He's not on the landline those few that are yet activated
He's not on a cell phone, internet, Twitter
Facebook, Myspace
He's ever present you can call him with your eyes open your eyes closed
He can call Him in a whisper from your heart
You can call Him on your knees on your stomach or your back
There's no price that you have to pay
You just have to obey His judgments his call
Help, help us all Lord God...
Pray
Just open up your mouth
Pray
Anything prayer is conversing
Continued askings for thanksgiving
Prayers praying is not just begging, asking for things
Talking to God is an awesome glorious thing
So just open your mouth and talk to Him thinking for everything
Weather silent or out loud just speak the words to the Father now
Vocally or silently just close your eyes and pray
Talk to them the Lord Our God today
4/2/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Categories:
askings, devotion, god, jesus, prayer,
Form: Lyric
You were born with the Breath of God;
Glory to God in the highest
He was chosen turn off. God's daughter
Glory to God to the highest
This was in 1985
You were born alive
To God be the glory to God to the highest
We are all sinners falling from His face
Through Jesus miraculous Amazing Grace
We can come back to Him
To the father Jehovah Jireh
And through the matter of our individual faith
Abundant Redemption a glorious Trace
We are just all Sinners saved by Jesus Grace
Hallelujah hallelujah
~
It all my wrong choices am I listening to other voices
In my fallings-out your callings
All mine addictions scene convictions
Just minor reflections that I went the wrong direction
Now I decided to follow Jesus
It's not about my slip or fall
It's about if I stay on the ground
Since I'm Heaven bound
When I fall down Jesus gives me a, a lifeline
He forgives me over and over and over again
You my in my spirit soul my queen will you forgive me
My darling...
Dedication
To ARTIST/Painter
Dylan Frese
3/23/20
Categories:
askings, adventure, analogy, appreciation, encouraging,
Form: Lyric
Why are we here?
There is an aching craving
deep gnawing within heart and mind
pondering how and what life is,
the conundrum of how it all came to be
and the eternal question
of why.
This is the inner hunger
wretching in the gut
tugging at the heartstrings and its beat
tearing voracious at the spirit and soul
with prayer and deepest thought, whinge
of why.
These are the languid askings,
wanderings, pinings in dark soulless nights
encompassing the yearning need and want
the have to be of the unseen and unknown
longing covetous desires for cause and proof
of why.
This is the puzzlement unanswered
lingering doubt in mysteries of existence
be you a believer or not, we are
hungering for the enigmas of life
all the hows and wheres and whens
of why.
Categories:
askings, angst, spiritual,
Form: Free verse