Poetry Blog

Wild Cat, Wild Cat

Wild cat, I love you and you are Mine to keep.

Wild cat, don't think that your past is too steep

for Me to take you into My arms and nurture you everyday.

Wild cat please ignore what those domesticated cats say.

If they imply that you're not good enough and you're wasting their time,

wild cat please know that I always destined you to be Mine.

Don't worry about those domesticated cats, be confident in what I have for you.

Wild cat, please know that I died for you too.

Domesticated cats who've never lived outside of their posh home

need My grace as much as those who've always had to fight and groan.

Wild cat, I need you to understand

that I love you as much as any other woman, child or man.

Don't allow others who aren't expressing My kind of love

convince you that you are beneath and they are above.

While they're sitting in a window sill licking their paws clean,

I want you to continue to tell other wild cats about My power to redeem.

Being Prunned

Gosh, how much more off me are You going to take?

This pruning process has been thorough, what are You going to make?

I don't understand how I can grow better and stronger after all this.

You're touching areas I thought were okay, demanding that nothing is missed.

To look at me, anyone would say that I am not the same.

No longer that unrestrained tree, my branches have been tamed.

My grip and my reach is not as far as it used to be.

And those leaves that I considered foliage were a hindrance to me.

Well here I am appearing lonely and bare,

I am out of my comfort zone, yet I will trust in Your care.

Lord, You know what You're doing, and I don't quite understand.

Although this pruning process is tough, I will submit to Your plan.

Altruistic

Believe it or not, it's abundant and true,

in the animal kingdom God's love is visible to you.

Many animals show us how we ought to be--

by being altruistic, living unselfishly.

Dolphins, when they see that someone in their group is hurt

they surround the wounded and offer comfort.

The mama pigeon who can no longer find food

will allow her young to eat of her own flesh rather than abandon her brood.

Also birds of flight refuse to go astray,

when one from their flock has been shot, two others by its side will stay.

The Lamb of GOD for fallen man did die

so we can live in a place where we never have to cry.

He wants you to believe His words and receive His peace

from this tarnished world and the raging beast.

He's altruistic toward you and me.

He's altruistic, and wants all to be free.

Altruistic-unselfishly concerned for or devoted to the welfare of others; pertaining to behavior by an animal that may be to its disadvantage but benefits others of its kind.

The Grass

Hello Savior, my Friend and my All Powerful Divine,

I need to come to You for a moment to open my heart and unwind.

I'm tense, frustrated, hurt and angry

because fellow Christians made harsh remarks that cause me to decree:

that I hate these people and I can't stand to see their face.

They call themselves giving me advice when they're really intruding in my space.

I want to leave, I want to make another church my home.

Yet the grass always seems greener on the other side, no matter where I roam.

So is it possible the problem is not them, but me?

Is it possible that I'm the cause of my own misery?

The grass always seems greener on the other side...

Proverbs 13:10 says contention cometh only by pride.

I see that I have to change, but I have a hard time accepting the truth:

in order to grow I need correction, I need warnings, I--NEED--REPROOFS!

I don't want to accept this, I'm okay the way I am.

But the truth is You're telling my heart to stop fighting against Your plan.

I NEED people who are willing to avoid lies and give me honest reproof.

The ox goad is better than words that come from a lying tooth.

Thank You Lord for allowing me to see the error in my ways.

When the grass seems greener on the other side, my level of maturity needs to raise.

Locked Down

Poor thing, you're locked up in a kennel or some type of a cage.

Were you abandoned? Did you get lost? Did your master abuse you while in rage?

Society doesn't care and very few will sympathize.

They'll continue to live their lives while you get euthanized.

Jesus has come to redeem you and remove you from Hell's way.

Yet you gnarl at Him and bite, and say that you don't want to obey.

Please open your eyes and see what kind of a mess you're in...

You'll be thrown in a container labeled "Hazardous Waste", "Burn", "Eternally Condemn".

Jesus is trying to release you from this world's painful grip,

when He comes to your cage please yield to Him and don't bite or nip.

Allow Him to lead you by His Spirit and with His tender care,

where His love will save you from an eternity of bitterness and despair.

Palaces

Palaces are the place to be

walking through the new Jerusalem eternally free.

Keep pressing, keep striving, keep warring through the fight.

Continue to advance His kingdom, pull through with ALL your might.

I know what it's like to be weary but please continue to do more.

You have to make it to Heaven, forsake not the bliss that's in store.

Our palaces will not crumble nor dim.

Please continue to strive dear solider, please continue to win.

Cutting back on ministering is a trap for your demise.

Don't fall like I did, discern with your spiritual eyes.

Time is wrapping up and we are on our way

to our eternal palaces, if we strive and obey.

You Can't Play Footsie with the Devil

When you've finally found peace and experienced Jesus' grace,

know for sure that the enemy will show his crafty face...

so he can lure you back to the shackles you once bore.

Knowing that you're susceptible to old behaviors, he looks for cracks in the door.

Though you're a new creature and old things are passed away,

sin still entices the flesh and leads the carnal minded astray.

You can't play footsie with the devil and ever expect to win.

Remember Lot's wife, one look back determined her eternal end.

Don't let Satan deceive you into thinking, "a little bite won't hurt."

He's a liar destined for Hell, rebuke him immediately--never flirt.

Streams in the Desert

As I allow You to have control of my life,

I gracefully advance to blessings disguised as strife.

I will not permit my mind to bind my hands with chains,

I will not permit stress or anxiety to curdle the blood in my veins.

God centered opportunities You lay along my path

will not be viewed as "time wasters" or receive my selfishness' wrath.

I will go straight forward, I will focus on Your course.

With glee, with joy, I will receive peace and my right to rejoice.

Though the world is tarnished and filled with sin and despair

I will glean souls for Your harvest with Your anointing and with Your care.

In a dry and thirsty land I run my assigned course.

Streams in the desert, Your everlasting Spirit is my source.

So I laugh at Satan directly to his face.

His attempts to slow me down reveal my Savior's grace.

Streams in the desert, I won't ever run dry,

since giving my life to You, I have an unending supply

of joy, peace, protection and reign.

I am free from drought, excuses and maim.

Streams in the desert.

I Don't Desire the Devil, You're the One I Want

Dear Lord, precious Savior, please believe what I say is true:

Satan wants me to give in to him but what I really want is You.

So by ignoring him and running toward Your smiling face,

I express the intent of my heart, though at times I abuse Your grace.

Thank You for continuing to be there, and working with this misfit.

I desire to be all that You want, and for this challenge I feel ill equipped.

I must recognize that this power doesn't come from me, but rather it comes from You.

And yes, I must submit to Your Spirit and place my carnality out of view.

And since this is my desire my actions will insist

that I pursue You with my whole heart and the evil one resist.

And on a special note, thank You for being patient with me.

If it wasn't for You I'd be in Hell, on earth and eternally.

Kisses to my King. ~~~~

I'd Rather Fight than Switch

I've been in this battle for some time and I'm not going away.

My allegiance will not diminish, my stance will be bold and not sway.

I'm a prized soldier defending the front line.

By God's grace the muscles I bear have become more defined.

I'm not perfect but I'm as handsome as I can be.

I've become a warrior by letting Jesus have control of me.

"I'd rather fight than switch" these words to me will always be true,

even when the horizon seems treacherous and the sky is dark ash instead of blue.

Armed, prepared, standing tall and valiantly,

my confidence is in Jesus for He's promised the victory.

I'm ready to fight and win and I'll never switch...

With pleasure I stand at the front line to place the enemy in his ditch.

I'm no stranger to sweat and the taste of blood isn't foreign to me.

With the faith I have in His Word I'm claiming my territory.

I was sent to fulfill a task and from this obligation I will not sway.

My mission won't be complete until the souls I'm assigned have entered Heaven's way.

I'd rather fight than switch, for I know I have the victory.

I'd rather fight than switch, I'll fight until my eternal Jubilee.

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