Oh To Be

Oh to be birdie

Free flying fearfully

Or gone in a second

With no emotion


Oh to be flower

Free to be pretty

Or faded and gone

Feeding the land


Oh to be doggie

Loving with simple flaws

Needing little giving lots

Succor Four Legs


Oh to accept our humanity

Free-will realizing breakthroughs

Though broken again etc.

Love hurts beautifully


Oh to realize sometimes how

Betrayal even has a purpose

In protecting the flower

Who is dust


Isaiah 40:6-8 The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.  The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

Matthew 10:29-31 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.

Did I do something wrong? Am I refusing to hear the answers to questions I never wanted to ask? Can love really cover us–this far gone? I fear the silence, you see, between Him and me. What if……oh to realize that the silence is genuinely pleasant. Oh to have been taught better than this by them but NOT BY HIM. But it is okay. We are not they. We are the generation of Millennial Jubilee. And we will see to this free in Jesus Name, amen.

Praying for Bobby Conner and this conference so we may understand unity all together 50+ all glory to God in America.

No worries: I will buy the book again to set us all free. But not today; not tomorrow. I must wait upon the Lord in this little place called Austin, TX. There is time now; there never was. I don’t understand anything but LOVE. The rest of it hurt; the rest of it was; but that doesn’t mean it is here to stay. If there is one thing this little sister knows how to do, God help me (laughing), it’s hit delete. It didn’t have to be wrong. It could have been relative truth. It could have been false. It may have been accurate. But what isn’t seen now was uncovered for a purpose yesterday, or the day before, for like six years. Bye-bye. Remnant, elect, but never a goat, let’s get up now and get on that boat. (ARC, ya’ll haha).

Making Peace with American Christianity from Uncovered No More all glory to God.

We will not task the fathers

We will not task the Son

We will taste and see

Until this war says done


We admitted we understood

What we failed to see

And that doesn’t matter

In this life of thee and me


Thank God for THAT

in Jesus Name, amen.

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