LUKEWARM!

Abba, I fear

I am growing lukewarm,

many a passing are the years,

many men have been warned,

why do so many act as if they cannot hear?

I have lost heart!

I no longer desire to pray

for men who wish to live a life apart,

I no longer wish to cry out night and day.

I feel as tho I am alone

for lukewarm I have grown,

Yahweh’s rebuke I do fear

the rod that chastens is drawing near,

with the passing of the many years.

Yes, I am sure lukewarm I have grown

in sackcloth and ashes on my face

bent over to the ground in this place

as I feel so all alone.

Has my heart turned to stone?

Lukewarm is my sin I make it known,

Lukewarm I am spat out on the ground

hell’s angels now dance around.

For I have been the most complacent of fools

complying with the world’s woos.

My lukewarm heart I cast at Yeshua’s feet

prostrate I wait for Abba to speak.

I have had a hard time deciding what to do with this post for I was thinking it was incomplete. A friend and sister in Christ was nearly at the same time writing a post on this subject and I have found it helps complete this poem. So please take the time to read it here is the link: http://wordscroll.org/2013/04/25/come-back-quickly/

PUGNACIOUS PRAYER!

Will You spare the city

for the fifty righteous,

how about the forty,

even for the ten,

righteous men?

Pugnacious Prayer!

A widow’s son lay dead,

three times a Prophet

stretched himself out

for the boy’s soul

please Lord let the

boy live?

Pugnacious Prayer!

Hannah’s silent words

barren womb broken heart

laid bare on the

 altar before the Lord

for a gift of a son

a son to give as

worship a gift

to her Lord.

Pugnacious Prayer!

A righteous man of God

 heartsick mournfully petitions

at very feet of Yeshua

my adult son has willingly broken

all Your commandments,

I know You love him

break that boy’s body

fill him with pain

take all he has

humble his rebel spirit

do to him as Your perfect judgement sees best,

leave him without sleep or rest

please Yeshua please,

do not let him

take that one last breath

before at Your feet

he falls to

confess sins and repent,

help that boy

fall in love with You

before he is dead.

Pugnacious Prayer!

ABYSS!

an immeasurable depth

an unimaginable divide

an un-payable debt

an unmendable disrepair

an unthinkable disgrace

an unescapable dilemma

an  unforeseeable darkness

 Abyss!

the seven sealed seals upon the scroll

who is worthy to open the scroll?

who is worthy to break the seals?

the scroll, the title-deed

 to my soul.

 ransoms to be redeemed

a required payment

 tariffs to collect

 charges assembled

 duties imposed

account overdraft

bankrupt

 Abyss!

the seven sealed seals upon the scroll

who is worthy to open the scroll?

who is worthy to break the seals?

the scroll, the title-deed

to my soul.

behold the right hand of

I AM upon the Throne

the scroll, the title-deed

to my soul.

a strong angel loudly proclaims

who is worthy to open the scroll?

who is worthy to break the seals?

the scroll, the title-deed

to my soul.

can one be found in heaven?

can one be found on earth?

can one be found under the earth?

none can be found

that can take the scroll

the title-deed to my soul!

bitterly I weep!

Abyss!

The Lion of the tribe of Judah

In the midst of the Throne

 the four living creatures

in the midst of the elders

stood the Lamb that had been Slain

when He came He did not take

the scroll, the title-deed to my soul

from the right hand of

I AM who sat on the throne.

prostrate I bowed at the feet of

 the Lamb that had been Slain.

woefully I proclaimed You are

Yeshua Messiah

Lord of Lords

King of Kings!

I pleaded Lord, Lord

did I not speak inspiration

did I not heal

did I not perform many wonders

in your Name?

Please take the scroll, the title-deed

to my soul!

save me from

Abyss!

the Lamb that was Slain spoke:

you never surrendered your heart

you never surrendered your will

you never repented your sin

I never knew you

depart from Me you evil servant.

the scroll with the seven seals, the title-deed

to my soul

was handed over to the strong dark angel

 tossed into a

  lake of fire

forever torment

 unquenchable thirst

unstoppable agony

everlasting torture

unending anguish

eternal misery

the seven sealed seals upon the scroll

the scroll, the title-deed

to my soul

over the Lamb that was Slain

I stepped forever into

Abyss!

SNOWFLAKES!

In the beginning Abba created snowflakes

High in the quarry of the clouds

Abba with hammers and chisels

He carves the water vapor into an artful snowflake,

Abba more precise than any diamond cutter,

With accuracy, exactness, perfectly polishing

with His hands one by one, Abba creates Snowflakes.

Just so no two snowflakes shall ever be the same

Abba blesses each one with His kiss.

Not a sound of hammer or chisel

can be heard by the mountains below

when Abba whispers let it snow.

Barren cold jagged peaks

wind battered storm driven precipice

anticipate Abba’s grace a blanket

 of pure white glorious snow.

Abba watchfully attends to

the placement of each snowflake gem

that perfectly overlays the beautiful covering

of the mountain with just one snow.

Just as the snowflake gems

we are Abba’s  jewels,

 A treasure precisely cut

with accuracy, exactness,

perfectly polished

a hand crafted work of love

a glimmering reflection of Yeshua’s

blood saving Grace.

Hammered and chiseled in earth’s quarry

 jewels artfully to be set

in Yeshua’s crown.

Malachi 3: 16-17

I DO NOT KNOW!

He asked, if I would like to make my life’s journey with Him?

I said, I do not know how to hold Your hand!

He asked me to pray?

I said, I do not know how to pray!

He asked me to teach others?

I said, I do not know how to speak!

He asked me to write?

I said, I do not know how to spell!

He asked me to write poems to Him?

I said, I do not know how to express myself!

He asked me to bless others?

I said, I do not know how to bless!

He asked me to lead others to Him?

I said, I do not how to lead!

He asked me to forgive those who hurt me?

I said, but they will hurt me again, I do not know how to forgive!

He asked me to Love Him above all else and others as He does?

I said, my heart is broken, I do not know how to Love!

He asked, do you know why,

I would ask such things of you?

I said, I do not know why?

He said, for I knew,

you do not know how,

to tell your Abba Father NO!

On April 7, 2013 Men of One Accord is one year old. When I started this blog I  really did not know what I was doing and I still do not. When I started, I was given a  very old PC laptop and it went  kaput shortly afterwards. I was then given an old Mac which I am still using today it has some short comings too.  God has blessed me with all of you out there and you all have been so kind. Thank-you! 🙂 I have a dream of  buying my first computer for I never used a computer before then. I had never been on the inter-net before, because I did not know how. I would love for my first computer to be an iMac then I can get free lessons on how to use it. You see , I never typed before because I did not know how! Yet on that day I started typing with all my fingers when I sat down at that computer!

I would love to list every one of you and pray a blessing over you all, but that would make this  post about six million words long. I do pray for every one of you about once a week sometimes more as the Spirit leads. Again Thank-You and May our LORD Bless you and keep you, AMEN.

One thing I do know for sure is you never have to ask God; Can you hear me now? 🙂