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SPOKEN BROKEN WITH MY HEART MIND STAYED ON GOD ON ALL OCCASIONS
Lord I need you I need the more of you
I need to place you more to be in the center of my life
My every fiber my every being needs to be physical and spiritual in alignment
See I need the more of you in my life
I don't need to be whole in my way
I don't need to be whole as Humanity says
I need to be broken remote is remade with my eyes stayed on you
SPOKEN BROKEN WITH MY HEART MIND STAYED ON GOD ON ALL OCCASION
I need to be broken, broken in you as broken pieces Sacrificed I need to be remolded, reshaping be remade in you
Lord O'God place me on the potter's wheel
I need the present of you first without God I am nothing
You giving me life I have a yearning I have a thirst
As the presence of God tends to my yield
Broken me Lord fill me use me
Without you I'm nothing I want to be like a thirsty dear Panting for Your water
I want to be an instrument for you to help through you save your sons and your daughters O'Father
SPOKEN BROKEN WITH MY HEART MIND STAYED ON GOD ON ALL OCCASION
I need to be broken shattered in pieces corruptured separated from everything not liking to you
Remolded reshapen fill up in you
So full illuminated all they see Humanity when they look at me all they see is just you
I need to be splintered and crushed lit set apart from Anything not like you be focused set viewed
I stayed my mind on you
Ruptured and torn to be reborn rebirth
Bible verse lead to Jesus, thinking of only you first
I am broken to be remade structurally shape- remade
In the likeness of You for what I do
God I'm nothing without you
Father remade me I'm a chosen one
Who can say I am not definitively Your child a Child of God
Got my mind, heart, soul and eyes on My Father God
Shabar sacrifice breaking in peace I'm broken in God
3/20/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23 (c)
marvel i at your breath
your heartbeat passing onto my chest
the windows of your eyes so reveal your soul
glistening glows
breathtaking and through your nose
passes the breath of God
and your lips kissing your life you hold glowing
evermore daring so passionate
Breathing breathe out
That's why as God cleanses your heart
He performs CPR and now you're more alive
God is softened your heart and he has remolded your clay
No more abundance more humble
Regenerated rejuvenated rebirth renewed
Alas, left is I thank God for your breath
10/20/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
**
Several years ago, we bought an old farm house.
It was 3 miles down a dirt road beside an old millhouse.
It seems this area was involved in a major war fight.
Sometimes it would last all the way into the night.
The Gettysburg battlefield was north of our lot.
Some nights you can hear cannons firing if the weather is hot.
It's as if the war was still going on and no one had won.
There's been talk of apparitions. I know I've seen one.
This old house was once a hospital for the wounded and sick.
We uncovered many relics as we cleared around the creek.
There were human remains in the cellar, under the old dirt floor.
It was determined to be a Confederate from the Civil War.
As we remolded the house, many artifacts were found.
The ghost who was living here was making knocking sounds.
I know he's not happy as objects would fly off the wall.
This spirit was having a tantrum, throwing objects down the hall.
Things finally settled down. It was early morning, around two.
We heard footsteps approach, clop, clop, the sound of shoes.
The door suddenly opened. It was a man dressed in gray.
An apparition of a Confederate soldier who has come back to his grave.
We were very scared. "Were are not giving up on this place".
We're prepared to cast this spirit out without any haste.
We called in a team of ghost experts to help this troubled soul.
We hope they can help him. That was our goal.
The team had arrived to investigate what was going on.
They captured two "EVPs" just before dawn.
That revealed "GET OUT" and "My name is John".
They respectfully said, "John, you've died." It's time to move on.
The ghost of John still haunts there today.
If you like ghost adventures, you are welcome to stay.
"Beware" John takes tatum's, his demeanor will scare.
The house is now a B & B. We can no longer live there.
Written on 1-7-2022
** Fiction**
A STRAND (1071) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
~ 1st ~
I peeked around the corner;
And I saw your beating heart;
Suppressed rattled and broken;
I tried to hear you out;
Oh, what a joy I found out;
That you're covered so;
With the love life spirit of God;
As I rejoice I embrace in Jesus grace;
My heart of stone crumbles;
As I bath in the glory of my Lord and Savior;
Now my stony heart with yours and God help;
Flows blood of the Lambs Living Sacrifice;
Beats the fleshy muscle that holds the love of the FATHER;
Stony hearts now broken melted together remolded into...
a fleshy heart--
5/30/19
"beyond the silence of summer's end"
what hangs in the air?
autumn's momentum
color of unabashed vigor
clouds lowering, unadorned
days snapped off by change
till cold stalks
like a hunched ghoul in a B movie
our arms hugging inside woolen sweaters
a richness of connection
October is captive of candy wishes
for children in chilly clumps of costume marching
freckled innocece before the bite of urgency
August's season
a temporary stint
limits of ownership
gone to spikes of melancholy
oh that time unburdened
like Chaplin twirling in a silent film
stealing spins of joy
when summer exits
its tracks in the brittle bashing of shorter days
graffiti marks of broken edges
seasonal lapping
in what's pruned away
but given back
in memory
remolded
What Does God, See?
By: Tom Wright
10/5/99
Lord, I would not have you see me
as ordinary beach variety sand.
That blows, shifts and always moves about
when tides in my life get out of hand.
Nor see me Lord, as just some reed,
seemingly without purpose, forever nodding in the wind.
Neither see me as some cacti, so rigid within myself
that to Your will I cannot bend.
But see me Lord, as just one seed with spot
found lying upon dry ground.
Uncovered and thirsting, in need of care
that for so long, Sin, had bound.
Know me Lord, as one, whose hardened heart
was as midsummer suns' dried clay.
Yet, in your hand's, resilient enough
to be remolded and used each day.
Every day seems to stop and start
With shapes and colors and God-given art
Yet I only exist within the warmth of your gaze
But for a moment to then disappear in the haze.
So I go amidst the multitudes and the commotion
I go there and witness the grand seduction
I'm but a remnant who's been ripped open
Undone, broken, remolded and woken.
Behold my muse of milk and honey
And her siamese twin who struggles within
Behold the patrons that show and tell
And all you artists that live under her spell.
O tiger tiger I now feel somewhat ill at ease
I'm stricken by some kind of strange disease
I ponder the chain that shackles my brain
And the mighty spears that brings her to tears.
Behold my muse of milk and honey
and her twin who lives for silk and money
It's gloom and doom and flowers for tomorrow
Lilies for her bedroom and roses for her sorrow.
Renewed
How can a hard heart beat;
Yet the heart flows attended sweet;
The soften the heart and retreat the spirit flow;
The soul cries talks to the spirit woes;
The spirit and eyes at the flesh so rise;
Hardness of the heart,
Of the broken but in part;
I'm chosen I am redeemed;
Renewed
I am responsive to change
The course of my way actions are anointed;
I am appointed;
To forgive myself;
I am redeemed of myself;
I am forsakening I am not insane;
I am reborn rebirth again;
I Am remolded The Clay and I am softened again;
Renewed
6/11/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
A HARDEN HEART NOW SET APART SOFTENED-
All I had was a heart of stone;
My Father came along and molded it
Made it soft, softer than clay
Remade me whole, a better way
All I had was a cold, cold heart
Jesus came along and warmed it up
Now I am a part of His fresh warm breath
He placed me upon His chest
A harden heart now set apart softened
Once I had a stony heart
Made of stone and so ice cold
Elohim remade me new
Abba Father renew
Now with a heart of spirit
My heart eyes have been reviewed
Now I see things brand new
A harden heart now set apart softened
Remade me whole, a better way
He placed me upon His chest
Now I am a part of His fresh warm breath
My Father came along and remolded it,
Made it soft, my heart softer than clay
A harden heart now set apart softened
10/07/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
DREAM SPENT ETERNITY WITH GOD IN CHRIST
Had a dream like David did
Jesus came led me by my hand
There we stood in front of God
I was in awe
I open up my mouth and said
There are no street lights in heaven
And why aren't the people sad and crying in heaven
And why are all the children so well behaved,
and what happen to mankind unhappiness
And why are the animals smiling, there's no violent anywhere
And why are there trees and non-weeded grasses everywhere
Why is no one over thirty the beast and the homey now is pretty
All evil no longer found, everyone now beautiful
We mankind shall be remolded reshape and remade beautiful
Placed into the prefect image of the true and living God
Forever praising Him eternally forevermore
Spending eternity forever with God in Christ
03/6/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018