Dear God,

            I need a miracle and I know that you can do it. I know that there is nobody else besides you who can do it. There is none but you who would do it and none but you who will. I know that you are mighty and all powerful, able and all sufficient. More than that Lord, I know that I am not worthy. I am not worthy by any means from myself. I have not done enough deserving all of your goodness nor any crazy miracle. Yet still, I hear your love’s sweet whisper come and shower over me. You have come into my being and made a home in me. You are in me and are for me. You call me your own! I hear you say that you are in love with me and that everything you do is for the purposes of making a better home of yourself in me. You desire a palace fit for a king and all I can offer is ruble. But when the king enters the room and breathes his very own breath of life, just by his being there, just by his presence are things transformed and made new. So lord as I seek after you, as you embrace me and pull me closer, closer, and closer still, until you and I are one, then, I will become a place fit for the most high supreme king of all time.

As I press forward and seek after thee o lord, you take me up into your arms and make me more like you. For nothing is fit for you, except you yourself. And nothing is worthy for the king until the king deems it so. Here in my humble beginnings you have called me worthy. You have called me up out of the lowly place and placed me high upon the mountain top. “There is greatness in you”, I hear the great king say. There is something more for me. There is something more. I will discover this truth, for I have been called to be a seeker, to find and then gather. To go out in search of what belongs to the king, to reconcile them back to him once again. I have been chosen for this purpose of reconciliation, and my destiny is out there beyond my eyes sight of the horizon, and I have been deemed worthy.

I am still a work in progress, but I AM progressing. Even when I feel the tide try to pull me back, I will stand strong in the toss, shout and proclaim the Lord’s will! Not anything I will say will move a man’s heart, but if my words are the Kings words then HIS spirit is what can enter into the deepest crevices of one’s heart and tap into the root of their own spirit. Lord make me more and more like you each and every day! Do not allow me to go even one day without being made more whole, for if so, that day is a waist and you have not called that of me, you have not desired for me to be slothful. You have desired ME. You have desired for you and I to enter into a union of unity, to be made one, for me to be made in your perfect likeness. Lord forevermore teach me of your kingdom, stir in me the appetite of you. Create in me the branding of your will. For I have been called worthy by your highness. I have been made acceptable not by any of my own deeds except for one act that you allowed for me to choose. And that was to accept your son’s blood as atonement for ALL of my lacks. Now that I have the seal of the Blood of my Lord Jesus Christ, I have no lack, not even one.

So I have been called worthy, worthy of love and all of its glories that come from the kings lavishing. I have the inheritance and birthright of a miracle awaiting me. More than that, I have the claims to declare the coming forth for many upon many miracles. So come forth oh sleeper of ages, oh doers of good, oh kingdom inside of the temple, COME FORTH. Come and meet my destiny. Come and embrace me as the Lord would have you do. Miracles, favor, blessings and showers of wealth COME FORTH into my hands. The lord has blessed me and anointed me to receive you, so COME NOW. COME NOW!

Come, as I call you, you must come. Not even one can ignore the voice of the king inside of me. Not even one would dare defy the maker and ruler of all the universe, so COME! The Lord beckons you, Come. The lord blesses me, and I will await the blessing, for the call of the lord stands firm and true throughout all eternity. His showers are coming and I will prepare for rain. I will do everything in my power to prepare for the fruit to grow, for the harvest to come and for the rain to show itself. Once I am completely prepared and can do no more, then, then the Lord must act, will act. For he is true, he is the most keeper of his word. He is the lord my God, YHWH, Jehovah Jireh MY PROVIDER. THANK YOU My God and Amen.

Love,

Yours

I've become

I've become the product of what I think to be two worlds.

I am stuck in one, becoming more myself in the other.

Across the land of shiny things I see this chasm in front of me.

Across I call, across I long for, across I see the roots beneath.

Inside the crack of life and bliss underneath the earth are things that I might miss.

I’ve become a product of this; manufactured high life, glory, pride, and fame. Religious curiosity that does enough to make you slightly wonder, but not enough to push one further still. Not enough to find life and truth, meaning, something of worth, something of substance. Instead, shallow ground. Hollow ground. Empty ground. Cycles. Religion. And being stuck forevermore. All this which produces hopelessness. And I’ve become a product of this, and in me it has produced hopelessness. So the lie seems to be, so it tries to whisper to me underneath the great roar of the sea.

I look at the earth, through my looking glass I look beneath the crack.

I have become a product of this; bowed down praying knees, tears that birthed a kingdom in me, sacrifice, giving freely. Love. Joy. Hope forevermore. Peace of eternity. Oil filling every missing thing. I have become whole on my side of the crack. In my neck of the woods, here, I’ve become good. Here I’ve become me.

I’ve kicked religion to the side to find something more, something for myself, on my own. I’ve had a guide over my shoulders for the entire time, but now its time to become truly free. Time to fly high and time to be me. I’ve had this great eagle always looking out for and over me. Now I hear a greater voice calling out to and even more so over me. The voice is calling saying COME UP HERE! Fly up Here with ME, and soar free like the liberty bird, under the shadow of MY Wings.

Here under his wings is where I will be, have been, and will continue to be. Here I am becoming more me. Here I am free to be free. Here I will dwell and find greater things. So fly high oh great searcher bird inside of me go on into you destiny and there we will be. Forevermore out beyond the sea live and breath and be. The chasm closes and I see clearly all things that are there for me. All things that are real, that are true, that are beautiful. That are you.