This afternoon, I was singing my rendition of “Jesus You’re the CENTER of my Joy!” The phone rang. It was my son. With great excitement, he began to share with me the revelation he received from Holy Spirit. I knew I was about to be blessed!! The revelation he now has is in conjunction to […]
Category Archives: February
My vibe is creative, only seen through internal heart-shaped glasses. The frequency accelerates, no woes passes. Voice vibrations, tuned to Heavenly sounds. Wavelengths of goodness and love, my colorful life abounds. A workmanship of God’s Creation, the eternal, the invisible realm one must imbibe. An act of Holy Spirit’s afflatus, Don’t Kill My Vibe! Yah©bahne […]
Shadows of who I was not Lies Generations calling me back Running, searching, seeking Who am I? Huh? But this wasn’t a question Revelation The Lord’s hand broke oppression, transgression, condemnations My spiritual ear glued to His voice His compassionate love unfailing Yeshua’s Deep calling unto my deep Liberated Darkness you must GO, in Jesus […]
I’m truly grateful for God’s grace. Praise the Lord! My physical/occupational therapist gave me good advice, and a “fit-for-me” plan of action regarding non-aqua exercises, as well as managing the chronic pain in my body. One day atta time sweet Jesus She stated that I literally have to take beginner’s steps, and to pace myself. […]
A slight voice signaled, “y’all come look,” and a sight we did see cloaked not in a nook, but standing at the entrance of the bedroom door in GrandMa Ma’s Boots She’s two years old, boots up to her thighs can’t take a step, just swaying from side to side as if a breeze was ’round her Gently […]
I was either going to be obedient and submit to the will of the Lord of my life—Jesus, or my will, ruling it myself: sacrificing the joy and wholeness of my being. I needed my relationship with my daddy, this was healthy. And had not our years of estrangement been resolved, the attitude of resentment, uncertainties, […]
Note: This letter to my dad was written almost two years ago. It was a timely psychology course assignment, but one that would seal my declaration for years of freedom from emotional and mental bitterness. The topic and research were my choice. Post this assignment, my memories of my dad are currently healthy and good ones. Therefore, I would like […]
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