Crafted with specialty,
Sparkling in his glory
News feed from Heaven,
How could I beckon his Princess?
Oh, A Princess full of Charm
The King must be satisfied.
A gem so worthy
Her Beauty he will need to behold
Well created for his purpose
The splendor , The glamour
A shine of his touch
She needs the warmth of a Prince
Her Prayers, are but with urgency
She seethes, She groans
My Lord, make haste……..
She mutters, She whispers
Be not belated, My Lord
There is a Lady after your own Heart
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
God's Letter to a Woman
"When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man, because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him
so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life.
I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,
as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you....... I modeled you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The ribcage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him,
nor were you taken from his head, to be above him.
You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel.....You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence,
and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes...don't change them.
Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely.
He could not See me or touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; my Holiness, my Strength, my Purity, my Love, my Protection and Support.
You are special because you are an extension of me.
Man represents my image, woman my emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
So man......treat woman well.
Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me.
What you do to her, you do to me.
In crushing her, you only damage your own heart;
the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion
I have given you.
In gentle quietness, show your strength.
In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man, because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him
so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life.
I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,
as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you....... I modeled you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The ribcage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him,
nor were you taken from his head, to be above him.
You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel.....You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence,
and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes...don't change them.
Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely.
He could not See me or touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; my Holiness, my Strength, my Purity, my Love, my Protection and Support.
You are special because you are an extension of me.
Man represents my image, woman my emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
So man......treat woman well.
Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me.
What you do to her, you do to me.
In crushing her, you only damage your own heart;
the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion
I have given you.
In gentle quietness, show your strength.
In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Thinking about Haiti
IN THE SHADOW
Ntokozo Mbambo
I know a place I can always run to
In times of distress confusion and fear
When my enemy surrounds me
I know I'm safe, for you keep me
And hide me in the shadow of your wings
In the shadow of your wings
I know I am safe
In the shadow of your wings
I find relief, for you hold me
And guide me with your righteous hand
I find rest peace of mind
In the shadow of your wings
The Lord is my shield
He's a healer of my soul
He's the tower of strength
My redeemer my keeper
When my heart is filled with sorrow
For you're a lifter of my head
You surround me with favour
And you satisfy my soul...
Ntokozo Mbambo
I know a place I can always run to
In times of distress confusion and fear
When my enemy surrounds me
I know I'm safe, for you keep me
And hide me in the shadow of your wings
In the shadow of your wings
I know I am safe
In the shadow of your wings
I find relief, for you hold me
And guide me with your righteous hand
I find rest peace of mind
In the shadow of your wings
The Lord is my shield
He's a healer of my soul
He's the tower of strength
My redeemer my keeper
When my heart is filled with sorrow
For you're a lifter of my head
You surround me with favour
And you satisfy my soul...
Monday, November 16, 2009
What is my Price Tag?
The other day i was pondering on many things. Looking at clothes, shoes, friends... many things. We ladies are soo often proud and attached to our 'gadgets' - the dresses and shoes and jewellery and all those nice small things we ladies cling our heart to. But i realise that all these dont give us a price tag. The world will define our price tag from what they see on the outside. But God will attach a price tag from what lies within us.... Lady, what is your price tag? Just watch who your price tag with attract.
I cant wait to finish this up at the Yakuti Conference..... my spirit is bubbling with alot fo preach (If thats English-LOL)
The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks. Luke 6:45
I cant wait to finish this up at the Yakuti Conference..... my spirit is bubbling with alot fo preach (If thats English-LOL)
The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks. Luke 6:45
Friday, November 13, 2009
On Dwelling...
I have been thinking about what a constant God we serve, and I realized that The King's Princess' post actually relates to my thoughts this week. God is always there for us; likewise, if we are serious about our relationship, we should be there for Him, not because He needs us, but because we need Him, and because His love for us is unfailing and eternal. We can draw near with our lips, but what causes us to dwell or drift away is the state of our hearts.
"...this people draw near me with their mouth, and with their lips do honour me, but have removed their heart far from me, and their fear toward me is taught by the precept of men..." Isaiah 29:13...
"...this people draw near me with their mouth, and with their lips do honour me, but have removed their heart far from me, and their fear toward me is taught by the precept of men..." Isaiah 29:13...
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Dwelling Vs Occasional visits
Surely the lord has been teaching me alot in the past few days. I must add that i am more than delighted that this year is coming to a close in just a few days. But what has been lingering my mind and has stuck there is about dwelling in the secret place of the most high.
I must confess that if you begin a certain routine of prayer in your life, it later becomes a cycle that if you break , your life starts to feel abnormal. I just learnt that God is not so pleased with our occasional visits at his throne. You know those panicky occasional visits where we approach him with urgent prayer lines and we expect him to run over himself because we showed up?! No! He is more interested in the dwelling, constant, passionate visit.
But i would like to argue that an occasional visit that has purpose, meaning and is passionate is more worthwhile than a constant visit that is done just to fulfill a promise. Yeah, that can be disturbing. The fact that your friend who prays or attends church two times a year has had all her prayers answered those few times she made herself available to God.
God is looking for those who will dwell and abide in Him, and not just visit a time or two when it is convenient. Residing there requires much more than most people are willing to give.
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. (Psalm 91:1-4)
I must confess that if you begin a certain routine of prayer in your life, it later becomes a cycle that if you break , your life starts to feel abnormal. I just learnt that God is not so pleased with our occasional visits at his throne. You know those panicky occasional visits where we approach him with urgent prayer lines and we expect him to run over himself because we showed up?! No! He is more interested in the dwelling, constant, passionate visit.
But i would like to argue that an occasional visit that has purpose, meaning and is passionate is more worthwhile than a constant visit that is done just to fulfill a promise. Yeah, that can be disturbing. The fact that your friend who prays or attends church two times a year has had all her prayers answered those few times she made herself available to God.
God is looking for those who will dwell and abide in Him, and not just visit a time or two when it is convenient. Residing there requires much more than most people are willing to give.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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