Words from a Heart on the Battlefield

voices in the dark,

calling, crying,

condemning.

"Why do you even try?"

"You know you don't really want this."

"If you did, things would be different."

"You'd be doing something"

"Wouldn't you?"

The enemy's barrage of barbed arrows

piercing, rending,

aimed at the sorest of spots,

the ones that have bled

many times before.

"He doesn't even really care about you."

"They don't even know you, do they."

"If they did, they would understand."

"Things would be different."

Thousands of voices,

screaming, taunting

echoing, mocking

piercing through my heart.

but through them all

a Voice is heard

quiet, but steady

calm, but firm.

"you are My child,"

"and I love you."

"I made you"

"with great thought and care"

"you are mine"

"and mine alone."

"why would you want anything different?"

Words of Love,

the Voice of Love,

cleansing water over wounds,

igniting fire in my heart.

the Face of Perfect Love,

casting out all fear
strengthening my hands to work,

my feet to move.

my eyes fixed upon

this Brilliant Love,

all else fades before

the brilliant glory.

My mind and heart

now echoing

with a simple yet beautiful truth:

I am His, and He is mine,

and I wouldn't ask for anything different.

ready (revised)

What is "ready"?

Is it having the materials together?
Understanding how things work,
or the internal depths of the soul?
Is it knowing where you came from
or where youre going?
Is it having a plan,
Or a roadmap to the end?
When are we ready?

Are we ready now?
The call has been sounded,

a call to arms.
Our eyes have been opened,
our spirits revived.

Our lives redeemed,

citizenship trasnferred.

We are at war,

whether we like it or not.

whether we acknowledge it or not.

When are we ready

To fight

and reclaim?

Perhaps when we stop asking that stupid question,

take what He's given us,

take His weapons

and take the field,

and let ourselves be ready.

I don't know what to call this so I'm just gonna run with it.

In our society, we as people tend to fight tooth and nail every day for our share. to make sure that we don't get lost in obscurity and that we receive all that we deserve/want/need/whatever else floats your boat here. We do this by making ourselves the center of attention, at any time by any means. whether its by being hosptiable, being smart, being caring, or being the best at something (all examples from my life) we never cease striving to make sure that others see we are there and that we are good enough, that we deserve something: love, affection, time, money, blessings, etc... So there is a whole generation out there, having been taught to grab the bull by the horns, to take the pearl at any cost, even if its from somone else's oyster, and to make sure that THEY are happy, who are desparately trying to make themselves known.

But the opposite is the only thing that works. When I finally fell down, realized that I had nothing, was nothing without Christ, i finally was able to see and recieve what He had been storing up for me. Working at His pace, not mine. saying "what am i ready for You to show me" instead of "Show me everything You've got". Realizing that I can't accomplish anything by my hands, so trying to get something done is entirely fruitless. Realizing that knowledge without revelation of the Spirit is empty words, and passion without the Spirit's wisdom is recklessness. That i dont need to accomplish something the Lord has already done for me. i must simply obey Him and be there when He calls. That is pretty much all I am responsible for. Suddenly my job is less complicated, and i can finally rest. I like resting.

Nothing

Nothing

is what i know.

Nothing

is what i can do.

Nothing

is all that i have.

Nothing

is all that i can bring to You.

Nothing

is all that i am without You.

Nothing

is what You want to hide from me.

Nothing

is the ill-will You hold for me.

Nothing

is the harm You will allow to befall me.

Nothing

is what i should worry about.

Nothing

is what i should fear.

Nothing

is what i have to sweat for.

So why do i try in myself at all,

when Nothing

is where i'll get without You?

New Eyes, New Ears

New eyes, new ears

new perceptions to perceive

new thoughts

new feelings

new desire, new passion

new thirst for the Lord,

the Ancient of Days,

seen with new eyes.

Old fears, old doubts

old attacks on new life.

old tactics turned on a new warrior.

old contempt for the enemy

flames to new life

new perceptions attacked by old fears

new passions plagued by old doubts

but new truth shines through,

and a new day dawns.

Just a thought

What would it be like if the body of Christ stopped trying to be godly people and just let themselves be what God made them? I mean, I understand that we all have bondage that prevents that and we fight the battle for our minds daily to pick up our cross, say no to sin and yes to Christ, but still. i wasted so much time trying to be compassionate, trying to be pastoral, trying to find something to teach. the moment i stopped trying to be who God made me and just let myself be His creation, His sheep, His beloved child, my heart began to swell and weep for the world, i began to understand what it truly means to shepherd a flock, and i finally had a lesson. i didnt just have one, i couldnt keep myself from bringing it to the table. I was finally able to write again and the words just poured out of me. I cant really begin to describe it. but it only happened once i stopped trying to be what I already was. What would happen if the whole body, the church, the bride of Christ, decided to stop acting like the things they're not, ceased striving to become what they already are, and let God be who He is and reflect Himslef through them in the way they were made to?

Just for the record

Jesus is awesome. That's all. i just needed to say it. There you go.