On a dark raining Sunday night, I was born. My screams and cries as I came out from my mother’s womb, brought joy and laughter to my mother’s life. As dark as the night was, my cries and entrance into the world seemed to brighten the atmosphere And even more, the praises on the lips of my mother filled the…
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AWAMARIDI – The God we know who knows it all but cannot be completely known
Glory! Glory! Glory! To the God who oversees the universe but still cannot be seen Glory to the King of kings who is far too kind but cannot be repaid with kindness. Praises to the most High King who owns all the wealth of this world, but does not purchase anything with any currency. Our God who possesses all the…
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Show the devil who is Lord! (A poem)
To God be the GloryGreat Things He has doneSo loved He the world that He gave us His sonWho Yielded His life as Atonement for SinSin!It didn't just wake up and showed up at your door one morningYes, it sure was going up and downlooking for a home or house to gain groundsYes, it sure was shooting shotsTo see whose…
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Red Fruits from the Fig Tree (Prose)
Roses are red so are the colors of what my fruits should be ripely and beautifully formed from the days, weeks and months of pruning Pruning of the fig tree I should fall off from. Months of standing tall Under bright sunlight and moderate winter exposure Days of heaven breathing over me Days of taking deep root in the dark…
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My Dark Night ( What to do with guilt from sin)
On this beautiful Friday night The skies lit by the moon so bright. On my black sequin dress shined the light The night was young So was I My red heels matched my ruby woo lips Swaying to the rhythm of the nights were my hips. My hands were thrown into the air The same way caution lost its grasp…
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How to stay above an ever evolving world.
Being a Christian can be so amazing. You know, basking in the presence of the most high God, just enjoying His goodness every day. I can go weeks just really excited, elated in my spirit which transcends to my physical being and carriage. The emmision of Joy could be like a hundred /a hundred. No! Those times, days are the…
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Building castles in the air
365 days ago, I met this man A man filled with the spirit of the living God A man about to change my life forever The way he stared at me The way he looked straight in my eyes His charm was not from this world It was heavenly, It had to be heavenly It was heavenly, he had the…
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I wore His glory and fragrance
I wore His glory! Prepped and Prepped for that big day Nights of no-sleep Days of rehearsing that speech Mornings of fondling with scripts had to go for the kill Had to do only the best on this one This was the only chance I had at this I would be your eternal glory, He said Your light will shine…
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Burnished Gold
I closed my eyes for a few seconds Then opened them only to notice a different ambiance. I didn’t see angels, I didn’t lights, I didn’t see the streets of gold anymore I saw faces, not so familiar faces A man that had a smile that was about to tear his mouth apart A woman’s face who had a mix…
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To Birth His
A young maiden was I Groomed for my king For the day He came to possess my entirety Ate fruits high in vitamins My spirit had to be fit for my king It had to match His purity He could not be repulsed by me or my spirit Drank of the milk the millk He prescribed for His bride *chuckles…
