just a thought (encouragement)

what is for you will not pass you by. it is a blessing bequeathed to you. yes, for you. and YES, for you to utilize as a tool of hope for others. be wise. pray right. forgive. love.

you have to really know and understand that what God has for you is for His purposes. for His reasons. and absolutely nothing can stand in opposition to the will of the Father.

you have your momentum. take flight.

welcome to your destiny.

its time.

peace

my MY

looked out the window

this morning in joy

wanting so much

to soak in

the rain's kisses

have 'em drip upon

my heart. needed

the cool river to

course across my sigh

got myself a surprise though..

had to squint, blink quick

squint some more

cus my eyes had

caught a glimpse of something

running, tripping almost

seemed like

it was movin mightily fast

trying….

looked like a, a grin

yes, it was....

and it was slyly glancing

back at me as i was

peering at it

i had to pause

compute why that grin

was. grinning. wiped my eyes

clear and zeroed in.

then noticed that grin thing

was walking off with

all my MY.

"when dat grin been

in my house", i pondered?

couldn't remember

decided it musta been that time i forgot

to put my faith on lockdown....

i sucked my breath in

ever so hard, girded my feet

opened the window sassily

looking at that grin like it was crazy.

jumped up and out
like superwoman

on a mission

ran after that grin so smooth

that i gave it a big fright

so much that it turned itself

into a shrillmouth scream

Lawd Jesus! i tell you that

thing threw up its hands and ran

like a lie always does. trying

ta find some cover.

that was more than

alright with me

yes, yes.

i waved it a good, good-bye.

found myself happy

cus in the course

of it all that grinturnedshrill had released

my MY. dropped it right on the red earth

there is was. all tussled up, in a heap

i let it be for awhile

wanted it to be free to turn over, into

the truth of the matter

before i picked it up again

in a lil while i stooped over

and collected it all. piece by piece.

we embraced. i looked up

arms around  my MY

all the while.

held my face to

the tears that

was drippin' down

 i felt them sing.

started my journey back inside,

grabbed a hold

of my wayward faith on the way.

found myself crossing

a threshold of peace

as my soul,

sighed rightly

and i smiled
at the reign
of things to come

my, my MY

peace

note: hold on to your promises...your my MY! trust that the Lord loves you enough to bring it all about. and when the day happens? rejoice! and use your blessings to drop some sunshine into the lives of those in your sphere of influence. pray, forgive, forgive yourself, love, trust. trust. your God day has smiled upon you. today. selah.

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kissed

and the river began to flow

somewhere between the tick of the midnight hour

and the dawn's light

didn't you feel the source of faith

racing through the all that
you are destined to become?

i did

and it kissed your name
upon my very wrists

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note: for the broken sex trafficked beloved. you are not forgotten. we are coming after you. God. He knows your name. selah.

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agape

today i did something
completely selfless
i let go of "my"
and glory stayed

her moment is over
His has begun

thankful

turtle (or a paint brush)

right now i wish that i were either a turtle or a paint brush.

if i were a turtle then i could pull my legs and head into my shell, read a book in peace, eat m&m's endlessly, and not worry 'bout brushing my teeth. i'd ignore the telephone, sip my fav tea, and think lots about stuff. nothing in particular. just about things that don't try my soul.  i'd sleep soundly like i didn't have a care in the world. and then everything would be totally beautiful.

if i were a paint brush i would dip myself into a river of heaven-made colors. then leap up as far as i could go. hang onto a sunray for awhile. then i'd dancetwirl across the sky.  stroking it with the most vivid of hues for the whole wide world, and beyond, to enjoy.  i'd paint that big ol sky so full of joy and love that it would have no choice but to drip down upon the souls of mankind. and then everything would be totally beautiful.

turtle or paint brush?

peace

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it and just that

if you stop short

that ain't love

its just....

something else

cain't explain it

but i know

love

delights

in the all

not the you

could never

because of

the "it"

"it" don't count

when love

begins to wave

her wand

all borders

melt away

into the

what can

necessarily be

just that.

peace

note: love should fly freely. look around. there are plently of broken folks out there (including you, me, us) that need the embrace of love's unending warm touch. be that. forget the "it" and run like the wind. unhindered.

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