Pages tagged with Spiritual

Lemongrass And Orange. Here's an abstract I believe can speak for itself.
I find, on the spirit journey, satan sought to bend, distort, manipulate and misrepresent your life to fit into his will, even, without your consent to get you to conform into that and forsake the Lord. Here's a short spiritual warfare poem.
Part two. Character and integrity are golden. Society will try to tell you who you are and are not without knowing you. Don't accept that. You tell society who you are. Those in Light with the Bible truth withinside will understand.
Truly, truly, some stand corrected. In more things than not. God had made Light to where it couldn't ever be mistaken unless there was a commitment to mistake it.
Here's a spiritual warfare poem of faith and persecution. In time, one can learn to draw inspiration from anything.
Another upbeat, intense, spiritual warfare poem of life. God allows stuff to mold us to be used by Him.
An abstract spiritual warfare poem of truth and identity. Broken Tokens.
A short spiritual poem of truth and love. Love poems: a cornerstone.
Two major doorways for sin in society. Things that create widespread damage and destruction spiritually. Magic and temptation. God is faithful though. Here's a spiritual warfare poem. God has brought me a long way. My craft is still attacked by demonic forces with lies and malice but ...
Here's a lengthy intense spiritual warfare poem of a new original style experiment. Starting off simple and increase in complexity. It's still rhyme though.
The concept of being "blind", "sleep" or spiritually dead is not of the Light. For God is of the living and the Spirit allows ignorance to nothing. Faith is eternal. The Word is eternal. Tribulation is fleeting though. For all who choose righteousness.
The path we end up on depends on who we live for. The pride of life can easily beset those who have succeeded at achieved goals. The Light is a matter of humility before anything.
A spiritual warfare poem of identity. Here I talk about more good and bad in my own spiritual life and reaffirm my position with Light to the devil.
This is pretty much an abstract identity poem. Spiritual warfare based.
Things that comfort me: God, poetry, pleasing aromas, and healthy foods (well, I'm trying to eat healthier anyway). Such things always calms my soul but the Spirit of God does the most. The devil tried to throw me off but God recenters me though thorns will be present.
It's been a long-running plan of the devil to destroy me or my voice and platforms in anyway possible. I'm aware of a pressure in the air that wasn't present before the smear and distortion campaigns. I put it in God's hands. Either way, it's a lot to take in. I let go a while back. ...
A poem about just that. Plenty Waves And Seasons a spirit life consist of. Rough seasons, smooth seasons, intense waves and calm times. But, the goal is trusting God to the point where peace exists within and isn't changed by the external reality.
It's important, it's important, it's important that a vessel has an accurate perception. And the world as well. I'm hungry for understanding and thirsty for righteousness. That's all I can see for myself at this point in life. Utterly enthralled by the goodness and the Light.
A short abstract poem of spiritual truth. The Light shall, indeed, return. The Lord is the Light.
A spiritual warfare poem of growth and understanding for me. Though, now the Light consumes entire aspects of my life, it wasn't always the case. Even then though, God never gave up or forsaken me. The cold times taught me how to stay warm. And cool...
Here's an abstract spiritual poem. Roses With Feathers came to me during a moment of meditation. It sat for a while before God gave me something to put with the title from His Spirit.
Here's a spiritual warfare poem about decisions. The decision to continue trusting in God. To understand the position beneath God and to not forsake what He's entrusted. Spiritual life is about decisions.
Here's a poem about the recent loss of a great revelation due to folly on my part. I should've written it down after God gave it to me like I normally do but I didn't and I suffer for it.
Here's a spiritual warfare poem of truth and intense persecution. God calls the Light to not be like the darkness. It doesn't take anything from one.
Never have I been closer to God than these present and recent years. This truth has been made manifest (very often) through dramatic displays of His power on my behalf. It's in plain sight. God has always been fighting for me and gave me power and, now, I'm starting to gain better con...
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