Love Comes Back Around

i know you must be wondering what if i see her again? your worried you will feel the surge of the ocean and the burning of the sun. your worried what your friends and family will think. your worried that when you see her again, she will be able to read you like a book and you won't be able to lie to her. you won't be able to hide the fact, that like her, you have always loved her since the first time the both of you met.

After Your Leaving

 

the man who i meet
after you
will be like a fire
providing me with warmth
a sun
that brightens my days
a rain
that provides me cool relief
a love
so soft and tender
that i will be eternally
grateful to you
for leaving me

My Dream of Joyce Meyer

From Journal Entry: March 14, 2018

Joyce Meyer was preaching. A young black woman was nearby speaking in the next room. Joyce stopped to listen to what she had to say. The young woman had given credit to Joyce for influencing her life. The woman was a Christian rap singer- her lyrics inspirational.

Joyce returned to her pulpit with a energy infused with the Holy Spirit and said, "I have something to tell all of you." And began to preach God's word. Her microphone was gold.

Interpretation:

The gold microphone represents that Joyce has been anointed by God to speak His holy word. She listens to others and gets motivation and energy from their testimonies. When Joyce sees how God uses her as an instrument to help and lead others to Him, it deeply touches her heart and she feels the presence of the Holy Spirit.

Biography: 

Joyce Meyer was born in 1943. She is a survivor of sexual abuse. She heard God calling her name while praying intensely on her drive to work one morning. After that experience she says she was "full of liquid love" and was "drunk with the Spirit of God."

With no pastoral degree she started leading a Bible class at the church she was a member at. She then became the church's associate pastor. In 1985, she founded her own ministry. In 1993, she started her television ministry with the support of her husband. She is the author of many books and her ministry has spread all over the world.

Last thoughts:

Joyce Meyer is my favorite minister. Often I listen to her YouTube videos. I find her message speaks intimately to me. I happen to listen to the following, Seven Secrets of a Confident Woman the day after I had this dream. It is a very uplifting message to all women.

https://youtu.be/ciDTx__ag0A

How You Lost Me

This is how you lost me:

You lost me when you stopped eating dinner with me.
You lost me when you stopped listening to my needs.
You lost me when I was no longer a priority.
You lost me when you put your friends needs above your family's.

You lost me when you no longer genuinely showed you cared.
You lost me when your secrets you no longer shared.
You lost me when my problems you no longer wanted to bear.
You lost me when it was you I began to fear.

Marcus Aurelius Quotes

~ The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury.

~ Look well into thyself; there is a source of strength which will always spring up if thou wilt always look. 

~ What we do now echos in eternity.

~ Look back over the past, with its changing empires that rose and fell, and you can foresee the future too.

~ The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.

~ Regain your senses, call yourself back, and once again wake up. Now that you realize that only dreams were troubling you, view this reality as you view your dreams.

~ Whoever does wrong, wrongs himself; whoever does injustice, does it to himself, making himself evil.

~ Do not act as if you had ten thousand years to throw away. Death stands at your elbow. Be good for something while you live and it is your power.

~ Nowhere can man find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul. 

~ A person's worth is measured by the worth of what he values.

~ All things fade and quickly turn to myth.

~ Anger cannot be dishonest.

Reference~ Marcus Aurelius

A Lifetime

   My body hates me. She refuses to work with me. I gave her some pampering- rest, massage, a bath. But she still complains. She says, "He's done havoc on me! My heart is split in half, my mind tortured by his harsh words, my soul is in knots. It's like he beat me with a stick, crushed me with a rock, and left me to die."

   I asked her, "What can I do for you?"

   She replied timidly, "Give me time to heal my broken heart, time to digest his words, time to reflect on my wounds."

   "How long will that take?" I demanded.

   She regrettably replied, "A lifetime."

   

Never A Dull Moment

after all the
ways that i've
been with you 
your door is still open
i have been held
hostage by my
demanding self
she shouts off
one demand after
another
it's making my
hairs split
but you Beloved
put up with me
all of my spitting
and spatting off
at the mouth
how easily you
forget the way
i've been
and still you
don't push me away
i think
you enjoy this
maybe you wonder
what version of
myself is going
to show up next
never a dull moment
Beloved, never
a dull moment
to be had