Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Fallow Fields

The hearts’ fields lay fallow
The ones who wound
Appear unforgiving and shallow
Ruts furrowed in the ground

Dry,harsh and unfruitful
Weeds embedded choking all.
Onlookers mournful
Praying for the rainfall,

Praying for the plowing up of dirt,
Hoping the hardened will soften
 Stop the hurt,
And allow the healer to make blossom.

Praying for righteousness raining forth
Fresh seed allowed to grow
Rivers flowing new on the earth
Fruit bearing, good seed to sow.

 Jeremiah 4:3
This is what the LORD says to the people of Judah and Jerusalem: "Plow up the hard ground of your hearts! Do not waste your good seed among thorns. NLT

Hosea 10:12
Sow with a view to righteousness, Reap in accordance with kindness; Break up your fallow ground, For it is time to seek the LORD Until He comes to rain righteousness on you.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Key keeper's

Keeper of the keys

Unlocking the store houses,
The hungry and thirsty are coming.
Desire for free flowing of provision,
Lord of the heavens giving access to those who trust in him.
Spirit affirming our affiliation,
 New name’s given in anticipation,
“Key keepers”, breaking free those in prison.
Authority to abolish all accusations,
Love brought forth in impartation.
Key keeper’s giving keys in affirmation,
Encouraging brothers and sisters to rise up in exhilaration,
The Keys have been given! 
Go forth in power for restoration!
The key for hope in this generation
Has been given by Christ to his relations,
His beloved children, for its dispensation.
Key’s to pour out his Salvation,
No shying away or need for trepidation.
Key keepers in Christ bring glorification.

Matthew 16:19 (AMP)
19 I will give you the keys (authority) of the kingdom of heaven; and whatever you bind [forbid, declare to be improper and unlawful] on earth [a]will have [already] been bound in heaven, and whatever you loose [permit, declare lawful] on earth [b]will have [already] been loosed in heaven.”

Photo creds. Sarah Bland Haluko

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

fists held high

Little Girl fists held high,

Holding back the tears,
The wall slowly being built inside.
Tenderness giving way to fear,
Raw emotions finding places to hide,
Relationships out of focus, no longer clear.
All held at arm’s length,
Not allowing others to draw too near,
Erected for safety, a picket fence.
All energy used to control the gate.
Relaxed appearance a pretense.
Love expressed in shallow haste.

Running towards a well that’s deep,
Glimpses of eternity impart a foretaste
Of a tidal wave of loving so steep,
Hard hearts and broken promise are laid waste.
Fists become open palms,
Pouring into arms wide,
 Abundance of healing balm,
Where past and truth collide.
Feet swiftly going forward
Obedience requires this love to be amplified
Heart no longer hemmed in or bordered
No barricade to stop the loving tide.