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Rachel C Mar 2016
I fall before an onyx sky
Sharp winds whisper anxious words in my ears
Freezing tendrils coil around my limbs
Along the horizon, a brilliant glow
A smile so bright it cracks the twilit welkin
I reach out for the light,
I feel the heat against my trembling flesh,
Warm eyes pierce through me,
Melting my chains
Laughter, so soft and easy
Muffles the whispers
I hold my breath, I wait for the pain
It does not return,
I stand on shaking legs,
Let the light absorb into my skin
Breathing life through my veins
I turn my back on the shattered pieces of the onyx sky
yikes
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2015
Her lips were pure bread
And prince woke up as beggar
Lone in lost kingdoms
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
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If you read my last post you
know that I was in a relationship
which has ended. I was devastated.
I have been writing about how
depressed I have been.

That was before I watched a YouTube video of a sermon given by
Bill Johnson. It was about resting and
abiding in God. After viewing this i went outside onto my porch and talked to God. Never before had HIS LOVE for me been so palpable.
Or His voice so clear.

My dear friends. He has a plan and purpose for everything that happens to us. We are being systematically tried and purified to be inspired and blessed to have HIM in our hearts and minds. Our very lives are at stake.

Events will be taking place that will try our very SOUL. We MUST be prepared! We must be very strong to survive. Not only physically. But our souls must be prepared as well.

The devil has been sitting on me.
He's a fire that has been heating up my mettle. He has been pounding me. With doubt. Denial. And DECEIT. Telling me that I am not good enough. That I am bipolar and will never get better. But I am a sleeping giant! Not in myself. Never that. But the God I serve is awesome beyond comprehension!

These are things I have done with him working through me.

A woman with double phnemonia, strep throat and "incurable" bronchitis brought on by asthma
was healed overnight.

A woman with chronic depression was healed as I watched her start to giggle then LAUGH OUT LOUD! Holy laughter seemed to bubble up in her and she was healed!

My dad (who says he is an atheist) was cured of cancer. He's been cancer free for six years!

I've said the prayer of Salvation with a man who was a "Devil's Disciple".
A notorious motor cycle gang. He had killed three people. I saw him change before my eyes as the demons left him! He nearly fell off his chair. And this hardened man wept in my arms for 10 minutes afterwards.

The list goes on. NOT ANYTHING THAT I DID... EXCEPT I WAS TOTALLY SOLD OUT TO GOD AND ALLOWED HIM TO WORK THROUGH ME!

My name is Catherine Jarvis. I'm a SoulSurvivor. *And VICTORIOUS!!!
MV Blake Apr 2015
Step from the pews
And rise up against the storm
Growing from our past
As lies become the norm,
As truth is lost to ego
And accused of vanity
By peddlers of human souls
And false humanity,
Who sold their God for silver
And passed along the blame,
Abased their infidelity,
And insist we do the same.
Stand up against the rising storm
Of bitter ignorance,
Take up a sword of thought and deed,
Forsake deliverance,
Fight for your right to have a thought,
Before it turns to crime,
And know your soul is all your own,
From now, and for all time.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2015
At end of old day  .  .  .
White butterflies disappear,
  .  .  .  Wings return in morn.
Magnuda Feb 2015
Let me be reborn.
I live in the Fire,
And I dream of the River.
Victoria Johnson Sep 2014
I struggle.
The battle within me rages,
Each side fighting for control,
The Darkness has temptations,
But the Light will make me whole.

I never know whom to trust,
Which side of me they'll see,
Oh the Darkness has temptations,
But it'll be the death of me.

I live my life as if for the Dark,
But try my best to cling to Light,
Oh the Darkness has temptations,
But I want to do what's right.

I have learned to follow Light,
And I'm smart enough to know,
Tho' Darkness has temptations,
The Light is what I shall sow.
There is a battle going on for me, and many teens nowadays' souls. I struggle to follow the Lord in what I do, but it is hard.
Evening Ways Aug 2014
Along side the hills I drive
Wondering about the night before me
Where the moon will rise high
And my eyes will widen
Oh sweet diminished claim you've scooped me up again

Were my friends aware of my altercation
Behind my eyes and beneath the surface?
All the while searching for a soul to ask me
About the unexplained and my heart on days before
Swept away so long ago

A whisper quiet asked me if the few around
Could hold a knife in the name of what is right
Or dance away in disbelief
While I mop my self up and off the side walk
Curious about my breath and vision
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I've walked this far and come along way to even consider turning back
The night has been long
But that is how it should be

The moon rose high
And my eyes were widened
Surrounded by the game
I walk away to find a pen
Crossyde Gimp Jun 2014
I’m a witness of a love that is so pure and true
The same love without which there would be no me and you.
I’m a witness to the strength of its transforming power
Reviving and illuminating my darkest hour

I’m a witness of a touch that is killing, yet healing
Piercing through the flesh, it reaches the marrow with affection
Exploring intents and refining heart’s decisions
A touch is a touch but this one heals emotions

I’m a witness of a heart with large room for my weakness
Never accommodating sin but rebuking in meekness
Making available mercy in its realness
My heart is at rest cause His heart is my sweetness

I’m a witness of a savior whose love I cannot compare
He mend my broken heart and took away my despair
And now He protects me, even my every strand of hair.
He and I, what an insuperable pair.

I’m a witness of Jesus; the savior of me
Once on a cross He hung up high to set me free
And free I have been ever since.
As long as I live, on the Crossyde I’ll be.
This comes out of a gratitude and total amazement at the sacrifice that gave me the freedom to reach for my destiny with confidence... I celebrate Jesus the perfecter of my destiny.
"Do not gloat over me, my enemy!
    Though I have fallen, I will rise.
Though I sit in darkness,
    the Lord will be my light.
Because I have sinned against him,
    I will bear the Lord’s wrath,
until he pleads my case
    and upholds my cause.
He will bring me out into the light;
    I will see his righteousness."

- Micah 7:8-9 (NIV)

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A question mark,
Never will I bestow;
For what I sow, I will reap.

And now, as the era of harvest is today,
I am ready.

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I­ thirst, and taste a famine;
Bitterness has flavored my tongue,
I wanna whine,
“Why it isn’t sweet?”

I counted the years..
One, two, three –
In my very own language,
I got three.

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I used to sleep unaided,
With lies as my pillow,
A chock-full darkness as my bedspread;
I thought I was alright,
For my psyche, my heart
They both agreed.

“Child, my child…”
A voice like roaring thunder,
Yet so sweet,
Calling my name.

A chariot of fire,
A blazing man in his black robe!
Terrified, my knees were wobbling.
Then, I realized..
That thing which I’m used to clinched,
All the time, the source of the twinge.

I felt a Hand above me…
A safe haven, yes, I’m in here!
The Light has blinded me,
But I wasn’t troubled at all,
For I know that the same blindness
Will lead me to the real Light.

I have never seen His face,
I may have died if I did try.
All I know is that He’s magnificent,
And powerful and loving…
A forgiving One.

I have this runny feeling in my hands,
I was full of blood,
But I’m not hurt at all.
Debris of glasses are on my feet,
I felt the stooping of my knees,
It’s as if something’s dragging me down.

I realized that I was to pick those up –
With the ****** stains, still in my hands.
I saw a big picture of me,
Facing my own being -- a ****** being.

There, I started to hear a small voice,
And wondered where it comes.
Black…
Now, all were black again.
I started to feel the same fear;
My lips are to shriek,
But it was zipped.

“My child, my child…”
Here He goes again,
“Lord, help me! Help me God!”
I bawled with my full muscles,
But the words were only bubbles.

“D’you hear me Lord? Where are you? Are you there?”
The darkness has wholly wrapped me,
Like a snake about to eat me slowly.

The poison has entered my body,
I was fighting my breath –
An exchange of inhale and exhale;
And I know I was about to die.

It hurts me so much –
The Lord has abandoned me,
He has forsaken me.

I was losing my grip on Him,
Even though I know,
Even before, I wasn’t grasping at all.

I found no tears,
But a blood from my eyes..
That made me realized something.

The voice has emerged again,
“Be still, my child…”
That moment, I want a hug from Him,
Unlike the first encountered we had,
To which I just let Him be away.
For the fullness of His love,
I have never recognized.

His blood has gave me hope –
That precious blood that brought me to life!
And that’s why I’m not hurting,
‘Coz he was actually the one who’s hurt.

“Lord, I am nothing... But why?
Why die for me? Why save me?”
Questions are about to burst,
But I was so silent,
not to speak a single one anymore.

I’m waiting for His reply –
I waited with tears in my eyes.
But I heard no word from Him,
Instead, He gave me a sweet embrace..

I fear no more..
“Lord, I love you so much…
I’m sorry, please forgive me…”
Tears were like rain,
it can’t be impeded right now.

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The light has awaken me,
That light strikes my eyes but I was happy.
“It’s just a dream Lord...
But I know, that embrace was real.”
I smiled.

In the richness of the darkness itself,
People will look for Him.
It will be the moment they will seek Him,
With all their hearts out.

People will be forgiven,
Not because of what they've done,
But because of God’s grace alone.
They may not have felt His first love,
They may backslide a counted times,
But surely, they’ll return to Him
And find their way back home.

The Lord is my Savior,
Jesus Christ is my Redeemer alone.
For I know what to suffer now,
Is not for my own benefit alone,
But for the sake of the Message.

For I know how sinful I am,
And how I disappointed Him a lot of times,
But He has put me in the light,
And once again, I’ll thank Him –
And will never stop lauding His holy Name

(7/9/13 @xirlleelang)

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