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| November 26, 2005 |
Dance
with Me…
Take my hand, and lead the way
Dance with me; I say
For my Prince, the Lover of
my soul
Enlightens my heart in every
way
Take my hand, and lead the way
Make my smile once again
Compliment me with your masculine
grace
Allow my heart’s beat
to start the pace
Take my hand, and lead the way
Towards a future that’s
unknown
Filled with trials and smiles,
meaningful
But with you, my life is ok
Take my hand, and lead the way
Dance with me; I say
Dance with me, until it’s
yet another day…
In
my eyes
In my
eyes I see people struggling in the street
In my
eyes I see souls hungry for spiritual meat
In my
eyes I see pain; frustrating in their eyes
In my
eyes I see emptiness; dripping with tears
In my
eyes there’s no love;
for love
has waxed cold
In my
eyes I see no love;
for it
once was young and now it’s old
In my
eyes, where’s hope, others long to feel inside
In my
eyes, it’s gone,
flushed
away and replaced with man’s pride
In my
eyes where’s the saints,
who will
pray for someone else’s need
In my
eyes they are too busy worrying about how fast their gifts can succeed
In my
eyes lies Christ who suffered
and redeems
all to come to Him
In my eyes it is Christ who can only save them.
Controlled by God
I thought my life was controlled by me Decisions I
made in my life would sustain me I walked my walk and set myself free Everything around me, was about me Until the
day I found out this reality That this life I was living is only a dream Because in reality The Christ who reigns in
my being Controlled my life anyway; no matter what things seemed So I let go and let God move rapidly And begin to
beg and pled while on bended knee "Lord make my life the way you want it to be..." "...And I promise to follow you into
eternity" So I followed and follow him all the days in my life Now God's granted me permission to be someone's wife We
dream big of life and serving the Lord... Of Faith and of Family; of being one with the Lord And then a child dreamed
by me was taken from me For God's purpose unrevealed, but by Faith I believe I conceived, but God saw what I could
not see Unrevealed yet unquestioned because God controlls me
Are you a part of that
Left-Behind Crew?
Are
you a part of that Left-Behind crew?
Stuck
and have been struck by deception-
Have
you been misled and taught lies of untruth,
Undoubtedly
running from that eternal-correction?
Are
you ministering to other church folk, when your own life needs the correcting?
Will
you be left-behind, soul-crying in the hell- hot fi-ya-ya, screaming for Christ to save your soul from eternal damnation?
Are
you a part of that Left Behind crew?
You
know, the ones who'll experience the Beast of Beast?
Will
you be a part of that crew mobbed deep feastin at the table of misbelief?
Do
you know Christ- Christ the Messiah, King of Glory who resides on THE throne?
Or,
will you think you know you have a friend in Satan, when you realize you are alone?
Are
you a part of that Left-Behind crew, or are you a Last Day soldier?
Or a
part of the elect- chosen ones- the new generation called to bring the Gospel to an gospeless-world?
Identity
It
took me a while to identify the person that lies within;
the person that was who I wanted to be; the person that is me. And when
I found the person that I knew I wanted to be, I sought to seek greater things that would set my soul free; that freedom is
what I longed for indeed; the freedom to be this beautiful woman and be who I could be fully; I then reached into my pocket
and pulled out a key; to the locket that was stashed away and set to be that way perminately. People who wanted to get closer
I would pull they further away; I would make them stay at a distance because my heart and mind was afraid; Then when I looked
up I asked God to show me where love was hidden; And he pointed to the cross and reminded me of how His son had risen; for
Love and that was it! How could a man love me and give away his breath so I could breathe? How then, in all of my wrong doing,
could I be blessed and learn freedom indeed? I am thankful for all of God is- it doesn't matter what things I get; all that
matter is my personal relationship with Him
and
I promise never to take it for granted!
My
bible is written in red…
Pondering
on the thoughts that lie within
My mind goes
back to the blood that was shed for my sin
He sought
death that would then bring me life
While intensely
saving my soul and paying that price
Spiritually
increases that reign
from my Heavenly
Supreme
Overflowing,
“I did not deserve” blessings
that were
sweet like cookies in cream
Jesus, the
only one who read to me in red
Beat death
and brought life;
and so instead
of death I heard what he said
Cleansing
and renewing my mind
in each page
I seem to read
Now tell
me if this bible is written in black and white?
No Indeed.

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