Vile speech, aggressive action, violence and calamity. Our world groans in agony. Yet there is a cure.
So in light of National Poetry Month, here’s my ode to love.
As always, it is my prayer that you’ve been Inspired To Live Fully!
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Yeshua
Yes you are
Yeshua
Yes you are
The Anointed One
The Lamb who was slain
The King of kings the Lord of lords
The Alpha and the Omega
The Bright and Morning Star
The Beginning and the End
Yeshua Hamashiach
My Salvation
The Way the Truth and the Life
The Lion of the tribe of Judah
Yeshua
Yes you are
The Lily of the Valley
My Daily Bread
The River of Living Water
The Well that never runs dry
Yeshua Hamashiach
Grace wrapped in flesh
The Christ
Messiah
Redeemer
Anything I need you to be,
that you are
Yes you are
Yeshua
Yes you are
You are
Yeshua
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What’s apparent is that we can’t recognize real. Buried in Sheol like the “Los 33”. Trapped under layers and layers of fraudulent fabrication. Self-adorned, one dimensional, wash and shrink flea market finds.
New realities created.
New identities established.
Fake ID by way of your Gravatar, your avatar has become the new you. This carefully guarded new persona is shallow at best and when put to the test will prove defective. That plastic armor does not guard but suffocates. Check the warning label on your grocery store plastic bag.
Choking out your gifts, snuffing out what makes you uniquely you.
While your spirit smothers, your souls smolders and the soot and ash render you unrecognizable.
But when you KNOW that your identity cannot be shaped by:
LIKES
COMMENTS
SHARES
FOLLOWS
FRIENDING
UNFRIENDING
THUMBS UP
THUMBS DOWN
HEARTS
You are unrestricted and unshackled. Like the grotesque beings removing their outer casings at the dawn of A Brand New Day, you are free to give rise to your true self. No longer caged, the bird sings and I know why.
Delivered from confinement, mind, body and spirit come into alignment. With jet propulsion, rocket boosters thrust, power ignites and takes flight.
The course is set. Charting to free.
On this, the day we recognize the birth of The Savior of the World, let us remember that He is:
I pray this Christmas you are filled with the hope that your future is merry and bright. He who was, is and is to come, the One who has known you from the foundation of the earth, loves you with an everlasting love.
Daniel 7:9,13,22
From the beginning of time,
A ruler divine,
Creator of heaven and earth
From conception of the first birth,
The Ancient of Days.
Seated high on the throne,
With wisdom and power unknown,
All authority in hand,
Author of the master plan,
The Ancient of Days.
A great exchange
From times prearranged
From Father to Son
All glory and dominion
The Ancient of Days.
To defeat the enemy
Liberate the saints, you and me
To establish an everlasting kingdom,
Freedom and victory for me has been won
The Ancient of Days.
Eternal praise for the Ancient of Days
Mighty and wondrous
In all your ways
We cry holy, holy, holy
To your name
Glory glory, glory
To the Ancient of Days.
We cry holy, holy, holy
To your name
Glory, glory, glory
to the Ancient of Days.
© Tyra Lane-Kingsland
As always, it is my prayer that you’ve been Inspired To Live Fully!