Deceased Squirrel on The Pavement

Grey Sky...Automobiles on a two lane artery...Old Hickory prior to Grannywhite....Gloomy Haze...she drives...she sees a defunct squirrel sprawled on the asphalt just seconds from her crossing! Gross! Following are carnal beings scurrying upon the decaying rodent....grey atmosphere, red shirt and blue jeans....blue shirt and blue jeans....approaching from both sides of the roadway...IS SHE REALLY SEEING THIS? A realistic struggle....pandemonium as each civilized mortal morphs into desperate attempts to survive....a hoarding mentality over a decaying squirrel! and yet this is what must occur....this is a reality in time....DID SHE REALLY SEE THIS?

Current Catharsis Over This Land

"I Am washing over this nation!"....she seeks His heart, His voice, His secrets as she stares into the atomosphere...a clear blue sky with distant clouds, but an almost invisible layer of clouds nearer to earth...the nearer appear as rippling waves passing over the clouds behind - almost running over the white fluff in the far off. She listens and hears, "I Am washing over this nation!"

Tres...Three...3

The number three
Speaks to me
The number three in the form of a cloud
It screams so loud
The number three in the sunlight
He is communicating flight
The number three
Beckons me
The number three for His resurrection
Fashioning me under His perfection
The number three
Strengthening me to be!

One Breath Pulverizes Devilish Defilement!!!!!

One of Mine

Bolded and Underlined...within the book of Life with pages radiating golden light!

The King's Dream

She was a dream...She is a dream! The King dreamt about his princess before she ever inhaled or exhaled...The King imagined her every stroke of delicate beauty....The King designed every intricate part of her earthly temple, heavenly spirit and divine destiny. Her King calls her beloved...her king delights in her every movement...her king knows her every thought...the king reads her every heart beat...the king dreamt about his princess before she ever was! Now, she is...Now, she stumbles through training - training to be His bride....His favored one. She breaths in only because He ordained her next breath in His dream...He fashioned her...He built her from his image and made her astounding in His glory...He dreamt of her before her first day out of her mothers womb...He thought of her as perfect....He minimized her carnal weaknesses under the shadow of His supernatural strength...strength so great He does not even see her mistakes...he dreamt her into existence...He sees her blameless and pure in her white wedding gown dancing before His throne....He dreamt her as absolutely ravishing! The King had a Dream and it was me!!!!!!!

Weariness in Seeking a Humble Heart

This heart an entanglement...seeking refuge in humility...accepting to take the bottommost viaduct. This heart trampled...this heart falling on its knees to pride...failing to surrender to humility. Undue to fear...undue to anxiety of dishevelment delivered by a muddied destiny. Fear as food to pride...the revolting fruits of pride sewn and reaped repetitively. Anxiety...anxious, anxiousness....this heart speaks, "Stop!" Years robbed from this life...no longer is this heart paralyzed by the analyzed circumstances. Instead this heart is fluid by wreckless abandon to the river of life! This heart still wrought with pride, yet seeking a soaking of humility. Pour out sweet surrender and a new infilling of the humble factor!...Pour out, drench this heart with ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! drown this heart with ALL YOUR WAYS! Suffocate this heart to death...death from 'circumstances' wreaking anxiety!

POWERFUL ADVISE/ENCOURAGEMENT

THESE ARE SOME OF THE MOST POWERFUL WORDS I HAVE EVER HEARD...remember the devil prowls the earth like a lion, so be prepared and wait for that damn cat to come your way so you can blow him to pieces with the Spirit of God, let your light shine ashbear, its powerful and bright....

Mindedness

to where, does this path set before me lead?...this day full, not full, boring or not boring...overwhelmed by God's grace through my fingertips, His merciful outpouring through my ministry, His unconditional love through my vocal cords (when I refuse to truckle to my flesh)...to where does all this lead me? Consistent in waking, consistent in resting, consistent in fleshly nourishment....why so discouraged, disparaged by hateful words disgorged by rancorous gadfly's with no hopeful definition to life!....living life complete with profuse blessings....couth yet uncouth (nothing more than perturbed by clairvoyant disarray!!!!!!!!!!) abandoned by earthly sabotage to lye prone, in a fragmentary state of being, before my Creator....again, why do I think I am capable to exist within myself alone?....refuge in my Designer is where I will persevere to BE....

My Reality....

My Divine Designer is My Reality....so overwrought with the decayed materiality of this physical microcosm that infiltrates my consciousness...DISGUSTED!..........equinimity is what I toil toward, but there seems to be a lack of ambitious craving as My Reality has become My Symmetry.....remedial is My Symmetry....nonessential cosmetics of this fleshly world have now paled in likeness to My Reality as I bound into the inconceivable presence of My Reality! ....As I dive into His extraordinary love I find myself in 'unreality' - a place where the tainted opinion of the 'umbrella' few does not infiltrate my temple with false pretenses that drive me to preposterous preoccupation....no longer do I grovel in the adulterated portrayal of a debutant, which is a mere antithesis to the 'Bride of Christ'!!!....my thesis of a precious princess is in My Reality!!!!!!!!!!

Snowy Facade

Well, I certainly do not comprehend 'my' ability to sustain in the absence of a paycheck for a total of three weeks...as i wake on this blistery yet beautiful morning at 6:07 I find myself in a clairvoyant state of being that is chalk a lot full of joy....God has so graciously powdered the earth with another bit of His astounding imagination....as I wait, as I wait, as I wait crouching down on this supernaturally fashioned planet I rest assured in peace; the snow is serenity in Him....these small yet superfluous snowflakes are barely visible to the naked eye yet a collection of His touch....the snow bites the flesh,yet saturates my soul with solace...in everything created, an unequivocal wonderment not beyond a balky imperfection to override...physicality will beseech humanity toward bitterness for the pestering of inconvencience...choice....label it an infallible fruition - a transcendental interlude as a display of His immeasurable and incomparable blessings....frustration over fleshly inconveniences pales to the Designers 'day off' or 'national holiday'...I chose to lay aside financial concerns on such an astounding day as this....My Redeemer undoubtedly lives...this i am certain of as the snow grips every figment of matter that halts its avenue....what an incredible imagination You have....My Lord NEVER fails to confound this menial faculty within my skull...I glare in astonishment as the snow graces each specific millimeter in its path....its absolutely perfect....thank you Father for your wonderment....never am I bored with Your wisdom in creation....You are endless with ingenious fabrication as You are Originality!.....thank you for bestowing incomparable absolution through innumerable facets...I love you Abba!

Faith in Failure/Grace in Frustration

Faith Faith Faith...Grace Grace Grace....flabbergasted by flagrant failures settled within this carnal self...who is to divulge this falsehood of 'self'...myself, yourself, herself, himself, must one continue with them self....saunter on in the prolific design of wilderness to ascertain wherein oneself resides...the Almighty - YAHWEH is the location in which 'self' is to be, not only discovered, but established...the remnants of prior pandemonium are nothing less than organic joy overflowing...a simper wrapped in grace to supersede the mediocre colorlessness of fleshly frustration...nothing remains except for a supernatural grin plastered on this temples facial epidermis - a 'self' overcome by faith full of grace....no longer depleted by obvious worry, but rather brimming with supernatural peace!

Urgency is Unabated!!!!

Urgency is Unabated - unabated like an ambulance dispatched during extreme auto profusion as far as the naked eye can see...unabated like a physician hastening to disentangle a 6lb 11oz miracle from its mother's womb as her delicate physicality becomes variegated by her own umbilical cord stripping life away...unabated like soldiers heed and ensue an onslaught upon enemy grounds...unabated like a mother uninterrupted by an automobile rapidly progressing toward her small child titillated by a round object alive in the roadway...unabated like a dog to its master's arrival home regardless of the $800 Tiffany's crystal vase that gingerly occupies both upper extremities...unabated like a bulimic racing to a lavatory without regard to a rapidly approaching death...unabated like an anxiety attacks demand for medication regardless of one humans physical aftermath...directed to who,what, where, when, and why?....Urgency is unabated in the heavenly....Who - you, I, me, us, we, him, her, she, he....What - a Revolution, a War unleashed in the spiritual realm, an unabated Surrender to His purpose...Where - in your current stride, in your plea to the Almighty, in your vocal cadence (yes, your vocal cadence...may it be fluid and poetic with love), in your resting and waking head trip, EVERYWHERE...when - NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...why (not sometimes but always) - b/c YAHWEH! urgency is unabated - unabated is boundless - boundless is restricted by fear - fear is truckling to incubus - incubus is under His feet - His feet are your foundation - foundation in Christ is Unabated - Be Urgent!!!!!!!!!!!

Profane for Christ...

Profane for Christ...Obscene within the supernatural...malediction so common to human negativity...our flesh so addicted to ADDICTIONS....execration aimed to pierce...drinking adopted to drown....drugs convenienced to numb....pornography is heinous copulation - adequately quenching the divinely designed bestowal to procreate by lovemaking...rape depicts villainous sexual dysfuntion....anorexia is infamous to distortion of ’beauty’ in the eyes of the Almighty Designer - victim to the never satisfied views of the world (mediocre at best)...so, I ask, ’ Why does profane have to be defined as unhallowed, vulgar and worldly?’...Profane was dictated a worldly definition by a carnal being graced with the ability to project and presume....profane...redefined for Christ....profane in proclaiming the Word fearlessly...profane for Christ is constitutional to infiltrating the ’profane in the world’....profanity in declaring the Truth....walk profane...be outrageous for the Almighty....

Brood of Vipers....

In my waking....i hear "brood of vipers"...."brood of vipers"...."brood of vipers"...where are they located...within self id or not...no, I am only a princess of the almighty ....do they lye beneath my armor or am I protected by my creator....is another bound by this brood ...if so how do I help this desolation.....how does this body battle the spiritual infiltration of filthiness that is unseen yet ravishing innocent souls....a brood is destructive in slight....small hatch lings of vipers....so delicate yet a bite that will slowly slay the life from a warrior princess/prince...deliberate increase in extermination by a numbing affect...minute to extensive....how to rip away? .....blind-sited by desolation.....you know nothing different from wretched torment....nemesis....seething and stealth at placing iron shackles in a manner that manipulates a warrior into prison as if it were the heavenlies.....brood of destruction in slow agony.....the strongest maybe the weakest....how do I know? how do you know?

The Enemy Has Been Defeated...

The enemy has been defeated....death does not and will not ever hold me down....what is death anyway?.....descent, lifeless, shapeless, hopeless, listless, darkness, a pitfall to rip away will....what is will? Hopeful, joyful, endless peace, prosperity in divinity,......the plan of the Bridegroom....a wedding? a celebration? daily a walk with the Almighty.....choose life NOT DEATH!...DANCE THE SECONDS WITH HIM....EMBRACING THE PRINCESS CREATION BESTOWED WITHIN.....let grace overwhelm...let mercy set free....grab tight to unconditional love and a never ending dance with a prince! a gaze down turned to all in the flesh, but really she is merely in a realm of supernatural serenity full of life....I CHOOSE LIFE! YOU SHOULD TOO.....gape into the stare of the one true beholder of beauty.....become the apple of one eye....better yet just receive a princess gene innate to your originators purpose at the beginning of this earthen occasion....JUST BE A PRINCESS IN GRACE.....FEMME, IT'S GORGEOUS.....BE A BEAUTIFUL WARRIOR PRINCESS AND DAUGHTER OF ABBA'S!!!!!!!!

Prince = Absent....Yet, I Continue a Heedless Amble to My King's Citadel

Captivated by the glorious obverse of the King....unhindered saunter to His castle wrapped in blinding light...white light, pure light, warmth, so lustrous as the rimming of His lips kiss the princess's face...heavenly, unconditional, consistent love bestowed...safety, grace, mercy, endless joy, peace and hope in pain...striving graciously for His heart...His heartbeat merely impossible to match...failing to reach perfection, but the princess grasps unbounded to the healing cloak of her almighty originator and master designer...clinging and clinging and clinging as she runs the race to organic safety....pirouettes, twirls, whirls, and princess swirls through golden fields of love...His arms outstretched to her as she slowly, but surely approaches total surrender to her King's unscathed and supernatural communication....He gently reaches to all of His breathtaking princess'....not all accept His hand....I did...I do, every moment of every waking breath He breaths into my carnal temple....I accept His hand as I lock eyes with His in betrothed covenant....captivated by His undeserved love....now captivated by a prince mirroring the image of Christ....this prince enabling His princess to erudite grace through love in all endeavors...she fails carnally to radiate grace through love...she falls short of Ephesians 4:29....a prince to encourage acceptance of His hand as she trips in her saunter by resigning to fleshly weakness....reminder, encouraging through tender chivalry...a princess cultivated....tamed through tender benevolence as a direct descendant of a heart fully captivated by His...a princess enabled by a prince....a prince encouraged by a princess enabled...a race only to be joyfully won by hearts captivated by unconditional love...a destiny in a heavenly citadel!

Past, Present, Future...

to where do past hurts truly withdraw? to what degree do present hurts disinter? how does one overcome or evade hurts as obstacles revealed for later seasons?...this cluttered mindset desires to communicate with precision and purpose...intentional love delivered graciously and brimming with joy to a target unseen....clouded thoughts...sorting through the past, the present and the future...future foretold, but for what reason? To grant peace or to instill patience misguided to impatience and pride?...present being analyzed to a crippling grade...analysis based in a Christ focused goal, but reaction based in past affliction...the present has ultimately become detrimental to the future just as the past is fatal in regards to the present...this cycle is disgusting!!! How does she stop this....opening doors based on past thorns and closing communication based in fear of rejection....who is rejecting her anyway? Rejection as a closed door becomes a supernatural blessing! blessing comes from her Divine Originator, her Master Designer....so, rejection as promotion through honesty! Lies, enormous or trivial, breathe destruction on all hearts involved...secrets lend to anxiety and distrust...distrust to resentment, resentment to poor communication, poor communication to blame shifting, blame shifting to useless 'you' statements....I can only change her, she can only change her, me can only change her,....Christ the Center of her....change to Christ-likeness....no more fear, replaced with total trust in joy and peace in unconditional love with plans to prosper His princesses and princes...she runs to the Father...through an unblemished field of flush white blossoms....she is sold out and captivated by her King!

I do not know...superlative?

to where do I find serenity? Where shall I station a heart deteriorating by way of uncertainty? My Supreme Couturier fatigued with my fatal skepticism. I find myself backsliding as I abort the gift of faith....superlative? Is it? Really? These inquiries splatter my waking hours with examination by frustration nourished in distrust....Trust, is it a supernatural superlative? Trust? Peace? Might one be the result of another? How do I know as I drowned attempting to wade into life amidst the turbulence of depression and anorexia meeting as the crashing of bitter waves. Now, this present struggle....this apparent squall of distance, love, trust, peace, frustration, patience...that's the real contention! she is as impatient as the fashion industry. She is steadfast and unchanging in her hearts desire, yet at the same time, she is victim to her wants. Does she need him? She would hassle to prove that she does, but does she really or does she yield to a self-centered want? Only her Creator has the 'ending' at His fingertips. She wants the outcome at her arms reach. She must release control. She leisurely kills her true Master Designed being. No longer does he observe characteristics of a woman at peace in her Creator. He observes chaos...he is remained in unadulterated befuddlement. She is screaming for his commitment to love her forever, but he is frightened to let go and let God escort him into a divine appointment. Grant her patience...grant her peace,but most of all grant him clarity to embark upon the most astounding and blessed journey of all. A man and woman as one unit racing to Him while overflowing with His love upon all within the path referred to as life. That's a superlative...a relationship ordained in Christ and surpassing 'NORMAL'!!! She is patience in Christ even though the unseen must become the seen. To where shall I find peace in patience?

Pain in His Grace

James 1: 2-5
Dear brothers and sisters, whenever trouble comes your way, let it be an opportunity for joy. For when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be strong in character and ready for anything. If you need wisdom - if you want to know what God wants you to do - ask Him, and He will gladly tell you. He will not resent your asking.Allow yourself to feel your pain...acknowlege it and experience the endearment from Your Father to you and from you extending it to others. You will be closer to the heart of the Father in your pain as it is only a portion of the pain that Christ experienced on the cross. If you are in extreme pain then you must rejoice in it because ultimately it means your Daddy is loving you where you are at. He is building character in His princess....His princess has been living in the reality of pain for the past week and it is certainly not easy, but His purpose is better than her walls of anger, resentment, self-hate, and bitterness!

She Crawled onto The Chopping Block

The purest white space...a large block before her...His throne just before the block...His ankles enormous at her eye's level...the gallish one behind her. The One on the throne was immense and she was unable to view every part as He was so vast....the demonic one just her size if not more decrepit than her own human frailty. She proceeded to place herself onto the chopping block without hesitation...with white knuckles and a blood curdling scream for a command to 'relent', she held onto His ankles with no intention to release. Ash wood bendable but not breakable...less flammable than most wood...she will not let go! The enemy stabbing at her flesh, but it does not pierce...the enemy drags his dagger down her spine...she holds fast to His ankles. She is all too aware of the extreme pain...pain that overwhelms her earthly world...pain of circumstances in the flesh, but she still holds fast to His ankles. She is screaming for release....'tell him to stop', but her strength is so great as long as she squeezes His ankles...her pain tolerance is supernatural on that chopping block as she experiences an ability to endure the pain...almost as if the hellish torment cannot destroy or kill her despite the dagger in her spine. She is at peace and continues to willingly be wrought with death strategies as her King shelters her in His great strength and might!...The pain is bearable with Him....she takes comfort in the obvious fact that He knows she will not surrender to the demonic one...She will crawl onto the chopping block again................

4 Great Obstacles---->The Throne

She faced a great obstacle...she walked right over the obstacle as if it were a cake walk! She faced a second great obstacle...she walked right through it as if it were as superficial as paper! She faced a third great obstacle...she stared at it contemplatively and then without hesitation she walked around it! Now, she faces her fourth great obstacle...she faces it still....she is facing it currently...she is glaring at it wondering how to overcome this fourth great barrier! This great obstacle is the trial she must not truckle to...she must overcome, she must overcome, she must overcome. Endurance to destroy this fourth obstacle...this fourth test of faith! She is a shallow bowl being transformed into a deep cylinder....she is being pressing on every side so as to loose all of her and gain all of Him...only the finest of transformations...only the glorious of what is within will remain! This fourth barrier still enormous and overwhelming....the fourth barrier representing a gamut of devastation at a horizontal viewpoint.....she breaths in deep and releasing striving to tear this great obstacle to dust beneath her feet of His stance...she hears, "You must speak my Word to this fourth obstacle if you want to succeed!...Speak My Word to demolish this barrier!" She can see Him or maybe she is merely aware of His presence on the other side of the obstruction...she wants to rest in His arms...she wants ALL of Him not more of Him, but ALL of Him and none of her...why is she struggling to speak His Word to this blockade...overcoming the first three were done in such grace with no striving, but their was physical action required...why is speaking Truth difficult? Why is she hesitating in this moment? Why is she speechless...she feels mindless...she places all of herself on the altar....she says, "wipe this slate clean! Renew a right way in me and give me a pure heart a clean heart! Fill me with ALL of You Jehovah!" He obliterates all she placed on the altar with one fell swoop of His forearm...Bring your desires to me....Bring your hearts desires to me....set them here before me and trust that my purpose, destiny and dreams for you are abundantly good! Speak Truth to that barrier...Speak. Come to my Throne at my feet or into my lap and rest....Be still Princess...Be Still I command!

Swirling Angels

Eyes wide shut...standing with limbs unbounded...She waited! Again, carmel fields surrounded....spotless sky abounded as a flawless white ribbon swirled around her! In perfected harmony with the heavens...the ribbon ascended into the atmosphere...up to the heavens....it was interlaced with His mighty grip...a vertical connection orchestrated by His divine nature....She just stood in incomprehensible peace with her neck flaccid and her eyes set on His...the ribbon swirling in perfect circles around her frailty...she became strengthened in the tunnel of wrapping ribbon...she was still in the solitude of vision to His gaze set upon her beauty....not a flinch...not a blink...not even a wink....just still in His love....in His ravishing gaze upon His beloved...a focus as He and her stood at a wedding altar....she had no pull to be elsewhere...just solace in His presence! No more discord for a moments time....no more pain for just a purposed second....His love always intentional, always unconditional, always just always!

Her Life Flashed Before Her Eyes...

She made the right turn and hugged the sidewalk so as to avoid oncoming traffic in the lane beside her...a large and slow moving sewage truck just ahead of her and an electric blue dodge ram hemi pulling a trailer transporting a lawn mower. The enormous truck barreling down the hill she had just come from as she looks over her left shoulder to merge her way into the fast traveling lane. The blue truck far enough off for her to make her way in she begins....she hears a loud whistling noise to her left and behind her, but thinks not much of it! She should have glanced over her left shoulder once more...the driver of the blue truck had become overwhelmed with rage at the realization of her desire to get into 'his' lane!....he sped up and at this point she was 75% of the way into 'his' lane but still 25% in her starting lane....The blue truck now just beside her and partially in the center turning lane without a moments give of increasing speed...he was not going to let her finalize her entrance into 'his' lane. As he merges back toward her honda civic in an attempt to push her back to the her original lane, his wheel is riding on her driver door and with his still increasing speed his headlight snaps her left view mirror off....She makes a desperate attempt to merge back into her original lane, but by now the sewage truck is on her right......she watches her mirror disappear into thin air within a splite second and she thinks 'this is it'....she blacks out and releases control as she is about to be crushed between two huge machines!!!!!!!!!

Life so fleeting....Life so precious....Life so fragile....Life so not within her control to live....Life almost taken without regard....Yet, her Life so protected by her Protector and Friend. She is reminded of arguing with the one she loved here and what a waste of time it was....She is realizing that she should have just enjoyed him for the fullness of who God created him to be....She is realizing that praising her King is crucial to being covered in grace....She is grasping the importance of just dripping with love and not resentment, hate, shame, guilt of jealousy.....She is learning to be grateful for every moment of life as He can give and take away to make us stronger for the journey while we temporarily squat here on earth...She is shaken!!!!