Dark Night of my Soul

The pain and emptiness of being alone,

Waiting for the fruit of all that I’ve sown.

Pruned beyond recognition my branches are bare,

I’ve been looking at other’s lives and thinking it’s just not fair.

I have worked much harder, been through much greater pain,

But it’s always the others that seem to get all of the fame.

Promises I have been given, visions I have seen,

Revelations at night sneak up on my dreams.

Yet they all seem so far away right now, 

Even my hearing is gone the silence is so loud.

How long must it be that my heart goes unsatisfied?

All the streams I’ve used in the past have dried up and died.

Fleeting thoughts, one moment here the next they are gone,

Enduring my night I am waiting to awaken the dawn.

May it come quickly…

Struggles of a Young Prophet

I live in my own world of fascinations and dreams

Emotions subjective yet they go to the extreme

I thought I was standing up, now I know I am lying down

War cries all around

To lay down is to die, to stand is to try

Yet I fall underneath the wall

It was whitewashed looking pretty

But a bad foundation, now there isn’t any

There was no cornerstone, now I’m left all alone

Where has He gone?  Was He really here?

The Truth I hold dear?

Insanity knocks trying to break the locks

The Three in One made

I’m not insane, yet I lost my take in a black caldron.

Words of knowledge, words of wisdom

The future laid bare

Miracles if you dare

Vanity, vanity, all is vanity

I seek and I try though I never ask why

The burden I’m called to bear

Overwhelming, little birds sounding

All around my head

Depression, suppression, vain hallucinations

Yet God continues to speak

His voice I know

It is His Person I have lacked.

Religion Unmasked

Religion masquerades as our friend

Though we don’t, we should all know it is sin.

Its roots stem from places of pride

All of our weaknesses it seeks to hide.

Particularly at the young spiritual level

Our emotions we think virtuous to embezzle

By calling forth what we see with our eyes

Instead of prying beneath what the surface hides.

It seems so easy to just pretend

That what we see without must be within

But in the end when all is said and done

Our spiritual journey has not even yet begun.

It is our identity we thought we had found

But it was just uneasiness discomforting frown

That we sought to avoid and thus we employed

Formulas and ways to take the place of grace.

There is a deeper way that is far better

Than putting on a smile and giving our best endeavor

It is the way of openness and honesty

Things we keep hidden brought out for others to see.

This is the way that few have dared to tread

It is the way of the walking dead

Dead to the world, but alive to Christ

And thus we inherit a supernatural life.

And what is this life that we should value so

That to give all our possessions we would not say no?

It is life as it exists up above

Peace and serenity like that of a dove.

Supernatural signs and wonders untold

Intriguing mysteries before our eyes unfold

All this and more we will begin to see

When we persevere in upholding honesty’s decree.

Ridding ourselves of religions talon is a good first step

And as we go we will learn to recognize how to bless

Not the flesh without, but the spirit within

And thus the spiritual journey we come to begin.

I think we will be surprised when in the end we see

All that was needed was the virtue of simplicity

All the things we used, all that we thought we would need

Could easily be summed up with love and honesty.

Pushing Into Maturity

Daily we have opportunities to increase in wisdom, but interference’s steadily come to distract us from our mission.

Many forms they take and by deceptions they make, us to believe that we have no needs, whispering that there is no need for urgency.

They come in many different ways to occupy our day, whether work or play as long as from God we stay away.

You see every encounter with Him changes our life, whether visible or not our spirit grows stronger with increase in light.

It is this light before which the darkness cannot stand, to sever this powerhouse the devil will try again and again.

For God’s authority we have been given to bear, to cast down the prince of the air, but if not from us, then the world’s deliverance will come from nowhere.

But if the darkness is successful in blinding our eyes, we may become susceptible to all sorts of lies.

The darkness will get darker and deceptions grow subtler still, like a frog slowly introduced to boiling water, the pain we may not feel.

If we choose not to move, but instead to be still, who knows who it may be next the darkness may choose to kill?

Or through our lack of movement will we continually test our fate, saying that God’s grace is freely available why not wait?

Or if by choice we stand and push though the night, then our light will grow brighter and we will increase with might.

The power of God will then become manifest, because we have chosen to believe his Word and not put him to the test.

The darkness of deception only works when we choose to be still, so let us seek his face and his purposes to fulfill.

With God as the Head and us as the body, the power that will be released will cause History to write a brand new story.

A story about a bride that is without spot or stain, the perfect representation of Christ and to God we will bring fame.

All the nations will see and they will all be glad, when we put on our white garments and with freedom we dance.

And the nations will join with us in singing amazing songs like Holy is the Lamb and Worthy is the Son.

And for all eternity we will continue to grow, but our destiny begins now through what we choose to sow.

We can sow to the flesh and from the flesh reap corruption, or we can sow to the Spirit and from the Spirit reap Holy Ghost unction.

And what we reap begins not just when we die, but through the power that comes on this earth we will fly.

The nations will come running and with joy they will sing, because healing and deliverance the church has come to bring.

The Kingdom of Darkness we will then cause to fall and we will be established as the mountain that is chief above all.

We will be a church without limits, borders or walls. For this is our heritage, our destiny, our call.

11:02 (Eleven O Two)

This poem is actually a dream that I had recently.  When I woke up I took my journal, got my coffee and sat down in the sun room to write down the dream.  As I put pen to paper, it was as though the Holy Spirit walked into the room and the dream came out in the form of a poem.  This type of poem could take me days or weeks to write, but this time the whole thing came out complete and whole in about 15 - 30 minutes.  I love it when God shows up and does his thing!  Enjoy!

11:02 (Eleven O Two)

A demonstration of power is what they said; little did I know it was to be somebody’s head.

At 11:02 the town’s bell would toll, then the principality would come down and his plans would unfold.

Fear and mayhem was the name of his game, keep lives in bondage, may they feel all is vain

But it was that day that I walked through with the gospel to tell and the priest picked me for his God to kill.

The loss of my life was to be a demonstration of power when his god came down at the 11:02 hour.

What do I do?  What do I say?  Where do I go that I might get away?

There is no escaping, said the priest as he laughed, of this I’m sure at 11:02 you will be dead.

I began to run as I looked at my watch, realizing 11:02 was the very next notch.

My heart began to pound, there was pressure in my head, as the bell began to toll I felt a sense of dread.

That feeling increased as something came down, darkness thick under which the whole town was bound.

My light grew dim; my breathing slacked, before something in my spirit rose up to fight back.

“Jesus is Lord,” became my mantra, my cry and the darkness shrank under words that could not be denied.

“Jesus is Lord!” I yelled out loud again and again, though my heart continued to beat like this was the end.

"There is no power save his alone, because he paid the price to sit on the throne."

I grew in confidence and surety, as I spoke Jesus name and made my decree.

The priest's laughter was now totally gone, having never seen something like this go on

The darkness shrank each time I said the name, till it finally disappeared thus ending it’s game.

Fear and confusion from the town square were now gone, peace and joy came down with this new spiritual dawn.

I shared my message of good news and peace and for the first time the people’s eyes were opened to see.

They received truth in droves as quick as they could for they had seen their god’s power burn like wood.

The confrontation had not been fun, not easy at all, but for the first time at 11:02, no one did fall.