Dear Heart.

Dearheart,

I can no longer enable you.

For too long I have listened to you 
Berate yourself about how you function,
How you look,
And how you think.
The words you continuously speak 
Denote how much you hate yourself,
But—although they seem real enough to you…

Love Is What Tips The Balance

Smoke clouds billow, choke, and roll;
Bleak is the day and
Dark is the night,
And yet we stand in fight, flight, fright or freeze,
Instead of voicing truth and hope—
We speak aloud discordant tones
Of beliefs and choices,
Emotions and retaliations,
And of theologies and doctrines
Personalised through carefully crafted filters of ‘good versus evil’ and ‘evil versus good.’

Creation Speaks

Inside dry bricks and walls of steel
Sit windows framed with wood,
The dulling drone 
Of fluorescent bulbs
Have made the structure “good.”
The exactness 
Of grey slatted blinds,
Obscure the world outside;
Wild frequencies are rumbling
Through earth—
Creation sighs…

Let It Be Done On Earth As It Is In Heaven

Many, many times in the Word, God’s people faced heinous circumstances for simply loving Him. The circumstances they faced were not created or caused by God, but rather, by the enemy…the Thief. The Word says that the “Thief comes to steal, kill and destroy, but I (Jesus) have come that you might have life and life more abundant” (John 10:10)…

Back to Eden

In the beginning, we had it all. We had constant connection with our Heavenly Father (El Shaddai) and genuine governance over all creation. We had been given the ability to caretake in supernatural and providential ways, and to see El Shaddai’s Kingdom through the eyes of our hearts—there were no blockages between us and Him. The fullness of His frequency was meshed with our own...

After the Dream Dies

My womb once held a promise. A future. A hope and a dream. A child with ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes, one nose, and one spirit fashioned directly by the Light Himself. A child with my DNA bound and woven into the written notes of his or her being...

Make Way For The King

I see Jesus stepping onto platforms made from wood and nails, cement and bricks, electronics and social media, hearts and minds—platforms that have been made for religion, culture and the entertainment of man. Platforms that have made God subservient to their own agendas, ideas, and desires...