Thursday, May 26, 2016

I SHALL FOLLOW HIM (NOW COMPLETELY UPDATED AND ON YOUTUBE, PTL)


THIS POETRY,
THESE INTIMATE THINGS I SHARE EVERYWHERE
ARE IMPORTANT TO ME 
ESPECIALLY KNOWING
THAT SOMEONE SOMEWHERE IN A COUNTRY FAR AWAY,
A PLACE OF WHICH I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW EXISTED 'TIL TODAY
MAY PLEASE BEREADING MY POETRY
AND WATCHING ME ON TV
I JUST READ THE SIMPLE WORDS MY SWEET JESUS
GIVES SIMPLE, WEAK ME.
WHAT??


BTW, AND YOU MAY NEED TO REMIND ME LATER,
AS OF NOW I SHALL LET GOD KICK DOWN THAT DOOR.
BRUISED AND BLOODY FISTS NO MORE.

YOU SEE, ALWAYS, HONESTLY, MY ONE AND ONLY DESIRE
IS THAT MY SWEET JESUS GIVES ME HIS EYES,

GIVES ME HIS EARS AND GIVES ME HIS HEART.
WHEN OTHERS LOOK AT ME,
MY DEEPEST DESIRE IS THAT THEY SEE JESUS IN ME.
AND, O YES, I WISH YOU TO SEE HOW I AM BLESSED.
I RECENTLY RECEIVED AN AMAZING BLESSING.
CALL ME CRAZY AND DON'T KNOCK IT 'TIL YOU'VE TRIED IT,
BUT I WAS NOT HAPPY IN THE LEAST WITH HOW THEY PRAY

AT MY HOME CHURCH. DON'T GET MADE ME WRONG
BECAUSE I HAVE MADE A GORGEOUS BFF
NOT TO MENTION A MAMA AND PAPA IN JESUS.
IT'S CALLED FELLOWSHIP.
SO GOD LED ME TO THIS LITTLE PENTECOSTAL CHURCH
THAT REMINDED ME OF THE CHURCHES MY DAD'S DAD
USED TO PREACH IN.
IT WAS SO SWEET.
AND AS SOON AS MY HUSBAND AND I WERE USHERED
TO OUR SEATS FRONT AND CENTER,
I COULD FEEL THE HOLY GHOST, AN ANNOINTING SO STRONG, A SWEET WARMTH TOUCHED MY HURTING HEART.
AND THEN, AT THEIR ALTER CALL, THE PASTOR HIMSELF
ANNOINTED ME WITH OIL, AS IS SAID TO DO IN THE BIBLE,
AND LAID HIS HAND ON MY FOREHEAD AND BEGAN TO
SPEAK IN TONGUES, AS DID THE WOMEN AROUND ME,
THEIR LOVING HANDS HOLDING ME,

AND I COULD FEEL THE PRAYERS OF EVERYONE ELSE THERE.
YES, THIS SPEAKING IN TONGUES IS A SPIRITUAL GIFT.
AND IT IS A HUGE SIN TO MOCK IT.

THE HOLY GHOST TOUCHED ME SO MUCH THAT
I MUST ADMIT I CRIED LIKE A BABY.
AND THEN, PRAISE GOD, RIGHT THEN AND THERE
I FELT A HAND TOUCH MY SPINAL COLUMN ON THE INSIDE
AND A WARMTH AND HEALING SPREAD
AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SEVEN YEARS
I CAN STAND STRAIGHT.
I GIVE MY SWEET JESUS, JEHOVAH JIRAH,
ALL THE GLORY.

I PRAY THAT YOU CAN SEE THROUGH MY POETRY
HOW MY SWEET JESUS HAS HELPS ME
WHEN I NEED HIM THE MOST,
AS HE LONGS TO DO FOR YOU TOO.
WE ARE THE APPLE OF HIS EYE, AFTER ALL.
DID YOU NOT KNOW?

WHEREVER, HOWEVER
GOD GIVES ME THESE RHYMES,
THESE DREAMS,
THIS FLAME IN MY HEART,
I WILL NEVER STOP GIVING JESUS ALL THE GLORY.
AND I SHALL FOLLOW HIM.








LUKE 9:23 - WHOEVER WANTS TO BE MY DISCIPLE MUST DENY THEMSELVES AND TAKE UP THEIR CROSS DAILY AND FOLLOW ME.

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