Free-Verse Poem, Holy Spirit Inspired My Redeemer, my Lord, my God, my King, my Friend and my Brother. He extended mercy and grace to me even while in my miry clay. Even in my day, I yelled, “Crucify him!” I scoffed at his suffering but yet he lifted up his bloody brow to heaven, looked to his Holy Father and said, “Forgive her father, she knows not what she is doing.” He pursued my stony heart, like a love sick gentleman, I finally accepted his hand. I cried every tear left in me and he did not let one teardrop waste to the ground…he captured them all. The scales fell…
"Since I have shown you the light out of your darkness, will you not return and show others the way? Are you not a witness of my grace, love and compassion?"
Lord Jesus End Time Army Warriors, Have You Enlisted?
A Generation of Leaders. A Nameless, Faceless, Bunch of Nobodies - And that's a compliment!
The Bride of Jesus the Christ is asleep. How long will she stay in slumber?