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The patience that comes from God

A steadfast gift, eternal reward

In an enduring Presence within of the Most High,

A quality of life that only matures

Grows in knowledge more deeply within your spirit,

A fountain of wisdom that bubbles joyfully all around

Confidently along each of our unique paths.

We grow stronger while waiting

Love grows wider and deeper and longer,

The good seed planted in tender love

Swells and grows

Bursts up through the earth

A sprout unknown, unseen before,

The Seed Planter looks with satisfaction

Moves about in loving trust of the greatest harvest plan;

The proven ancient practice of the Master Gardener,

From the beginning fruitful in His work

As He walks the fields, gazes at the many rows

Plants graciously sway in the breeze

Continue daily to grow

To mature in all ways

Prepared for the joyful harvest

Waited on, for so long!

Yes, time is lost in enthusiasm

A happiness in wonderful blessings

Good pleasures celebrated

When “soon” spoken of so often

Becomes the “now”

Seen in faith from the beginning;

The great freedom experienced

On your knees before the Lord of Heaven and Earth

Bowing in worship to our King of Beauty.





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The roots of our needs

In a human life,

In all mankind,

Compel good choices of lasting commitment

An enduring life of covenant with what works;

The body must be cared for

Food and drink, exercise and activities

Challenges for growth

Things to do, work places to go;

The mind must grow in strength and depth

Godly things meditated upon

Unique abilities developed, nimble and quick,

Concepts grasped clearly

The abstract daily made into the practical,

An imagination that soars

While footsteps walk this earth;

Yet, the human spirit often remains dormant, undiscovered

Until finally the Voice of the Divine One speaks

And suddenly our ears hear

Sensitivities begin to understand at last

Perceptions with wisdom held close, treasures to the heart!

The world breeds only an overwhelming abundance of needs

Troubles and difficulties

Time always wrestled with;

Other men and women cross your path

And stir your reason for being

Sometimes friendships build up, sometimes others tear down,

The struggle to grasp and hold what lasts, reality remains fleeting

And deep yearnings continue on,

Needs clothe the body and soul

Too thick and heavy in the summer heat

Too thin and frail in the winter cold,

The minds grows weary

As the needs grow larger

The lack, the dilemma grows clear;

Yet, how and where and who can satisfy,

How can these deep things draw comfort

And something called “inner peace”?

Then the path is led to a closed door

An invisible, small gate becomes visible

The heart chooses to bow and enter like a lost sheep,

Enters the freedom and fellowship of the Shepherd’s flock as another one found!




Israel stands alone,

All the nations of the world

One day even led by America,

All the nations of the world against him;

Descendants of Jacob, son of Isaac,

Land given to Abraham for his Isaac and his Jacob

People of destiny, land of honor in covenant destiny.

The Holy Lord, Ancient of Days

The One married to this land,

He who spoke all into existence

Commanded all water and earth boundaries

Shaping nations from tribes, forming mountains,

The One who humbly came

And reached down with His Life to rescue us all!

He who chose the tiny tribes on this tiny land

Center of the world, center of His heart

Children of Jacob sealed forever

Strained and sifted them through generations

From Moses to the present

Tested and challenged, repeatedly refined

On display for the entire world,

Our Creator’s joyful workmanship seen;

The old Judges and Kings

David and Solomon and the rest,

Samuel, Samson and Gideon,

Powerful Prophets but foreshadows of the greatness to be shown

When the King of Kings would soon become known

His testimony the spirit of all prophecy,

Forever One with the people, One with His land

Israel His eternal inheritance

The beloved kingdom, sifted and tried to the end;

So pleasing, a purified aroma to God

Yet, always a thorn, a stench to the nations.

The Mighty One will soon come again

Yeshua who stood with Elijah and Moses on the Mountain

Which trembled with the Father’s Voice,

The Lamb as a Lion

In fulfillment of all things written, His Cross endured

A consuming fire in fulfillment of all things spoken, the end of the Law in Blood;

The Warrior Lord who takes no prisoners,

Cleanses all the stubborn and the rebels from His own land

Even Jerusalem His destined Throne!






Each day is a true adventure in a walk of trust

Child-like enthusiasm refreshed

New Spirit excitement daily confirmed

In the prayer filled journey Home

The spiritual walk of a new child of Heaven

A boy or girl who grows into each sunrise

Confidence clothed throughout

Satisfied smiles meet each and every sunset;

Whether freshly baked bread in hand

Or a few crumbs left scattered on the ground,

Steadfast loving footsteps move always forward

As ready encouragement always holds the hand.

While we press on, press on to the majestic goal

Living Hope more than fills the heart

That grows even stronger along each of our own unique paths

Colored by many scented flowers

Some that even become fruit,

Trees as well for comforting shade as a needed pause,

A rest to gather strength, to offer praise;

At times eyes close

And clear heavenly visions dance through the heart and mind,

Dreams also of beauty in richest fulfillment

Even as our Lord Messiah’s road grows more narrow for us all.

Then, the Shepherd’s staff can be seen

Healing oil anoints the spirit and soul

Holy oil upon the body hands and feet,

All that you do, and everywhere you go Spirit led

Every person met, circumstances artfully woven into a tapestry of lasting beauty.

The small Kingdom Gate seen from long ago

Has become a giant, great pearl that glows off in the distance,

Gemstones in brilliance also seen in foundations ahead!

The Daughters of Zion, of Jerusalem are never alone

Many other men and women out in front

Many more brothers trail behind,

All these chosen and called to follow

Right in step with the Shepherd’s walk before them,

A faithful walk of true adventure

A walk of timeless love and peace

A walk of growing wisdom and knowledge

A faithful walk in the Spirit of Truth,

Our Shepherd’s walk of sons and daughters led by our Lord Yeshua.




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Humility before God;

One heartbeat, one breath away,

In a moment, in a lifetime.

The plans of a man’s heart soar high

But the secrets of the heart are already known

Nothing hidden from God’s sight

Everything clearly laid bare

All thoughts and motives

Ambitions and desires

Dreams of friendship and success,

Wealth in this world

Even a measure of fame in entertained selfish envy.

To walk a path of true peace

In lasting satisfaction

With a good sense of fulfillment,

True wisdom must be blended purely with understanding;

How fragile a life,

How delicate a human existence

Fleeting as the natural beauty of a woman’s form

And the strength of a man in youth

Maybe as an athlete

Or even as a simple farmer,

Strong hands that once grasped tools

Now weary and arthritic.

The day passes quickly

Days flow as a rushing stream

Years sail off into the migrant skies of a large flock of geese;

Human life in the body “as but a breath”

Simply as a breath, a vapor

Inhaled and exhaled,

Then suddenly the heart stops beating.

“A man in his pomp, without God, without understanding

Is like an animal, a beast that perishes.”






Who but God can measure the tears shed for her

Even Messiah Yeshua’s tears,

Who but the Lord alone has measured, placed on His scale

All her heartaches and  pain,

Caught up in a moment wrapped in eternity;

The Throne of Justice seated

Ancient of Days, Lord of Creation

With His pure judgment as a clear river of fire

Clean flow of righteousness from before His Throne

The constant desire for objects of mercy to stand free,

A people clothed, anointed with fragrant oils of Divine favor,

Tribe of Judah often as the tree planted by streams of water

Most favored sons and daughters in the barren desert of mankind-

The rough moonscape of pride and arrogance

Where foolish “self” rules,

Selfishness played as with any common puppet

By the “dark master” of control,

The destroyer, who struts about the earth in arrogance

Seemingly no limit to evil powers manipulated.

A colored leaf falls at last from an old grape vine with deep roots;

Yeshua looked and wept

A city, His City, His Jerusalem, City of David

Universal destiny alone in His Sovereignty,

Tears for Lazarus and his sisters, and those who mourned, the same;

All mankind held in the balance of His will and purpose!

The creek near our house grows narrower, dry ground closes in,

All as my own body grows older,

More weary, slowly worn out and weakened by this earth, this world,

Conflict and discord, an orgy of deceit

Vanity complete as King Solomon explained;

But then Jerusalem rises again

Above the utter waste, expanse of the world

Human trails of casualties far off into every horizon,

While hearts are not touched with comfort where human effort reigns;

Shifting sand all about, a Rock foundation so hard to find,

Houses topple in the constant storms, to the right and left

Desperate souls cry out- “Is the door already shut!”

A sea of lies rises slowly, in an attempt to drown His beautiful creation;

But the Holy Spirit vision is already given out

More than carved on rock tablets, but on hearts

Foreknowledge to Apostle John spread far and wide throughout the Earth

Powerful Book of Revelation,

Prophecies of Zechariah, also lived out now before our eyes!



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A peaceful walk through the many fields of abundance in this life

Rare beauty easily seen woven into such intrigue of mystery

Flowers and butterflies

Men and women and children, ourselves;

A hummingbird sips on a backyard feeder one cold frosty morning

The eyes watch, the heart tugs at purpose and deepest meaning,

Yet, the body, the mind of the world pulls away

Lets go of these precious moments when we marvel

Stand in awe as children, child-like once more

While hands of trust take hold of what draws us near,

Riches the world cannot offer

True wealth hidden, ready to be shown,

A gift that patiently waits, quietly as early morning dew

Sparkles of jewels, silver and gold upon the earthly grasses,

Even time stands still

Then steps aside for a greater reality of an eternal crown

A kiss of Heaven’s Truth sweet upon the lips

Beauty that lasts, drapes as a delicate robe about the shoulders,

Heavenly clothing unmatched.

But those relentless voices cry out

To envy the stars, rich of the world

To desire the fame and wealth of the few

Who stand alone in pride, and often fear

Who parade appetites that widen and lengthen

Until the earth is drowned once more,

And all spirit sensitivity is forever lost!

Social media bombards with the base need for gratification

Our voice of ego that others hear,

An image to be seen for a moment;

But many have discovered the humble path

These who choose to drink from a most gracious cup

Living Water given freely

Wisdom showers down and rests within the heart

The sharpest swords flash with brilliance

The words of every prayer are heard, and answered.

Those who seek more than gold, search for true love, lasting beauty

Are in righteous embrace of the greatest Gift of Emmanuel

His Spirit of Peace within forever,

Who ask, seek and knock on His door,

God’s timeless present to all who are wiling to unwrap it.









On my knees in prayer

As the heart bows with reverent humility,

Images of the Lord of Lords

Inner eyes and thoughts fixed on Him alone,

The King of Kings;

The Captain of Heaven’s armies

Our Savior on a noble horse of splendid white

Powerful muscles sculpted for speed and strength

Eyes piercing, nose snorting fire and smoke.

The Lord of Hosts tightly clutches a glowing Sword of the Spirit

Radiance in brilliance of Truth and absolute power

Zeal carries the double-edged Word of God

For life or for death, for Heaven or for hell

Eternity in the Holy Presence or in the Lake of Fire!

Clothed in robes of Sovereign Power

Our only Redeemer

Messiah with eyes of jeweled fire in blinding radiance

Waits for the exact moment,

As written, “The armies of Heaven follow Him.”

“Har Megiddo”, all the rebel forces have gathered

An orgy of darkness, vicious and ruthless fighters without number

Deceived, manipulated and controlled,

Consumed by false images of invading aliens from beyond the earth

Bad aliens that seek only to destroy them

And their allied “good” outer space legions;

The leaders of darkness stand tall

Strong and invincible in their own eyes,

Forces of raw evil against any and all true good.

The Lord of Heaven leads the charge

Trumpets blare, a Lion roars

A surge of Light greater than the greatest comet across the sky,

All weapons neutralized as children’s toys, fall silent and dead

Precisely pointed, perfectly aimed, targeted with ease!

Millions of birds of prey and scavengers alike

Gather from surrounding nations

Brought forth on the great winds

Made ready to pick all of the bones clean;

In an instant the two towers of evil, lying beasts

Are plucked as feathers from a dead chicken

And thrown headlong into the Lake of Fire,

The place of eternal justice for all of Satan’s willing slaves.

Before the countless evil soldiers fall to the ground

The fiercest birds are on them

To strip flesh from their skulls,

Beaks and claws dig deep into eye sockets.

With the battlefields swept clean

The triumphant journey up to Jerusalem continues

In the victory procession of Holiness

The only Way of God’s Truth and Justice

For His people, His City and His Creation.




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What our eyes look at

On the Earth

In the sky

Along a river bank

Near a lake small or large

At the shoreline of a great ocean;

Yet, they often close and look within

To behold the mystery of who we are

Who we will really become

And what we already have become,

What is near, what is beyond our reach!

Courage, and understanding inner needs

What we cannot satisfy ourselves,

The soul and will must reach out beyond mere sight

Away from the daily races

The coming and going in this world

And its consuming ways;

Ah the beauty of a flower held

Colors and shapes, scent of fragrances

Useful purposes,

Even the fruit from nearby trees or vines or berry bushes,

As we look do we truly see

In something created

The dust from heavenly touches,

Work of the only True Creator

Who alone can make something new!

Even we have wondered and wandered aimlessly, lost at times

Without fulfillment, without understanding of lasting satisfaction;

But now we can hold a fruit in hand

Taste it and truly see

Perceive as one of God’s creations

Newly born

Newly given Spirit Life

One of His own,

Made new just for Him!








Child of the “father of lies”

Corrupted from before birth,

Even once thought dead

Yet, chosen to lay a seductive blanket of deceit over a willing world;

Much as a very bright falling star crashed to the ground

Destined for eternal torment prepared,

A quickened sword waits, fires made ready

Like a bed of justice.

A lake of burning sulfur where self and everything corrupt,

Naked darkness clothed only in lies

Falsehood that parades about as new enlightened truth,

Every last bit of evil human nature, huge swarms of fallen angels,

All such will languish forever on their beds of suffering,

So eagerly, so naturally chosen.

The world of nations descends into orchestrated turmoil

Swept up in poverty of body and soul

Desperate for comfort, any comfort, any refuge,

Doors to households and entire countries thrown wide open

Hearts and minds cling, cleave in twisted delight

To what forcefully devours from within,

Consumes the soul

And then destroys the spirit.

The lawless ones strut in arrogance

Proud words flow out in sublime smooth intellect,

Satan pulls many puppet strings,

More powerfully persuasive entangling words pour forth;

In time nations and languages bow in reverent submission

Fear and greed and pride in wickedness

Religions all turn, celebrate a perverse world rebirth,

Human effort always the ready slave.

The few who resist, driven out, flee to another place

Some chased down by a destroyer’s hand

While many times “7000” remain protected in Messiah,

Israeli, true Jewish-Christian remnant!

A kingdom of ten authorities as Prophet Daniel wrote long ago,

Ten now folded into one Beast Kingdom, with days numbered;

All the human machinery, digital technology of earthly power and control,

Bowed before pulsing demonic darkness pretending as light

The Beast idol even poised in the rebuilt Jerusalem Temple!

Mighty Lucifer, master of deceit, lord of everything unclean

And his “Lawless One”, possessed vessel, tool of destruction

And the consuming religious controller at his side

All destined for judgment in the eternal “Lake of Fire”.