love song for God my creator

In my darker moments

it times of anxiety and despair

In my loneliness

exhausted anguish

My God remembers me

if He does with the birds

that land in the trees

So He does

He does with me

In the nights that get to quiet

when my soul cries for steadiness

unknown

My spirit reaches

the deep to the deep

Trust me

with your time

your gifts

your loves

your hopes dreams or just wish

the authorities

and darkness of this world

can never hold my kind of free

I sit in the hands of my creator

who has never forgotten me

The angers stirring their own kinds of war

shall not phase me

I take no part in Babylons whore

For I know who has made me

what He’s given me

and how He’s saved me

The chess pieces playing their turns

beckon for my hand

both sides revealing in part

while each player hides their own monsters

all players darkened in their hearts

shells of people

inhabited by what they’ve sold out for

Redefining their own creations

and natural rules about life

calling love and tolerance

what I call confusions and strife

distracting with talks about self made stars

and feelings and pseudo realities

Like I should be impressed..

But I’m a woman

human created by God
and

I’m no part of the game anymore

Resettling ,breathing in

My peace

My free

I trust my creator

with me

 
“do not fear what they fear, nor be in dread.”-Isaiah 8:12

Let your gentle spirit be known to all men. The Lord is near.Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.¬†Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.”-Phillipians 4:5-9
psalm

 

 

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I felt tackled by all the stimulus
the never ending bad news

the very loud opinions
smacking their jaws
and pointing their fingers

and twisting their laws

and making very loud examples

what do you say
what do you say when your the new insane

the new enemy and the new fixation to blame

I got so tired
even my friends like to laugh

and blame and
they forget who their laughing at
it’s so good to tolerate yet hate

in the new world

where they don’t need you anymore
in a brand new religion
a brand new system of control

making very obvious loud noises

and fines and fixes

and examples …sacrificial to feed the masses

and I cried about what was in the shadows

in the background where the obvious isn’t seen

because people love to hate what they would never see
never feel and never believe

and the real blood and martyred
they died quietly

and they died singing praise

as they were never afraid
never fretting about the changing days

the loud noises
or the obvious displays
in theaters

for observers to pine or writhe

and when I felt them
they were us and I was them
in a quiet content

but….isn’t that what the loud voices

smacking their jaws

made those plays for

the straw men pawns to start a fire for the new slanderer

anyway
I’m so sorry you couldn’t see me for the noise
I’m so sorry you couldn’t see Him for the distortion

I’m so sorry for all of us
who would never be forgiven

by the new religion
the new system of control
the one making loud examples
so loud we in the real world are on mute

welcome to the new world

the one without the Christian

one without the Jew
remember us when you see
it wasn’t us who were the enemy