Mommy and Mary on Halloween 2003 

Prophecy (Not in Contempt)

Feeling your Kindness your hand upon my heart
I feel your love your voice oh Father.
One I need not ever be apart.

I feel the bleeding of my life yet
sewn you've made my heart to be
for forever I will live in your love so free.

As I enter in Glory so lost I have been
in seeing where I have come from and where I have sinned
So noble of words I have written here but forever cannot
share of your Glory and your fear of times lost and forgot.

Of What makes you the Ruler over all in all Kingdoms and all
places you have made yourself known to all the types of face.
In Languages you have spoken to them, in preference you even
found a place; Yet still they turn their heads in disgrace.

My heart does hurt of the ones who cannot see that you have
come only to set them free.
Free from the pain the desire to be God In their hearts they
settle with But in painful loss of sleep and painful loss of heart, they
refuse the gift and so they depart.

For I wish not to Jest in their loss but to pray yes I do but
forever I will wonder as I am sure many do.
Of How long it must take? How much pain must they go through?
How much loss must they edure before they realize the Grandure
of a life that is lived by few.
Of the Sin that in Lost in the Storm of the Lord of The Pain
that is Forgot and not ever Foretold.

Tears that are kept in place where the treasures will stay
in place where not one single theif can ever touch
in place where no air can decay
of the treasures we will give when the earths left to lay.
In this world their Answers at bay. Their questions come much.

For they set it all ficton yet cannot prove it wrong and the
pain and deciet they have set on a throne. In their loss they
forget that we cannot change the plans of the Lord or the laws
of God. We cannot prove what is Right to be Wrong. Though we
try and we try every day even more. We forget that we cannot
make something from nothing unlike our lord.

Forever will be cursed to rise ourselves above your
Garciousness and love of something that cannot be bought
Forever will be be prisioners of Self wondering where we came
from where we are going. What are we doing? what have we got?

Without you the pain writhes, The soul pours out and bleeds
The heart breaks the mind seethes. Our eyes are blind we cannot
see the very thing that attacks you and me. Thank you for your
Saving Grace. Thank you for Setting Me free. From the Bondage
that makes me think I am free though I feel a need to be.
Someone other than what you want to make me.

why oh Lord must I destroy your plan for me indeed. Only to
pursue dishonesty, greed. Only to pursue what I thought might
be. When in fact all will come to nothing and the Sand I hold
will have sifted in due speed. In time all will be left along
and holding only grains of what was foretold. The Prophecy of
Gold is not the interest that I have but the Salvation of
Millions If I might be so bold.

Never would I ever take the name or the numbers to myself. A
pledge I make onto you. That many would be saved in Grace
through you and in power that you give, in spirit that you give
in Love that you show in Pain that you share and in Faith and
Compassion that you care.

For I cannot hold onto what does not exist what will never be
unless you grant it onto me. I can cry aloud and ask for many
things but your will is all that proceeds. I will not ask that
what you feel I can not hold or take for real. So I will wait
her just for a voice. Though honestly is not my choice. But
know that you are God and you are near. And that shalt not
fret. I shalt not fear. Anymore. For your Purpose and your
Plan will be Forevermore.
Your Love endures forever and your patience so
Dear.

When all is Said and Done

When all has been said and done what will I have but the truth of my Testimony. The Truth that God does love and take care of those whom he loves. It is not a secret group that can only be taken part of in some secret society of sorts. All it takes is faith. What a twisted thing we as humans on earth have made it to be. For the Glory of God is in his Glory not mans perception of it. Our desire to see his face will results in seeing it. Our love for him and not our life will leave us not weary but inpowered by his power and in love by his love. The wonderful joy he brings even in darkeness is my testimony. The love he brings into our life when the pain is far to hard to bare. It is amazing just as I type this how my Father in heaven speaks to me. How he holds my hand. His hand seems to hover over me in kindness and authority. As I sit her typing because I was awoken by a voice. "Worship me my son." In this my voice from sickness has left me with no voice but a heart that wishes to worship him in word. Ohh Father how powerful your name how loving your voice. How comforting your hand that sits upon me. Hold me sweet Jesus in your hand let me now fall into your arms. You give me a place to sleep to rest in your Glory. Fitting only for a King. A Prince or a Princess. It is now that I truly feel a child of God. In my poetry that solomley points out a Godly pain in my heart for those who cannot hear because the cries of the world are far too loud. The ringing in their ears leaves blood on the lobe of their ear. Deafness to God because because their protection they have rejected. Father thank you for my protection. Daily I am reminded how I have not chosen you but you chose me. How at one time I found no need or desire for you to be a part of my life. Thank you Lord for coming in a way to put that foolishness to rest. Foolishness that would have left me in control and a very dismal life indeed I would have. It is though becasue of your Glory that my life is full of Joy even in darkness. Even in pain the writhes of my soul that the soul is intact that in the Joy I do not forget that of what you have asked of me. WOrsip me you say father and with a weak voice I attempy to belt our a verse or two. "I could sing of your love forever...." I can't hit that key. "Be Glorified...." Slightly easier. I end my attempt in tearing my throat apart even more and realize that he has heard my heart and knows my heart. For that voice rings louder than my voice ever will and it is in my desire to see him that I will. My faith in him that he has faith in me. Though I he does not require it. For even when I have become faithless he remains forever faithful. I could continue this but I have been given great comfort and now like the very first day I accepted the Name of Jesus into my heart as my LIVING savior that has come and died so that I might be set free. So that I might be filled with Glory and show other of th greatness that is him. For my voice might be lost or at least damaged but my soul is intact and it has NOTHING to do with me. My heart is well and that has nothing to do with me. All signs should point to depression and though that may be one pain that I am feeling I have been given the grace not to feel it. Though my time to GRIEVE may come soon. My father has given me the ability to choose the way in which my pain will come. He knows what I can take and what I cannot. He has provided ALL of my needs though I am not what you would call a rich man. I seem to have more that I need. I seem to have comfort and friends more than one might need. Though many have run for cover in the name of Jesus himself. I know the day will come when Jesus himself will speak one day on my behalf. If he has not already and though he may not or never will. I need no justification. I need no comfort in the storm. I need only the comforter and the one who brings comfort. So many desire to seek out peace or rest but have forgotten to get to know the one who brings all of those things. A life of perfection I do not have. A life that has no pain. I do not have. A life that is FULL I do have. Thank you father. I will indeed worship you.

Your Son, James.

DEPRIVATION

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HOW MANY OF YOU LIKE REALITY TV?
MAKING JOKES OF A LOSS OF STABILITY
OF MORALS DROPPED TO BUMP THE SCALE OF CURRENCY
PLAUGING THE WORLD OF A FALICY

DIRECTION LOST
AFFECTION LOST
TRACTIONL LOST

FALLING FROM THE HIGHWAY OF MORALITY

I AM NOT HERE TO PREACH...TO TELL YOU HOW TO LIVE
BUT WHAT EXACTLY IN THIS WORLD DO YOU HAVE TO GIVE?
MUST WE SIMPLY LIVE TO LIVE, WE MUST FORGIVE TO FORGIVE
JUST LIKE OUR FATHER DID.

THERE IS CLEAR DEPRIVATION OF THE MIND
WHEN INTELLECTUAL THOUGHTS AND STORIES ARE THROWN TO THE FLOOR
AND INHIBITION OF THE SOUL AND MIND
ARE IN CONTROL.

WHERE IS YOUR SOUL?
ARE YOU REALLY IN CONTROL?
WHERE IS YOUE SOUL?

WE ARE FULL OF SIN
THERE IS NO NEXT OF KIN
THERE IS NO CLEAN HEART
THERE IS NO GOOD PERSON
THERE IS NO GOOD SEASON
THERE IS NO GOOD REASON
WE ALL NEED SALVATION.

-LFJ

ARROGANCE

HELP THIS WORLD AND THE ARROGANCE THAT IT HOLDS
HOLDING TO THE BELIEFS THAT ARE SO BOLD. LISTENING TO THINGS
THAT HAVE BEEN TOLD

ARROGANCE THAT HOLDS NO WATER. NO BOUNDARIES BUT THEIR OWN
HOLDING ONTO THEIR STONE THAT IS THEIR HEARTS

HUMBLE YOURSELF BEFORE YOU GET COLD
BEFORE YOU LOOSE AFFECTION FOR THE PEOPLE AND BEGIN
RELYING ON GOLD.

ARE YOU LISTENING TO THE LATES GURU TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH?
OR THE MAN ON TV TO SEE WHERE YOU NEED TO BE?
WHO MADE YOU? WHO MADE ME?
OR DO YOU RELY ON THE RELIGION CALLED EVOLUTION AND GREED.

POETS, WRITERS, ALL HOLD THE SAME VIEW, THEIR OWN AND YOURS MAKES A MIXED UP BREW

WE NEED TO RID THE ARROGANCE OF THIS WORLD

THAT THINK THEY ARE GOD.


-LFJ

THE TRUTH

I LOOK FOR THE TRUTH AND FALSE IS ALL I SEE
THERE IS ALWAYS A NEW SLOGAN AND A NEW TREND ON TV

THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE SPOUTING A PERSONAL TRUTH
SOMETHING THEY FIND SOUNDS GOOD OR KIND
BUT THEY FORGOT THAT ANSWERS DON'T COME FROM PREFERENCE BUT THE
FACTS THAT WE FIND.

HAS YOUR WAY OF THINKING WORKED FOR YOU?
OR HAS IT KEPT YOU CAPTIVE ALLOWING YOU TO DO THE THINGS YOU DO
MAKING NO PLACE FOR CHANGE OR DIRECTION OF FOCUS OR CHANGING YOUR
POINT OF VIEW

SOMETIMES ITS HARD TO ACCEPT THE TRUTH
SOMETIMES ITS HARD TO ACCEPT THE TRUTH

WE ARE INHERINTLY SINFUL
HAVING NO CHOICE BUT TO SIN SLAVES TO THE DESIRES OF THE FLESH
HAVE YOU FOUND YOURSELF LOOSING SLEEP?
MAYBE IT'S THE PRECENSE THAT YOU KEEP?

OR MAYBE IT IS THE PRECENSE THAT KEEPS YOU?

FREE YOURSELF LET THE TRUTH FLOW THROUGH AND THROUGH.

-LFJ

BAD SEED

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SOMETIMES WE FIGHT A WAR WITHIN OURSELVES
LEAVING NO ROOM FOR CREATION
FEELING WE HAVE THE ANSWERS TO EVERYTHING
WE PUT OUR MINDS ON VACTION

WE LOOSE TOUCH WITH WHAT WE KNOW AND EXCHANGE IT FOR A FAD
WE LOOSE TOUCH WITH OUR REALITY THATS FITS ON AND LEADS
SLOWLY INTO DEPRAVITY.

LOOKING FOR ANSWERS THAT LIE WITHIN
WHEN IN FACT THAT IS THE PLACE THAT IS LEAST DEVINE.

WE NEED SOME HOLISTIC GREED
HELP ME LORD TO SEE THE BAD SEED
HELP ME LORD TO SEE THE BAD SEED

WERE DID IT ALL START?
WHERE DID IT BEGIN?
DID IT BEGIN WITH YOU OR ME?
OR WAS IT STARTED WITH ADAM AND EVE

AND WE FALL
FALL
FALL
WE FALL
WE HAVE FALLEN.

-LFJ