Woke Up in Love

I woke up in Love this morning
filled me to the brim
I was giving more and more
kind of on a whim

This was a way to begin
This was a mystery I hadn't seen
I went to sleep, a thoughtless
dreamless sleep, and I woke up
happy, trembling with joy

Love embracing me.

Wind in the Trees

And I know we can winter this
spin spin free
while the walls are closing in
you found meaning in the roots of a tree

The wind doesn't move it.

The God of the mighty wind causes both to stand.
Forests of trees stand.
Forests of trees moving, my music.

Join in praise;
And the trees clap their hands.
Let the people clap their hands
with the Wind of God to move them.

The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the voice thereof, but knowest not whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit. John 3:8 ERV

Believe You're Never Forsaken

Cramped inside, someplace I can't reach
And He's ever reaching
I saw your fall before you went there
You have been going there for the last 3 years

Look friend, the virus that pulls you to the same sex
is the same virus that makes you deny that He made your insides
And I see in you all the beauty of the King
and at this moment it is everything to tell you that freedom isn't free

He's coming down
It's coming down
Earth and religion
and the other one to which they sing

And your calm cool collectiveness will be removed
And even your even-temper, even your smooth
Rocks will cradle rocks and the sea will open for the sea
But none of nature will hold us
It will be removed and flee

And all the children of men will pray and cry for the mountains to hide them
from the coming King.
His Majesty.
His Witness before only light.
Believe.

The Lord is My Shepherd

The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not stumble
even while death is around
and all else crumbles

Hope that your catching this rhyme
from He that neither slumbers or sleeps
is the only One that watching all the time
and He's playing for keeps

I know this seems simplistic
so We'll open your mind
you see, the Way, Truth and the Life
flows like a river divine

-and people trying to find
a reason not to praise Him

when his birth, life and death
was written in history
and His coming dominion,
wasn't made a mystery

-so quit trying to save your own soul
and quit lying, you know you have a soul
and quit acting like He ain't coming soon
times are just like he said,
wars, sickness, death, the waters running red,
all the reasons why he bled,
better choose Him instead.

Commissioned

What's your plate full with young one?
Is it covered in self?
Or is it covered in Jesus--
forgetting all else?

This is a time to pause and remember,
His sacrifice, His coming, His lonely surrender
at the cross.

Born to die.
Can you imagine?
Born to save.
Not live in a mansion.

When all the wealth was His,
by Him everything was made,
and everything consists,
truly makes the price He paid
a reason to exist.

Can you breathe Him in?
Can you reach Him with your cries?
He is near you every minute, every second,
so don't try, remember.

So I ask you again young one what's on your plate?
Are you dining on and serving up the only food that
sustains the soul? Or are you feasting on the the
stuff you can see, touch, taste--
the stuff in a minute that time will erase.

This is
a
desperate
line of
questioning

If you don't get this, there will be a reckoning.
You have been commissioned; please yield to His beckoning.