Let My Sound Arise {poem}
Let my sound arise Incense before Your throne Let my sound arise My yielded heart Your home
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The Pruning (Character Building Time) {poem}
Father, I yield to the pruning, for I know it’s for my best So even when it hurts me, in Your presence I will rest You cut away so faithfully so that I might grow strong I embrace the pain Continue reading The Pruning (Character Building Time) {poem}
Choosing to Bear Fruit {poem}
I desire to bear fruit, Father, and have that fruit endure For my life to make a difference, and my heart to be found pure So I meditate upon Your Word and choose Your ways each day Abiding in Your Continue reading Choosing to Bear Fruit {poem}
Tarries Not {poem}
Look ahead, beloved For the time has yet to come For tears to cease to flow And death to be no more Wait for it, beloved Though it tarries, it tarries not Keep your eyes fixed, beloved Much seeks to Continue reading Tarries Not {poem}
Keys for Hearing God
I strongly believe being able to hear the voice of God is vital to an intimate relationship with Him. I’ve shared about Hearing God’s Voice (which shares the basics on how to begin) and on How-to Increase the Flow (Hearing the Voice of Continue reading Keys for Hearing God
Burgeoning Fruit {poem}
Draw near to Me, beloved, as I draw near to you. Sense My presence closely, My heart is ever true. I’m touching you through human hands, loving through human hearts. Receive and reciprocate, My love – yes now, beloved, it Continue reading Burgeoning Fruit {poem}
How-to Increase the Flow (Hearing the Voice of God part 2)
Those who are familiar with Dyed4you Ministries (which I have the honor of leading) know that I am passionate about hearing the voice of God. It is the primary mission of the ministry and a strong personal passion. As such, Continue reading How-to Increase the Flow (Hearing the Voice of God part 2)
Clinging to the Beloved {poem}
Beloved, He calls you in the desert – the trials of the flesh. He pours His love upon you, your spirit He will refresh. He whispers your name so sweetly, His hand upon your face. His love is overwhelming, overflowing Continue reading Clinging to the Beloved {poem}