Dancing with my heart, my words, my song, and my love, before my God…

But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who
LOVE YOUR NAME may rejoice in you. Psalms 5:11

Monday, June 25, 2012

Why Is It?

Oh Lord, 

"why is it

that I can be so comforted with Your goodness 
yet so quickly turned inside out 
with thoughts so painful 
of another’s knife in my heart.  
So broken that my words dry up 
and I am stumbling within 
to maintain my balance of who I am.  

Caught in the night, 
in the darkness of words, 
documents addressed to tear me from standing.  
Purposed to derail the strength of love’s power 
with tiny nails 
driven to the sensitive corners of my life.  


Fallen now, 
I can’t even think about getting up 
as fear displays them like neon lights,
spears in action to my heart.  
Holding in the center of my soul 
to bury its opportunity to give disease, 
to sing victory triumph 
of its unspoken accomplishment.  

Oh Lord, You are the voice I seek 
so the darts of the enemy 
will dissolve before it hits.  
 Those that got through, 
those that fell upon me in my weakness, 
I crumble under 
and plead Your mercy 
to carry each word into a far country 
to be left and die.  

I find no one, 
not one that has the strength 
to carry this for me.  
No one 
can take away its sting 
that leaves me screaming for relief.  

I am lowly and so terribly weak.  
I cry 
my God, my God… 
WHY have You forsaken me, 

"why is it

and then disgust crawls in 
for such a thought.  

All my life 
Your love touching 
and sewing together my torn and mattered soul 
as blessings cover my days. 

Help me...!
Teach me how to love.  
Forgiveness is such a gift from You.  

Jesus forgave in full understanding 
of those that stood so strong against Him.  

He did not forget their offense, 
He did not ignore their offense against Him… 
He did not stay quiet but spoke the Father's Love and Truth.
He always recognized evil yet forgave 
as they offended, 
 causing Him to bleed and die.  

Lord, You look upon me 
in all my stumbling,
knowing my wrong against You
and forgive...!

Can I do this Lord?  
Can I?  

Teach me, 
for You are my creator.  

As Your Spirit fills me, then I can do all things. 

As I offer my thoughts to You tonight… 
all of them, 
all good 
and all bad… 
here I am Lord.  

My total treasure is You, 
oh yes, 
You alone 
are the treasure of my thoughts.  

"why is it"

To teach me how to love.
Where else can I go?  
You alone hold this kind of love. 

I lift up my heart with the passion of such abundant love
from heaven's abundance towards me.
I cry inside for the dark scales 
that keep lies alive in those against me
to shatter under the mercy of truth
which sets them free.
Seal truth in the path of footsteps taken
so that no route is available except through
the gates of such freedom speaking.  
Cause its power to speak so loud
that eyes shut, ears plugged
cannot close out its message to save.

When surrender is at its perfect moment
hold arms wide so that the fall
can only result in Your love's catch.
The fear to allow lies exposed 
has only riches as reward.
The flesh that dies allows Your Spirit to grow
and truth sing in key with angels and heaven's knowledge.
Hold the hand of those under such lies against me
in a guiding walk through this dark time.

Salvation has been paid for my own darkness.  I will not hold
anyone in the grip of an enemy attack
but pray for Your heart to bless
with Truth that I myself crave
and find as more delicious than wine.
Jesus, You are the Truth and Light.
I will trust in You and 
lift up my prayer to my Father
in Your Name.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Lost In Love

Good morning Wonders of all. 

I join angels who never cease to worship You 
as I lift the inner person I am 
to respect such a place invited.  

I look for the moment to catch Your eyes 
and find You were long there before me, 
waiting for this moment 
that I would come.  

Conversation exchanges 
higher than sounds or written sensation.  
Passion hums with rises and falls 
that are impossible to articulate.  

I am lost in love.

I push to know more.  
Where and how can I stay to touch You?  

The sensations of hearing You 
throws all my day into the giggles of romance.  
Your love shouts rhythm of perfect pitch 
and my heart dances uncontrollably with laughter.  

Across my face, 
Your kingdom shows the brightness of Your beauty.  
It touches me and carries its strength 
out to what my eyes see.  

It matters not if I run, walk, or crawl; 
I am lost in passion 
that repeats my name over and over 
as it builds to guide my heart to salvation.  

Loudly it announces its infatuation 
when I am straying, 
softly it sings 
while I am in Your lap of delight.  

The outburst of obsession 
creates a zeal within me 
that erupts my heart’s attention 
to imprison me to slavery of such romance.  

The ooze of Your beauty 
makes all things beautiful 
as You seize each opportunity with me.   

I am hostage to passion You bear for me.  

I stay in Your image, no longer my own. 
I push to know more.  

I am lost in love.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Innocent Honest Love

Father, I am so full and yet empty,
 for my desire gushes as if I have nothing.  

Full of rich love all the world seeks to buy
 - yet no funds will accomplish its purchase.  

Empty because I find my heart moving to extend 
and stretch for another, 
one more sound from fondness 
that rings of dripping irresistible weakness 
that lays me before my vow 
to give it all for such a drink. 

Poppa from on High, 
I am partial to Your love that feels my heart 
and answers 
to all my searches.  

I have no sense of its worth 
for I have nothing of equivalence 
to make comparison.  

The sight of such love 
seizes my emotions 
to speak sounds only the eyes can utter; 
only actions can come close 
to mirror its pounding intrusion.  

I run to its persuading consumption 
so that void only means I want more.  

The influence of such love gives 
the fascinating entrance 
for my heart to indulge 
in its treat to pamper my thoughts 
with private secrets of affections.  

Clothing me with its wardrobe 
of unprofessed love premeditated for only me.  

Innocent honest love 
that is simple 
and untouched as it trustingly 
unlocks intimacy to my exposed heart yearning.  

Uncluttered thoughts fixed upon loves opinion 
as its song dangles deep within, 
my value.  

My soul waits for the change 
as history proves loves copious makeovers from each encounter.