary Way.

 

In this space He’s Given me

a new (church) home, witness at work, good report, vision from where a spirit of opposition would come and how to redirect it to Him with Love, a new recipe that will accompany His Word and go far to feed those who gather, a beautiful new song 7and renewed focus on what matters

 

That’s when I remembered what I’d missed, that He must’ve also Missed me

my praise, worship and gratitude among billions

whose greatest Work is to accountably love Him too

despite all the so-called good and unspoken bad we do.

 

An ever closer Walk with Jesus Christ our Savior is in Order

Keep going

Even weaponized stones pave the foundation

step-by-step

day-by-day.

 

Companion

Protect Your Witness

“Alone in a room

It’s just me & You”

I feel so found

because I AM…

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THAT I AM Saw ‘It’ through

Proverbially

from fires, frying pans & increasingly lonely dinners

to rest on Him at a Table only He Could Prepare

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Shame it took decades in the wild to Bring me there

but praise GOD clarity, peace & love occupies

the space once held by doubt, fear, sarcasm

mine(s) or passersby

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I welcomed The Holy Spirit to the new place and He Filled it

Providing such Comfort and Companionship that every need Is Met

Basics + discreet ways to serve and such now

Soon enough, maybe some beneficial wants, a bed

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It’s 20:18, Judges

Judah’s Lion, King Has long since Gone before me

Worship in Spirit & Truth MUST follow accordingly

He humbly Hung ~ Cross°Crown°Ensign ~ to Teach us: Obey & Abide for free

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Sealed

Delivered

finally…

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I’m home.

The Trigger Gets to Know The Heart

Cactus & balloon “Impossible Love” featured image:
© Sven Grothe

 

We are always learning.

The billboards we pass en route to a destination, commercials on the computer or TV screen and all the other created we encounter in the process share pieces of simple and complex lessons daily.

2 Timothy 3:1-7 Teaches us of a time not extremely different from the world’s current state wherein the easily swayed flesh nature embraces the type of education that is “never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.”

That’s real, unfortunate and, thankfully, not at all the focus of this sharing. This post, begun eight days from the initial posting of the last and on time for the agreement between my King & I, made its way to my consciousness during some refresher trainings on emotional and psychological triggers of trauma.

Don’t get me wrong…I did pay keen attention to the content and team members sharing the task. The case studies and audiovisual testimony of people who endured or committed horrible things, at times creating and projecting the illusion of them by proxy did its job to heighten our sensitivity and encourage more effective assessment then address of diverse needs.

The spirit of the week did try to stir anger or decisions to dwell in confusion regarding certain traits, poke holes in my tear ducts and treat my heartstrings like a harp here and there.

However, the omnipresent God Gives His Word, Holy Spirit and contentment to His children in and of any age, wherever we are. [Jeremiah 23:23-24, Proverbs 15:3, Colossians 1:9-20, 1 Timothy 6:6]

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Both Sides Now

Somewhere between first saying “Happy New Year” 2018 and “here”, the last digit’s been staring me down some. (I wanted to say it was waving at me or the like to get my attention, but look at it… It’s not built that way. There are two openings, however. For these purposes, I will call them eyes. Thanks.)

Without second thought, yesteryear’s consciousness would have emphasized the ‘build & destroy’ balancing act the number itself appears to perform effortlessly. After all, two opposite but complementary realities are facing each other at their most pivotal points.

For either to fall off, so to speak, is to create a completely different number/entity/time altogether. Not even marked by the emptiness or potential of two zeros, the image is of two random teardrops–or map markers these days. Turned on either side, as we do when we choose rest or get knocked down in Life, His Infinite Power Is represented regardless.

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The Holy Spirit Began Whispering reminders of eight’s Biblical importance into my temple. The Ark’s roll call for salvation in a dire time [Genesis 7:7]…the day of return after the allotted week of menstrual and/or (male) childbearing separation [Leviticus 15:9, 12:2]…days from birth after which male children were to be circumcised [Genesis 17:12]: all eights.

I decided, or maybe He Decided and I simply honored the memo, that I would commit to deeper training and stream-of-His-Consciousness sharing with God’s Word on every eighth day this year as He Allows.

{NOTE: Pending inclusion of the Daily Post prompts in this space isn’t necessarily His Idea, but helps me keep (His writing gift) keen to environmental changes yet sharply focused on Him.}

If even after prayer the flow feels sluggish or not quite as perfect as I might like, I would advance more fiercely before The Throne.

Isn’t that part of what it is to tarry for His Holy Spirit? Doesn’t our Heavenly Father Want us to engage and wield His Word with fervor for greater inner-standing? With all the rumors of war and arguably less weighty matters plaguing the world, shouldn’t we be ever fiercer with our greatest Weapon for taking down spiritual strongholds?

 

The blizzard and sub-freezing temperatures that ushered in the year as well as other recent climate changes have been violent.

Shift dynamics that allow little time for self-care plus the very idea of mandatory flu shots (or stay-on, turn patient comfort-off masks) that can’t possibly address all strains of the virus and offer no defense against others’ (hand) hygiene OR simple colds no matter how careful I’ve been are violent.

The way I made through fresh cranberries, kiwis, citrus, peppers and a Kleenex box yesterday and today alone is kinda violent.

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The final yank I had to do with a wayward heart string before dawn this morning was violent, though harming nothing but the door to unbalanced enabling that it held ajar in the name of never being a “mean”, cold & hardened Christian.

More revelations of popular figures’ alleged criminal indiscretions and continued deaths suffered by and from law enforcement is violent.

With Matthew 11:12 and Luke 16:16 Being facets of God’s full Truth, His people must also reach for and grasp His Kingdom with wide open hearts and hands; violently, even.

Warriors, soldiers of The Cross, brothers and sisters in Christ…ours is the most Grace-full fight (un)known to humankind. Be armed and encouraged in His Strength, not our own, because Victory Is already His. We must first endure.

En garde.

The Room

Convention has it

that there was no room

 

Hard to believe

of someOne Who Continues to Offer a place among many mansions, a timeshare in Paradise, a Love that Stretches Its Arms°Hangs Its Head°Gives Up Its Spirit°Says to our sins, “It Is Finished” to INFINITY

if only we would do, sow

 

What do you get that Kind, a King at that?!

(Where) do you hide the present?

Is there a suitable room

in our hearts, eyes, panic or praise, entire lives?

 

Never mind…

i hear He Stays Renewing and Renovating anyway

Just cherish this day

un/like all the other gifts

resting beneath the Tree

of abundant Life after death

 

Thank You, Messiah.

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

 

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The Process

Image via  https://brightstar2911.wordpress.com/tag/bible/

So…

i decided to enjoy a smoothie in the midst of some study today. There’s a fruit of The Holy Spirit parallel i didn’t even pick up on until just now.

Still, i appreciate the ways God shows up in whatever we set our hands to if our hearts and minds have already begun to follow His lead.

Some of the kitchen produce was screaming on its way out. i mean oxidizing into the yellows and browns of fresh air exposure, negligence or (like my emotions in worship these days) a bit mushy.

Radio was playing. Sun was shining. Family was good. i was grateful for the simple pleasure of private time with Him as sometimes there’s no music, all dark clouds and busyness among a public that doesn’t seem at all moved by His Love.

Out of nowhere, i started thinking about Noah; how he received a freeing Word of radical preparation from The Most High. How the people must’ve laughed and tried to ridicule or shame his arguably outlandish endeavor.

A big ol’ random boat, man? Hmm… 😒

Due to the wickedness of humankind, The Hand of God was going to wave mightily, sending almost everyone clear out of ‘Dodge’ (in that case, Mesopotamia).

Some found it prudent to use the time arguing, judging, disregarding the depth of sin coming to tide.

Ok, Abba. i see You — and the way our folly does no justice to Your glorious image. We’ve been like spoiled children or damaged fruit, not far enough from that fall.

Of what wasn’t too far past its freshness date, i selected my materials in twos: be it actual items, cups, tablespoons, old-school measurements you ‘just do’.

Though inspired beyond natural or intellectual knowing, good things came/are yet coming together. Hence…


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Metanoia Mash

Note: You can choose any fruit, vegetable, herbs, spices and/or liquid components that best meet your nutritional needs. Just stick to a sensible rule of ✌

Ingredients

2 (reeeally) ripe bananas

💡 We might enjoy the same fruit yet, no, i don’t believe humans are evolved of monkeys but unique creations of God.

2 handfuls of strawberries [equivalent to about 8 oz. since 1/2 of the 16 oz. container was fighting for its life]

💡 Ever think about how strong AND fragile one that wears its seeds (life potential) on the outside must be? Stick out your tongue; not in mockery but to examine yourself. When brushed and/or we’re not fighting infection, notice the many buds; each like a strawberry seed whose life & death power is ever present.

2 c. cashew milk

💡 It’s so good (to me) and plant-based, as opposed to dairy, milks don’t pose the same curdling concern when met with acidic fruit content.

2 splashes pure coconut water

💡 The bulb emoji is a representative of electric light. This water may not compare to the Living Water that is Christ, but is a great source of heart-friendly, energy-supporting electrolytes; a little like Nature’s Gatorade.

2 sprinkles pomegranate-cherry juice

💡 The sprinkle isn’t as liberal as the splash, y’all. To say the very least, it’s for added flavor dimension and rosiness depending upon your preferred & chosen ingredients.

2 fibrous fruit with stems and a strong, seeded core (in this case the 1 Red Delicious apple and 1 D’Anjou pear)

💡 Roughage is an important part of preparing anything for (re-)building. Any reminder of the danger that detachment from the source branch or vine is crucial.

2 peeled kiwi fruit, diced

💡 Their vitamin C content, vibrant nature and tiny seeds enhance the type of eating experience i like. Differently sized pieces requiring more mindful uses of our mouths including our smiles encourages us to gamble less and consider all hemispheres of our graces more deeply.

2 oz. wheat germ

💡 Minerals and B vitamins galore serving as a reminder that some so-called germs  strengthen us, our resistance and tolerance. Reproducing and spreading this essence of wheat, not useless tares, are important to God’s Kingdom.

2 tsp. sunflower seeds

💡 Members of the animal kingdom can gnash with teeth if need be. Plants are of a finer kingdom requiring different methods to break down their (cell) walls and allow access the heart of the matter: nutrients. An acid (as is vinegar in a mild sense, citrus juice) &/or an oil that will result from the pureed seeds are somewhat like that key and help emulsify (bind, smooth) the blend.

2 tbsp. ground turmeric

💡 Studies in this root’s effectiveness against various cancers and the consistently large amounts that would be required varies. The brownish tint above will result if you include this ingredient’s bold mustard gold-like color.

1/2 tsp. Himalayan pink salt or 2 oz. chopped celery

💡 The natural sodium sources(s) assist delivery and provide or pair well with the bananas’ & wheat germ’s mineral content.

a finely sliced 2″x2″ piece of fresh, raw ginger

💡 Just enough for an immunity & energy boosting zing UNLESS you’re taking contraindicated antidepressant drugs, e.g. Wellbutrin.

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Optional

2 tbsp. raw turbinado sugar, 2 tsp. cinnamon/sugar & 2 shakes nutmeg

💡 If you’re still inclined to a quick fix of sweetness or spice beyond what the fruit already provide, reduce graininess by combining these with the coconut water, bringing to an agitated slow boil (stir or shake) & making a simple syrup.

2 oz. chopped cucumber

💡 If the ginger is a bit too warming in nature for your constitution, cucumber’s cooling nature & high water content should assist balance.


Preparation

Having already made sure to cut out and/or wash any molded portions, combine & puree all thoroughly in a food processor for a total of about two minutes.

Check on your blend between ~10-second pulses to note any color changes, stuck ingredients, etc.; stir, adjust accordingly.

Yields about 48 oz. (six 8 oz. servings)


Process

This smoothie makes good use of the imperfect or slightly bruised produce we often waste, if so privileged to eat in the first place. On the other hand, it flavorfully encourages gentle elimination (unblocking & moving of gut, colon matter) and goes far to fortify the WHOLE body. While revenge is not applicable here, this like all live foods should be served immediately &/or chilled.

© Sagesse Oblige/TLCo


Waste not, want not.

Cheerfully give goodness of what you’re given.

Enjoy nourishment: pressed down, shaken together… .