It's not going to be just fine, it's going to be great. I release.

Unprostituted Hope (she sings)

“I could not forget every word He said, he always knew me.” – Kim Walker, “Sing My Love”

Silence surrounds my mouth,
The air between these cracks is all I need.

Forgetting my own name,
Or never truly knowing what you called me.

Hoping to hold onto your grasp; though I can only feel pains and words …I am so numb.
Challenge my strength in grit,

Thus penetrating this silence.
Deeply sung spring of emotions dwelling deep inside, whispers telling…

My heart and soul now stand corresponding to you my dear.

Desire filling.
Quench forsaking the drought worth dying for.

For you my love, are my last dance sighing.

Old Thoughts

We have so much time to our names, but it is constricted by the ones who hold to a vast concept: this world is…it. We are a taboo mouthpiece to a generation of wonderers. Life is measured in “…cups of coffee…” and success. What is success? Is it the finish of achieving? Accounting my life’s work, my failings outnumbering...

Short and sweet...thinkin' lately.

HotCoffee

Hot Coffee! Good Morning, my fellow slaves to Christ, Jesus.

Psalm 73:21-26
Thus my heart was grieved,
And I was vexed in my mind.

This reminds me of our callous hearts.
Our hearts sometimes do not reside where the heart of God's does.
Then to add to our dreaded spiritual physique we have deranged minds.
Worldly matter grabs us by the throat and dilutes our sanity.

I was so foolish and ignorant;
I was like a beast before You.
Nevertheless I am continually with You;
You hold me by my right hand.

Say it’s amazing! He holds us tightly when we looked to our other loves.
Though we wonder and stray from our First Love, He relentlessly holds us for keeps.
He still claims us for His own.

You will guide me with Your counsel,
And afterward receive me to glory.

I praise God for this! I need His counsel and His discipline.
When the end has come, then we will be ready to go and rest forever in His presence.

Whom have I in heaven but You?
And there is none upon earth that I desire besides You.
My flesh and my heart fail; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

There is nothing else… This earth has left us to rot. But God! He has given us
delight and Joy! We are not alone and this is not the end, Praise God! He holds our future.

And there is nothing else worth living for but Him.

The Christian walk is not a summer vacation. Have you ever met your match, and lost? Our faith is tested, yes and we know this. We are told this again and again. We fail and then find ourselves ashamed and condemned because we did not deliver when given the opportunity. Have we not been taught? Have we not been practicing and winning, losing and falling, repeating and memorizing? “Who cut you off?” What then is the verdict for us today, friends? Is it not that we are guilty of complacency? Do our well rested eyes tell of our slumber; the slumber that was lustfully taken instead of unrest in the face of adversity? Blood thirsty people we are! Do not call yourself a Christian; be a Christian! We cannot continue to grow in this world’s light and sleep in the greatest Light which is Jesus Christ. Never ever be content in the life of mediocre grace!

Furthermore, we are alone, because we are trying to do this alone. Complacently we stand in our pious sweat, having run ourselves down with religious acts. When we look up and around we find that God is not there. He never meant us to run without Him. While He slows along the way to show others the path, we run ahead. No, no we have it all wrong! It is His race, His glory and He is the prize! This walk is not easy, and it was never meant to be. But we have Jesus Christ! Verse twenty-four says this, “You will guide me with Your counsel…” So let Him lead and guide you. Stay with Him through thick and thin. Christians, Live unto Christ and truly Live. Get Close to Him and know His Relentless Love. Dedicate yourself to Him and be found in His most Glorious Light. Hot Coffee!

Blood

Haiti has been hit dramatically, and after reading from the Old Testament I was left alone with my thoughts... Deuteronomy 8:19: “But I assure you of this: If you ever forget the Lord your God and follow other gods, worshiping and bowing down to them, you will certainly be destroyed.” Upon reading this bit of scripture I thought something rather audacious in a sense. God is the same yesterday as today and forever, amen! He destroyed a nation (His nation) if they forgot him and lived in disobedience. In this chapter as in many more He is warning His people. “Do not forget that He led you through the great and terrifying wilderness with its poisonous snakes and scorpions, where it was so hot and dry. He gave you water from the rock! He fed you with manna in the wilderness, a food unknown to your ancestors (8:15-16.)” Are these great disasters that many are facing the result of a nation turning their back on God, and serving the god of their worldly stomachs?

Haiti has suffered from a earthquake numerous amounts of people have died. Is that the case for people like the victims of Haiti? Now Jesus promised that He would not come back until everyone had heard the story; the Gospel. So there are people who need to hear this message. “Who will go for us?” The bible reads and asks a question. Those who claim alliance with Jesus Christ are the ones who are called. Missionary Joil Marbut says it like this, “You better know that you were not called (upon standing before the throne of God)” The Haitian people need to hear the gospel; otherwise, they will continue walking in and inevitably die in sin. Furthermore, we look upon their situation and the many dead and we take pity on them. We are entrusted with the most precious words of God, and the message of the Gospel! “Who will go for us?” We are the chosen people! We are to take this message to them, this bloody story of Jesus Christ dying on a tree. He hung with the heaviness of our sin, guilt, and condemnation! Who are you and I in this world? I am a person, doomed to sin; I fall again and again. Yet I have His grace! I have a hope. People who have not heard are without a hope.

The blood is on my hands. The more I wipe I see the tears flowing and the mouths asking, “Why did you keep silent?” But remember my name is in The Lamb’s Book of Life! Eventually I pray that you will watch the news and remember that we are the responsible ones. Once you have been told, then you have become responsible for their hearts. Not everyone can go to the mission field. But are you praying for these people? Just as a paralyzed man cannot walk around, and most likely stays where he is, we are not all able to conquer the mission field. You can touch those around you and be a light to the ones that God has given at arms’ reach. But God has ears! So let Him hear your cry. Jesus said in Matthew 9:38 “Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest.” Christians, turn off the television, get on your hands and knees and pray!

He will listen when we cry out to Him. Pray for America, South America, North America, Korea, China, the U.K., etc, etc… Be specific and heartfelt. Where there is no God there is a desperate need for prayer. This world needs a Savior; the world needs The Savior. These are my thought, and I will conclude with a quote that I hope influences a distress to pray. “Our praying, however, needs to be pressed and pursued with energy that never tires, a persistency which will not be denied, and a courage which never fails.”
-E.M. Bounds

Toes

Counterfeit love; the harmony of a bitter orchestra out of tune… What are we to do? There is a line to be drawn somewhere, right? Commit your thought to this analogy. (Please, entertain my thoughts and choice of tapestry for lingo) You and I are standing in line to buy a “Coney Island” at the Pier where Big Bang is swingin’ away. I’m dressed in my attire complete with Red lipstick and wedged heels. You are there with your slacks and a vest that compliments the paten leather kicks you are sportin’. As slick as we look there standing and snappin’ to the tune, you step on your friend’s toes. It’s not a big deal the first time not even the second time. He says “Oh, my apologies! Are you alright?” she retorts “Oh, it was an accident, please. It’s fine.” And he says “It won’t happen again, I’m so sorry.” She smiles and then they turn away from each other. The second time comes around the corner a little harder, and this time she begins to move over a bit. “Ouch!” she exclaims, and he turns red, grabs his hat in a fit of “Oh the stupidity!” and says, “Please, forgive me…I’m a klutz.” She assures him that she is all quite well, but this time she backs away a smidge. He says again, “I will be more careful.”

She nods her head in response. Then she turns, standing in the pain of her tiny toes. She backs away this time quietly but only enough to avoid the encounter again. He is again snappin’ to the music and acting a little more relaxed. When, wouldn’t you know it? He marches right over her toes again. At the pain’s peak she is fed up. His response the same way as the last times, but she has a new response. “Stop stepping on my toes!” she raises her eyebrows. She then relocates herself to the back of the long line to avoid losing her toes. She watches at the back of the line as he carelessly and impetuously discards wisdom in the choice of his actions; once again. She heard his apologies and believed him without second thoughts upon the first time. The second time she questioned his sincerity but forgave the offense. The third time he had proved to be careless and not concerned enough to be sure it did not happen again. So she left him down-hearted to place herself out of harm’s way.
(Apologies…that was not the best analogy, however, “stop stepping on my toes!” is the line I want to expound upon. So keep it in mind whilst I continue.) Most people have many groups of friends. The first group has to be the largest because it is the acquaintances of people that can range from one side of the state to the other (or beyond). You are not very close to them but you know their face and name. The second group is the friend’s that surround you. These guys and gals are the ones you play games with at the arcade and hang out at the movie theater with. The last slot is solely for those or the one that you consider best friends. Your comrade(s), amigo(s), partner(s) in crime and most trusted companion(s). At some point these friends will annoy you, no matter how close you are. The buttons that are not to be pushed and the nerves that are not to be danced upon, they will dance on. It’s inevitable in the truest sense of the word. Because we are all humans and bound to mess up. In a healthy relationship one learns from mistakes and takes actions to make sure that those mistakes do not happen again. It’s simple. When you love someone you will pay attention to them and be careful to know them, so that you may more efficiently assist them as their friend.

When you say you love somebody you must be prepared with louder actions to accompany your declaration of love. Amour, yes, yes. And with perfect reason I say this. Actions illustrate the love that marks your friendship’s closeness or ability to stay united. There is an equal amount of effort that both people have to coherently apply themselves to. In the event that either of the persons take more than they put out the relationship dwindles. The half that is taking more than enough is happy and content. The other half in a perfectly natural reaction suffers. Just like someone standing beside you, stepping on your toes and saying they are remorseful to have treaded upon your precious toes. But they in action turn to their old ways and do nothing to prevent it from happening again. You know the old saying “actions speak louder than words” and it is true.

I am aware that people make mistakes, believe you me. But a point will come when that person stepping on your toes will not be close enough to you to step on them again. Know your true friends; the friends who will watch where they step cautiously in hopes to avoid any pain to you friend. And be a good friend. Know their boundaries as well as your own. As for now I plea “stop stepping on my toes!” Because, my friend, there is only time and time will tell her story. However this story you may not find yourslef in.

Honor

The feminist movement, to the first women’s amendment, and now today women fight for their unprejudiced rights. We have gained quite the collateral in any area men are predisposed, and now we are even able to have intelligent women to become president of the United States of America. It is of good report, that we are not judged and subsequently treated differently. But the question I ask myself, and you today is this, have these activist caused the light of being a wife and the blessing of being a mother fade? I believe it has. The female justice and equal rights movement has ushered in another child-birth pain for women in our past, present and future generation.
The first amendment for women’s equality, and the halt of hopefully gender discrimination was passed on August 18, 1919 and later ratified. Women all over marched with banners held high and celebrated a victory and triumph over the fight of equal rights. The idea that these women had was good, their acts to fight for the rights I have today, are good. But there is an overwhelming sense of duty to utilize this right, with equal paying jobs in the workforce and high position behind a desk as an obligation. One can work and be a mother too, and I am thankful for that. But along with this sense of responsibility the mother and wife role has been dubbed less in value.
Women now more than ever are bringing in more money than their husbands. They are moving from secretary positions to being the “boss ladies” of high paying jobs. I applaud these women who have worked hard like men and with ease in their favorite stilettos. Indeed I am proud. The portion of women I ask you about today are the many that stay at home with their little ones, cook dinner for their working husbands and scrub dirt from their fingernails after working in their own garden. They do not have a college degree in medicine or law. However they work vigorously with their hands and are under great responsible. The woman who is a stay-at-home mother to even one child is responsible for his proper growth and development. That little boy or girl is a hand in the making of the following generation. These women wake to serve their family with love and respect. If you are a mother you know that it is quite the task. If you are a sister with siblings then you have seen the job on their hands. This is an honored role and aloud it should be stated as just that, honored.
Mother’s should be honored because of their servant’s heart, like Ruth in the bible. She gave up what she knew to follow Naomi, her ex-mother-in-law. She took care of there and provided for her. She mothered this woman who was well in her old years. She provided a home and food. She illustrates the role that many women, single and married fill. Seek to honor those you know who are walking this irreplaceable path. Those bringing up children now need to hear that they are honored and appreciated. In word and deed they need to be praised. In the bible in Proverbs 31 it is titles “The Wife of Noble Character”. This is what I desire to see today come from the lips of many, it is the honoring of this “noble wife.” The bible says “A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies. Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value. She brings him good, and not harm, all the days of her life…She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks…She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy…She is clothed with strength and dignity; She can laugh at the days to come…Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” Today I challenge you to verbally and in action honor the women in your life for what they have done. Admire your mothers and respect yourself if you are a mother, a wife. You have taken on a most honored position. You are the working hands and hearts that usher in this next generation. You are the glue that holds it all together.