My SOUL speaks to The Lord in meanings that have no words,
In fire that cannot be harnessed,
In a calling that cannot be defined.
The rich soil of the SPIRIT descends deep within me.
Seeds planted so many lifetimes ago have begun to germinate.
The blood infused waters that flow from the crucified side of JESUS pour out upon every VISION and GIFTING.
My tongue is the Garden of Eternity.
You who would PROPHESY give yourselves to JESUS.
You who would be portals of the Divine Majesty,
Healers in the earth realm,
Architects of the latter day incarnation;
CEASE from all striving, distraction and pettiness.
Live the rest of your days in OBLATION to the LIVING GOD.
PRAYING:
"GOD HOLY, TRIUNE and INDIVISIBLE abide in me.
TO THE PRAISE of YOUR GLORY.
In the NAME OF JESUS."
(2014 X)
In fire that cannot be harnessed,
In a calling that cannot be defined.
The rich soil of the SPIRIT descends deep within me.
Seeds planted so many lifetimes ago have begun to germinate.
The blood infused waters that flow from the crucified side of JESUS pour out upon every VISION and GIFTING.
My tongue is the Garden of Eternity.
You who would PROPHESY give yourselves to JESUS.
You who would be portals of the Divine Majesty,
Healers in the earth realm,
Architects of the latter day incarnation;
CEASE from all striving, distraction and pettiness.
Live the rest of your days in OBLATION to the LIVING GOD.
PRAYING:
"GOD HOLY, TRIUNE and INDIVISIBLE abide in me.
TO THE PRAISE of YOUR GLORY.
In the NAME OF JESUS."
(2014 X)
~Reverend Dr. Cecelia Williams Bryant~
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