I am a son

Im coming closer.. O and look at how with every step, I am being invigorated with life! O how much joy is consuming the very fiber of my existence. I am light.. light as a feather being blown in the wind of the Spirit! O the warmth of His light.. Yes I’m being filled with light! And in me there is no darkness because I am in Him and He is in me. My eyes are full of Truth and my vision is not measurable because I see what He sees. Look the door of intimacy opens before me.. and I walk in. What a glorious sight it is behind the curtain that doesn’t even exist any longer! O those nasty scales caused me to see a veil.. but it was torn so long ago! Jesus sits in all His radiant glory pulsating with love and identity! I am a living waterfall! I am so filled that the virtue of Life flows off me into every life around me. O still I am coming closer and closer. I am Jesus focused! I am Christ conscious! I am dead to sin and alive in Christ! My ears are tuned to One voice! I only respond to the One True Shepherd! I have a Lion and a Lamb that have made their dwelling within me. Seven doves sit upon my shoulders as I live and walk on this path of rightness and they remain. I am a son.

Shatter

See my soul, see beyond yourself. Venture to the edge and shatter the walls that surround you like wolves. Sever the ties to this repeated cycle. There! Look my soul.. look beyond those hills. It is there you must go. You must not stay standing upon this shattered glass of the past.. no you must journey ahead. O that your eyes would see beyond what others cannot see. Listen, again I say to you my soul, listen to Heavens song over you. Let its melody soothe the inflammation that pulsates through your core. Let your worries be carried away like a leaf in a summer breeze. Do not be downcast O my soul but be encouraged in the Lord. Be strengthened and be one with the Spirit. My soul.. bond yourself to the Word. Thirst for Truth and reject lies. Be lifted up my soul and seated with Christ in heavenly places.

Praise

I will magnify You my King. I will ever be poured out like a drink offering before Your Throne. Like a sweet fragrance before your nostrils will my obedience be in the heavens. I shall walk by faith and not by the what my eyes can see. When evil men rise up against me I will lift my holy hands and praise the Lord for You O Lord are my strong tower! You O Lord are my strength and shield! Your are the Light that gives life to my soul! I will not allow the evil ones forked tongue a place in my heart. No! Again I say no! My heart is the Lords and I share it with no other. I will listen to the One who’s tongue is like a doubled edged sword.. Yes! Again I say yes!

Breaking Away

Strongholds, you must come down…from your high position you must crumble and be destroyed. No longer shall you sit in the seat of authority. Remove your venomous hands from the helm of my soul. May your hands be crushed.. may your bones be shattered like glass under the weight of The Anointing. Yes! May your very spine snap and break under the pressure of the preceding glory of my King. O voice of the evil one may you never have my ears again. May my ears become deaf to your beckoning and eyes be blinded to your crooked paths. O but the one who is The Ancient of Days.. may He soothe the inflammation of my soul. My His voice be a symphony of tender music to calm the splintered nerves of my mind. May His Presence be like the Oil of Heaven dripping down upon my head.. yes running down the beard of Aaron. May the fire of His eyes become the light of my soul. O waters of the Spirit come and cleanse me! May Love carry me to the place beyond the heavens into the wonders of my God. May each moment of my existence be awestruck with Your beauty. Father may I forever be tucked into the shadow of Your wing. Fill me with Presence and Power. Pour Your might upon me! Move me by Your wonderful compassion! O stronghold where have you gone? O yes.. as far as the east is from the west this is where you reside. This is not see you later but, surely this is good bye and with that forever and ever, amen.

Flying Eagle

The Secret Place

The journey.. walking in the cool of the day.. the Sun shining upon your face. The trees and their shade providing the perfect temperature as you make this journey. O peace, yes I say peace is in the air. Nature is at your disposal, almost as if it was designed for your journey. Can a man put a price on such peace? O the sweet presence of the Spirit has woven itself into the very fabric of the air.. breathe in, breathe out. There is not one ounce of fear, no just pure joy. The smell of pine is in the air. The fragrance of Heaven permeates your atmosphere, each breath you breathe has nearly become intoxicating for the Essence of Life  inhabits the oxygen of your atmosphere. The birds sing as if they were in a symphony. The path you walk upon beckons your next footstep. In the distance you see a clearing with a small log cabin.. smoke rising from the chimney and again another wave of peace washes over your soul. The closer you come to this place it is almost as if a euphoric feeling rushes through your veins. There you are.. you have arrived and Heaven awaits you inside. Nothing can be heard now but the faint whispers of nature. What is this place your journey has taken you to? What is this place of such tranquility and joy? What is this place where fear is not a concept? What is this place you reside in where your body cannot feel pain? What is this place where your soul is fully alive? It is the secret place. It is the place with The Ancient of Days.. the Great I Am.. the Good Shepherd. As you cross the threshold of the cabin, there He is.. eyes blazing with fire staring into the depths of your soul. He is your maker.. the One who chose you. The only One who has Life and You have come to meet with Him.. Yes you have come to meet with Him. You have found Him in the secret place.

The Ambush

They slither in while I sleep..they circle round about and move slowly towards me. As they near my slumber their fangs begin to drip with venom. In the darkness they travel. Ambushing is there native way. Cheap shots are their only kind of punch. In moments they are all upon me.. each one having a distinct purpose and plan of attack. One sinks its needle like fangs into my veins releasing the poison of paralyzation. The other injects the poison of fear in my mind. The rest begin to sting and stab my soul with inflammation and agitation. They do just enough that my mind comprehends everything being done.. they are the tormentors. They come to derail my walk from this Narrow Road I reside. They have come to try and make me submit to their tactics. They have come with the weight of condemnation and disqualification.. they shackle them to my soul.  One of their greatest weapons is the language of the forked tongue.. they try to convince me that who they are and what they can do trumps the power of my God.  This is the war that I wage. Though I wage it I will not lay defeated.. no I will rise! The mind that they try to torment is the Mind of Christ! I am filled with Presence!  The King of all kings flows through my very veins. Yes there it is.. I can feel the Truth extracting the poison. I feel a surge of raw voltage swirling through my spirit and like a sonic boom, Christ in me the Hope of Glory makes an appearing. The tormentors have now become the tormented. I explode from my slumber and take my stand next to my King. Yes.. this is the sweet smell of victory as the demons are hurled to the abyss. King Jesus looks upon me with those burning eyes and fills me with more Truth. Not a word is spoken yet I am being filled to overflow. The Spirit of Might is now bound to my neck. What price can a man put upon Peace? And so I go back to my rest surging with everlasting peace. And so the ambush.. hmm.. who was it really upon?

Written 8-6-15

Shimmer

Shimmer beyond the hills, you have caught the gaze of my eyes. In the darkness I see the glimmer of light pulsating just beyond my grasp but not beyond my sight. Sometimes I loose sight of the shimmer.. it seems to elude my vision. Time passes and things change. Then suddenly I see the light once more.. pulsating and beating in the heart of those hills. For some reason the light always seems to be the same distance away but still I move forward. So often when my eyes have failed to see the glimmer my heart begins to fade into the darkness. Pain has so often had the throne of my soul. Disappointment has taken its cheap shots at the core of my being. Hope seemed to grow wings and take flight while I sank deep into shadows of death. But this day I say to you my soul, make room for the King. Make way and prepare a feast, for the Great Shepard has the rightful heir to this throne. He will sit with me at the table and we shall feast upon the joy set before Him. We will talk about the times of pain but conclude with the overcoming and victorious battles. I will look upon those burning eyes and hope will rise within me. My eyes will burn like His. Then I will rise from The Table and head once more towards the light..the shimmer of destiny awaits me.

Shall I Overcome?

The opposition is great. The terrors of hell have come upon me in the season of the night. My soul has been vexed with pain and sorrow. My nerves have been pinched. Who shall I become? What shall I do when the hammer of hell comes upon my head? The blows are so detrimental  and violent. In between swings the stinger of the scorpion pierces my head! Its like a spike driven into the core of my mind… this cycle repeats. The hammer drops, the stinger plunges, the poison disperses and my soul tormented. My heart grows sick and my vision fails me. What shall I do?  Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, strong and mighty in battle! He will cause me to be the fire that burns in an ocean of hell. When Leviathan emerges from the deep to swallow me whole, the Lord will turn me into a stick of dynamite in the belly of the beast. Christ in me shall overcome. I will put my ear to the chest of my King. I will listen for His heart beat. Yes, though war and chaos surround me I will listen and find the rhythm of Heaven and dance to its beat. Like David I will celebrate because I hear the song of the restoration. Yes, I hear that song that celebrates the Ark of the Covenant coming home. Like King David, may my sword swing and slay giants but also may my heart forever be a lover of Christ. May these two things follow me all the days of my life, warrior and lover. May I never just be one but may I always be both. May The Hammer that smashes the rock pieces be placed in my hand. May one the Spikes from the Cross be placed into my other.. and together I shall drive Truth into the skull of hell. May satan and the hordes of hell feel the torment of their defeat. May the flag of freedom fly high proclaiming Jesus is King, yes I say it again, Jesus is King.

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A Call to Arms

5-4-15
A call to arms my sons and daughters! That is my call in this hour! Weapons of warfare arise! The Spirit of the Lord says may they arise now! Hear me, hear me says the Lord! Do not neglect the Sword in this hour! Hold up your Shield and secure your Helmet. For I am sounding the alarm! I am causing the war trumpet to be blown. I am releasing the Lion of the Tribe of Judah! Rise up Mighty Warrior! Band together and the hordes of hell shall be trampled under your feet for I the Lord strong and mighty in battle shall be your rear guard! Break! Break! Break! Yes you will break through the barricade of hell! I have formed and fashioned my sons and daughters to drive a wedge and breach the line of the advisory. Hell stands and mocks saying “red rover red rover send the weakling Bride of Christ right over”. I shall shut his mouth and cause my Sword to enter his throat says King of Kings! For hell does not know what I have done with you in the secret place. Ha! Yes I formed you and fashioned you into a might wedge which will breach the line and you will annihilate the depths of hell! Im calling for eyes of fire in this hour! You must see beyond the dross! Pure eyes! Pure eyes! You must see beyond the facade of satan. Yes, I’m causing those whom I’ve trained with the Ax of Judgment to swing! I will force the head of hell upon the chopping block with My mighty right foot! Arise my beloved! I say arise!

I will Exalt my God

I will magnify Your name, yes I will take Your name and make it extraordinary in a nation who lens makes You small. I will ascend Mount Zion and journey to Your Temple. Yes I will walk right in and go behind the veil and meet with my Father and my Lord. I will lay my head upon the chest of Christ and listen for the beat of His heart. Yes in times of trouble and pain I will hope against all hope. I will press into the wonderful delight of the Holy Spirit. I will not let religion and demonic manipulation have its way but I will remind my soul that I am seated with Christ in the highest place that exists. Though my vision may blur and my heart break the Lord shall put me back together! The Lord strong and mighty and battle will give me sight! He will win my battle! I will lead nations to Your throne King Jesus! Come let us meet with the King for He has sent His invitation upon the Cross on Calvary. I will not allow my soul to hang on to Egypt when my promise lay in Canaan. Yes I will go the river and grab five smooth stones! I hear the sound of wind as I swing my sling like a tornado…like a canon I release the Rock which is Christ! Can you hear it? Its the sound of Giants falling..its the sound of the head of Goliath rolling across the ground..its the sound of the Philistines running away in retreat for My God has given me victory.  Yes I say victory! I will worship my Lord as David did in dancing and shouting. You have anointed me with the Oil of Joy and my heart sings for its glad in the courts of my God. Like a sweet aroma You fill the room I worship for You are pleased with my worship. Yes Lord You inhabit the praise of Your people. I lean into Your wonderful mercy for it triumphs over judgement! Haha yes there it is I can see the Oil of Joy being poured upon the heads of Your sons and daughters my Father! Oil! Oil! Oil! Pour! Pour! Pour! O let us become intoxicated on Your love Jesus. Oil and wine intertwined together is coming upon the children of the Lord. We receive it! Yes Lord, the Spirit and the Bride say come!