There's one thing I've seen.

No, this isn't a dream,

but reality,

So don't you fret -

our God doesn't play hard to get!

He wants us so badly

to know our loving daddy,

He left His throne

and hit the road.

He came to earth quite gladly 

so you and I could come to know 

the love of our heavenly daddy.

Personally. 

He isn't hiding still,

for it's his perfect will

that each of us orphans 

would all come home to him,

To teach us to never forget,

our God isn't playing hard to get....

He's reachable, 

He can be touched

He'll touch your leprosy today.

There is no disease He won't take away.

His love is greater than

the hate they daily show Him.

He has not yet abandoned 

the ones who slander Him.

The tragedy of Hell forever 

is they thought they were so clever

when they made a religion out of Him,

that made us have to go through men

only to find out in the end,

He's easily sought and found

by anyone who truly wants Him.

So don't let

your heart fret

For your God isn't 

hard to get.

His wisdom is simplicity personified,

even a child can learn his ways and daily abide

in his presence and rest,

And all who seek him will not regret

finding our Father who is not hard to get......

 If i am corrected for something I need to be corrected for - I am grateful and blessed, for I may then become wiser and a better man for it.

If I am corrected for something I don't need to be corrected for  -  I am grateful and blessed, for I have an opportunity to respond as Christ would, by turning the other cheek, and forgiving them and loving them, and I'm a better man for it. 

 Nothing that mattered

matters anymore 

The things i took for granted

have come to the fore,

like Jesus, The Holy Spirit has led me into the wilderness 

but unlike Jesus i must these words confess -

Oh Lord, before You can send me, 

You must come and rend me....

Oh Lord, tear my heart in two,

tear every tare till i learn to obey You,

till my words and my deeds are one and the same,

till all who know me,

find me holy,

glorifying Your name,

and not my own....

Oh God, may Your glory be known.....

here in Belfast as it is before Your throne....

 You are the Lily of my soul's valley.

To find You, I must descend.

I must lower myself. 

I must become Your deep spring well, 

wherein Your fragrance and beauty are known.

Of this my toungue will tell - 

the lower I am

the higher You'll lift me.

I do not exalt

anything of me

save these words

that give You glory.....

You my Lord, my Savior, my breath,

You  - my victory over filthiness,

You, the righteous owner of my flesh.

I convene my heart's congress,

to reveal, to all mankind, 

the One who really loves this heart of mine.

If all who see, choose still to remain blind,

yet i will let Your glorious light shine -

Before which darkness must flee -

Yes, all who love darkness will despise me,

but in reality,

       they're despising He who sent me,

Yet the ravenous, 

yet the hungry,

will accept the bread i share

till their hunger

till their thirst

are but distant prayers,

a forgotten curse.

Father's give to their children, 

not take from them.

Father's support their children,

for they dearly love them.

The children do not support their fathers-

When pastors demand this,

they become thieves and robbers.

Do not, my children, 

give your hearts to another - 

See Me ruling in all who

you choose to submit to,

or do not submit at all,

for they will enslave you to their will - not mine,

and they'll use you and abuse you

till your heart's broken, over time.

With silver tongues they will persuade,

not caring that you fulfill the plans I've made.

Come away with Me, My beloved, come away -

Far from all who keep you dismayed -

For as you, even now, hear My voice,

it's not too late, to make another choice.

Flee with Me, and you will see

the fullness of My banqueting feast.

My banner over you is love,

but not the love you've known -

designed to take from you not give,

and then call it godliness, 

using you to satisfy their flesh -

No, My love is pure, sacraficial,  born of My holiness....

Servanthood love that esteems you

more highly than Myself.

My will for you is to prosper

and be in good health

                                                ....far from Hell....

 I don't want people to be impressed with me, with my knowledge or my gifts. I want them to be impressed with my Savior - my king and my God. 

I'm the steward of my own soul, not my pastor or my wife, no one else but me. 

I want to teach people to unlearn everything they think is true but isn't.  I want to teach them how to be taught of God directly-  by His Spirit and not by flesh. 

The more of our flesh we give to Him, the more of His Spirit He gives to us.

If 11 Corinthians 12:14 says "Behold, the third time i am ready to come to you; and I will not be burdensome to you: for the children ought not to lay up for the parents, but the parents for the children", then why do ministries take people's money? I'm curious.