Good morning
Ways open for us
Doors open for us
Mountains melt before us
Rivers part ways
Storms hold no sways
Why?
cos we're children of the most high
Above whom there is no one else
We're not afraid of the storms
Because we have the prince of peace in the boat
We just worry the boat won't hold if he doesn't wake up soon
But then, he can make us and all that's ours walk upon the waters,
Ride the storms as we would ride our boats
He owns the storm, he'll teach us to pilot it,
He'll give us a ship for the boat we lost
Make the hurricane the vessel that takes us to where we need to be
Anyways, it's win-win for us
Cos we have JESUS

Speak to me Lord
Tell me what I need to hear
You have called my name out loud
Speak Lord, your servant is listening
You have the words of everlasting life
And I have confidence in Christ

When life has me tired and worn
When I find myself in the storm
When I am on the long, lonely road
Burdened by a heavy load of my own design
You are there walking too
And I have confidence in you

I have come through many trials
I have walked through the fire
While I'm walking in the light
I am safe from the shadows of the night
Because you are with me
And I have confidence in thee

In the sun and through the rain
I am new, I'm not the same
In the movement of the Spirit
I come with gladness to visit
My Lord with all love and affection
And this will be my true confession:
I have confidence in Him

I have confidence in my Jesus
Who frees us and who sees us
I have confidence in my savior
Sacrificial love is his very nature
I have confidence that he is at my side
And I know that he will provide

In faith I believe
And in faith I receive
The greatest gift of all
To love him
And to know him
And to answer to the call

For he speaks to mind and heart
He speaks and then I will start
He speaks and the soul draws near
He speaks and I have no fear
He speaks and says "Come Follow"
He speaks and I leave it all without sorrow

No matter what the future holds
I will pursue the highest goals
I fix my eyes toward the heavens
My help comes from the Lord
So, I will have confidence even through strife
I will have confidence in my Jesus Christ

G♾D

Where the olives and ego were pressed
Three brethren fell into a rest
At a crossroads inside
He was forced to decide
In the garden where Christ took his test

Or get lost with the lord.
Go down the dark paths
With His light,
From the inside.
Get thrown into fire,
And come out cold.
Get tossed around, called *****
And walk out clean.
Touch once a stick,
But now a snake.
It's not rules,
But a veil torn open,
Giving a relationship.
A love undying, abiding.
But it will not be chosen
On a good day.
It's at your worst, in your room,
On your floor,
Crying, breaking down,
Soaring with sorrow,
Overwhelmed with pain.
This voice will call out,
They will touch you,
And speak.
“My child, you are safe.”
This voice will tell you,
This pain,
Puddle of tears and
Mistakes made.
It is all erased,
By His love.
Most think this experience
Will happen when you are okay,
Once you make it out of the fight
Stable, win your war.
But He is not that way.
He fights your fights and wins your wars.
He will pick up your sword,
When you have fallen.
When you give up,
And don’t want to even blink
Anymore.
When you’re curled into a ball
in your bed, or on your floor,
With scars and marks, blood dripping
Down your legs and arms.
Only then will he take you by your hand,
Heal your cuts, inside and out.
That is how, He works.
That is the difference between the world and Him.
The world will weigh you down over time,
The burden on your shoulders.
But He will be the unto your feet,
The burden and mistakes you carry
Will be released.
The devil will pound on you
And hammer at your heart
Until your fall, until you are shattered,
And the pieces are lost.
But, He will wait until you are done,
In your most vulnerable state,
To open your eyes and to drop the veil.
He will find those pieces that you thought
Were forever lost.
Becuase that,
Is who He is.

Jesus came one day
to decapitated me
and said, "You need
to run the race and win."

"Okay," I said,
"I'll try if you
put me
back together."

He acted
like he didn't hear me
and left
without saying goodbye.

"Thanks for nothing!"
I yelled at his absence.

I collapsed, the ground gave way
The earth, it trembled and it quaked
I thought that I would tear asunder
Ripped by each blight, botch, and blunder.
Could I ever overcome?
Not alone, no, not alone.
The world screamed until I was numb—
Like them, I thought I was alone.
When hardship comes and runs its course
When I am bashed by every force
When I feel sullied and abhorred—
Christ says, “You are not alone”.

A Young man once wrote of his desired obscurity,
His mind a fractured, azure domain marred by anguish and pain, 
His very essence unaware of the guardianship he were under,
The wild chaos ripping it asunder now abated,

His form was one of divine origin,
His heavenly father, the root of all mankind and his kin,
Whispered truths in the light,
Now delivering with speed and fright,
He stood firm, cleansed and healed anew,

The messengers now descend into the world,
What was once found in chaos now brought to order,
The path laid out before him, no longer a murky hew,
A new path and new journey, a joyous breakthrough, 

Verily I say unto thee, 
What is to be locked, bounded and concealed,
For the divine reality is revealed, reality awash, reality anew,
Thought now boundless, In majesty we flock,

The demons who once pranced,
Whom embers ignited,
The chaotic romp in the darkness,
Will no longer have power to outlast us,

The messengers flickering, shimmering gleam,
The welcoming light, a repaired seam,
Through the lights' bliss, sin no longer renewed, 
Madness falling, as his power is shewn,
His love is known,

In my cleansed form, from the shaper of all things,
Seen and unseen, the weaver of the thread and seam,
I burn away my impurities, the purgatory voluntarily,
The once sickened blackness now under the light,
Willingly embraces what is right,
Hosanna in the highest,
For blessed is thee, the almightiest.