Your daughter

Your daughter is so lonely.

Your daughter is

in a hiss from 

the aggressive, and 

poisonous kiss in

the drunken sunken 

diss called this marriage. 

The wrong bow

was a combusted 

hallow swallow

lust rusted premarital 

sex-filled allow.

With a man,

your daughter now stands

in a marriage of quicksand.

Your daughter is 

coldly lonely, 

down and out; 

living in a marriage 

that makes her feel

like a peeling reeling

suffocated, and 

regurgitated meal.

Nobody wants your daughter,

not this husband,

not the community,

not the families;

only you want your daughter God. 

But your daughter is ignoring you

like everyone is ignoring her.

This is a truth your daughter refuses.

Your daughter’s dishonesty

was the map to this path, 

and the marriage math;

of this self-fulfilled biography.

Your daughter is in 

a tailspin of a two strand matrimony.

Your daughter 

is so lonely.

Your daughter had

so many plans 

that were quicksand.

God you blocked,

much to your daughter’s shock,

by your unlimited clock God.

Your daughter leans

on flesh, 

which is a switch,

from the gift

in the Obey of Today.

Your daughter sees

her husband can only be 

reached through ungodly deeds

your daughter’s husband chooses

to lose in and feed with broken need.

Your daughter sees

flesh is a rabbit hole,

that caused the pause of 

your all. But it’s how your daughter 

is with this husband currently: 

flesh god facades.

Your daughter is stuck

in a rut of stagnancy,

with a husband 

that only shows 

your daughter malignancy.

Your daughter thought eventually

you God will morph 

your daughter and this husband to godly.

No amount of therapy,

or coaching can make

the stake in fake shake,

the truth your daughter 

ignores with your 

multiple proofs: 

your daughter 

will never be loved by this husband. 

Your daughter fought tooth

and nail: to have and to hold this man,

no matter what this threshold

unfolded for your daughter.

Even after all the warnings 

you showed your daughter:

nothing was bigger than

your daughter’s trigger:

marrying this man regardless

of the current quicksand.

Your daughter 

is silently, and

violently suffering 

in a marriage

your daughter thought

she fought and bought.

Your daughter feeds the wrong spirit.

Your daughter lies

and dies on the inside.

Your daughter has 

a lot of pride.

Your daughter avoided 

the wilderness 

of her pruning process.

Your daughter 

is painfully obtaining 

that her plan was in vain.

Only you God 

can heal what’s inside 

of what human’s conceal.

Such as your daughter 

and her walking 

talking current reveal.

Your daughter avoided 

seeing the bondages,

that only you God 

can set her free from.

Your daughter is treated

like a sneaky cheap creep.

Your daughter sees 

love as a law of average.

Your daughter sees the world 

clearer than your biblical truths.

Your daughter is in a marriage 

without the biblical steps, 

and the strand of

your love found 

bound from Above.

Only three strands 

can make marriage be unbreakable.

Your daughter rushed

in the position your daughter

is currently in an unhealthy condition.

Your daughter is in a marriage 

that her body was the leverage of

drinking sinking beverage.

Your daughter believed 

you would eventually see,

only your daughter 

should be with the he

that your daughter is 

now married to ungodly. 

Your daughter has inner demons.

Your daughter’s husband has inner demons.

A marriage isn’t the healer for demons.

Walking the talking truth 

through biblical proof 

is the only way to be 

freed from inner demons.

The decay’s of yesterday’s

just pauses the cause of your all God.

Your daughter is stuck 

in the rut of the rewind 

in time. Only two days,

since the journey of 

your daughter’s current state

were great: 

engagement photo day

and walking down the aisle 

of her wedding array.

Your daughter felt Chosen 

tangibly in those two moments. 

God you are not tangible.

God faith is not tangible.

Biblically, you consistently

reach to teach humans 

that anything on earth fades.

Such as this man making 

your daughter feel Chosen for two days.

What you have God cannot fade.

Pain comes in the night,

but there’s always joy in the morning.

Your daughter didn’t want to wait.

Your daughter is now married to this man

because your daughter did not wait. 

Biblically, you consistently 

reach to teach humans 

that patience is a virtue.

Biblically, you consistently

reach to teach humans 

that true love waits.

Sex before marriage is not love it’s lust.

There’s nothing biblical

about your daughter’s 

moves or marriage.

Your daughter is in

a legal tailspin

known as the drone

worldly savage 

under the ruse: godly marriage.

Godliness cannot be faked.

Time is the greatest teacher.

Time is the safest reacher.

God you don’t rush.

God you’re not lust.

God you’re the only way

in the gift in the switch 

of Obey in Today.

God you allow the belly 

of a whale to show your chosen,

like your daughter and Jonah in the Bible;

that the ugly backwards hat of disobedience 

is an allegiance to the enemy to make us

combust in lust and never be godly, 

and to never be better together, or to

walk the talking of our true destiny godly.

Only godly can we be set free. 

God you’re meeting your daughter 

in the painful truth that only 

your way is biblical proof.

Only you God can set your daughter free.

Not your daughter’s flesh or the enemy.

Your daughter feeds flesh 

and darkness in broken need.

Only love can snuff out 

darkness and lies of flesh.

Only you are love God.

Thank God you are bigger

than any flesh god triggers:

humans feed in broken token need.

Just like your daughter.

Thank you God 

for making all things new.

Thank you God 

for being biblically true.

Thank you God 

for the Holy Bible as proof:

every knee shall bow and every tongue 

shall confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.

In Jesus name, 

I pray for all your chosen

to be set free finally, 

in the Obey of Today,

Amen. 

Advertisements

Dark Night Storm

Dear Daddy,

This is so hard. 

Seeing what you’ve lead me to see, and what I picked up supernaturally bothers me so much. You showed me a specific man, and placed that man in my heart over three years ago. Far before the mess that gives me much distress, which this man walks in quicksand in his space of disgrace right now. I haven’t spoken to this man in almost two years. This is the hardest journey, that I’ve ever walked and talked. 

BUT I’m so blessed Daddy, because you went before me in all my painful emotional agony. I’m set free faithfully. In all my silent cries, and public lies I expressed hiding my deep distress; and you’ve captured every single tear God. Every single year you’ve blessed me with growth, and freedom; from the wrong seed weeds that made me bleed with broken choking need. Every pain had a gain, and nothing was in vain. I’ve been healed from my traumatic experience of sexual assault at nineteen. I’ve been set free from the self condemnation of succumbing to lust, and not being untouched for my future husband. 

You taught me God to flee from the enemy by disciplining me to walk biblically. Everything is in my blueprint known as the Holy Bible. Ever since 4.4.14, you’ve shown me what it means to walk the talk of godly. I’ve applied all your biblical truths to the woman I am today. And I’m no longer stuck in the rut of the decay’s in yesterday’s, or the sorrow of no tomorrows. You taught me to trust your voice God over the choice of hu(man’s) confirmation quicksand catastrophes. 

Daddy you keep supernaturally showing me truths, that are not the current realities to that building that no longer has your godly wings. Thank God you pulled me and Jojo* out, as well as her ribcage. What you keep showing me about my future is so complicated. All I can do is pray for the delay to no longer be stronger in decay’s of yesterday’s by the hallow swallow of no tomorrow’s for your chosen; and for the switch in the gift to Obey in Today to occur. There’s so much wrong in the space you’ve publicly freed me from my empty of disgrace on 4.4.14. I’ll never regret the experience that lead to my salvation, but there’s so much wrong in that location. So many facades, and humans playing god with your chosen’s lives. It makes the stake in fake break them, and they all die on the inside due to the wrong hue called pride.

Too many false prophets are making the shake in fake break your people, and to fall in line of hobbits as routine sleepwalking machines. Everyday is the same decay of delay with choking dismay. Every year the same guests come around the same time, which is a switch in the gift of the Obey in Today. There’s too many Groundhog Day delay moments. Sensitivity to the Holy Spirit is not a routine. A message of the word should not leave your people moving like machines, or feeling empty. That’s what happens all the time in that building with no godly wings. Before you’ve blessed me to move on from that building with no godly wings, I wasn’t spiritually fed since my favorite pastor left for the south. I was just faithfully serving, and longing for more with you Daddy. And struggling to be obedient to you, for keeping me there longer than I wanted to be. It was hard playing my role to have your prophecy fulfilled with the humans I supernaturally saw right through. I wanted to leave after the fourth month of the year two thousand fifteen, from my last exchange with the man you won’t stop showing me to this day. 

After that encounter in two thousand fifteen you confirmed the dark night storm, you showed me the tenth month of the year two thousand thirteen God. I didn’t want to be hurt anymore, or bear witness to the poisonous kiss that currently causes this man quicksand of internal hisses; but you didn’t bless me to leave until the eighth month of the year two thousand sixteen. Which is well after this man was swallowed into the dark night storm whale he dwells in now. It’s challenging that I can do nothing to help, and I’m not even sure he wants my help; or even understands he deeply needs help. 

What I have peace with in this journey with you Daddy, is that I can never care about this man more than you do God. So that means only you can help him, and all I can do is keep praying like you’ve been telling me, and showing me to do. If I wasn’t walking this journey myself; I would’ve thought everything is insane and impossible in this dark night storm. But because you go before me God, I know with conviction that nothing is impossible if you are in the midst of all of this. And you are. I cannot make any of this up. It’s year three and you keep telling me the same truths over and over again regardless what currently reality shows. 

What deeply concerns me about that building that no longer has your godly wings, is the spiritual leaders that speak words over your chosen’s lives that you never said to them yourself God. It deeply bothers me how powerful the bondage of tangibility is. This ruse of human confirmation is not in the bible, the way your chosen hang on the words of specific human’s in that building with no godly wings. It deeply disturbs me that your voice is not trusted over the quicksand of human’s choices. And your chosen are so caught up in the hype of titles like pastor, or status in popularity. It is alarming that your chosen forgot that Abram, Moses, Jeremiah, Esther, Samuel, or even Hannah Samuel’s mother had no human confirmation that backed up your voice for any of them God. 

Jesus had no one backing up of human confirmation in what you told him God. Saul who became apostle Paul, had no human confirmation backing up what you told him either God. So why has society stripped themselves of their intimacy with you, by giving power to broken humans tongues called this confirmation dangerous lane? I’ll never understand this toxic habit that truly blinds and paralyzed your people. Especially like this man you keep showing me. He’s walking a life based on the words of humans and the lane of confirmation. This man is not sensitive to your still small voice. If he was, he wouldn’t be in the shoes he’s in now. That breaks my heart. 

Or even your daughter Jojo* my best friend and sister for life: deeply struggles with this alarming bondage as well. And I get why you have me walking this insane testimony, so that I can reflect in this moment right now: humans can never come between what you speak to me God. Humans will keep their creep and cheap failed attempt to derail me from my alignment to you Daddy. I’m too deep in your word to get tripped up by the hiccups of human confirmation. That’s why you pulled me out of that routined building with no godly wings, because your chosen are sleepwalking machines with thick scales over their ears and eyes; which is the switch in the gift in Obey in Today for the decay’s of yesterday’s. That is why everything repeats in that building with no godly wings. The space that has no godly wings is in the disgrace of the past. 

Daddy this is so hard. 

God you’ve shown me an impossible task with this specific man, that is currently in an unhealthy reality that is far away from me. This man is living a life, where you keep supernaturally showing me causes him much strife, emptiness, and loneliness; even though he’s being obedient to what the humans speak over his life. The building with no godly wings encouraged him to currently talk the shoes he struggles to walk in the days that cause much dismay. His life is a tailspin that started in the sixth month of the year two thousand fifteen, where a specific woman made it a mission to never leave his space. 

This man was clouded by many issues that were hard for him to face. This man had no real brotherhood holding him godly accountable in his space. If he did have this then he rejected your truths God. What that building with no godly wings paints as a love story for this man is nothing but a flesh god phony. This man was down, out, and lonely; and this specific woman capitalized on the hypnotize of a contest that forever changed this man’s life. Which is why this woman dies on the inside with the lies that gave her this current best last first bite strife life with this man. Even with all the hands in this relationship, it’s still a sinking drinking ship. In reality, especially supernaturally there’s nothing bigger than God. God’s will, no matter what humans, and their confirmation execute, will stop what God says will occur. What you have for your chosen will always be the destiny and road all feet will lead to. 

It’s hard to care about this man and do nothing but keep my sword lifted in prayer during this insane dark night storm. All this agony and pain was arranged to take away all that makes this man decay in dismay inside, by the pride he used to hide all lies inside. Through this journey this man choose. Based on this man’s decisions, you God are taking every single weed that makes this son of yours bleed with broken need out. Thank God. Keep transforming your son into the man he was always called to be, so that he is finally set free. I pray the same for all your children stuck in the rut of a dark night storm to transform them into your perfect image. Thank you Holy Spirit, in Jesus name I pray in Today, amen. 

Love your daughter.

*names changed for privacy purposes. #TeamProPrivacy 

Babylon

BABYLON

Don’t snuff out the light.

Don’t press play in the

decay of yesterday.

There’s a gift,

in the switch,

being present 

in today; choose

to lose delays.

Notarize the 

godly prize 

to fix our eyes 

on what’s right.

We must 

reject the combust 

of decaying lust.

We must 

pick up our sword

and pray as one accord;

to fight for His Might.

The light of Jesus Christ.

It’s never too late,

to negate 

the hesistate 

in educate.

There is no need 

to bleed with broken need. 

There doesn’t have to be

a flee with the enemy.

Choosing love 

found bound Above, 

is the contest 

of our Cornerstone Best.

Choosing to lose 

the world boldly, 

not coldly maturely, 

and

faithfully in unity:

is Alignment from 

the shameful lame lane

of solitary confinement.

BABLYON is biblical grounds.

Obedience is an allegiance 

to stillness and acceptance;

of His Way into Today.

To eject and reject 

the prospect of worldly intellect, 

is a suggest we always regret. 

There’s delays in 

the tailspin of sin.

Sinning will never 

be the see of godly winning.

Sin is decay’s of yesterday’s,

in the reel that makes hu(man’s)

peel in the sorrows of no tomorrow’s.

BABYLON is biblical grounds.

To follow from the painful swallow

of the wrong lusting, 

combusting hallow,

and distrusting bow

that makes hu(man’s)

shake in the stake of fake.

BABYLON is biblical grounds.

As hu(man’s) it is our duty 

to fight in the light 

intuitively as humanity,

in unity to be 

the godly community 

that God will always see.

His Way is the only space,

that replaces disgrace,

which is a switch 

in the gift 

of today from the scum

of dismay, delay, and decay

to make the stake 

in fake deface us.

His Way is the only space

that replaces empty.

No amount of flesh god 

confetti removes the groove 

of lonely empty; or

and hide the lies

that make us die inside.

Lies are disguised

under the wrong hue

that will never be true: pride.

BABYLON is biblical grounds.

Take God’s hand,

to withstand 

the quicksand 

of sowing wrong 

weed seeds

that will always feed: 

the broken need 

to make us bleed.

BABYLON is biblical grounds.

The only way to drown

the sounds in the flood 

of flesh god drugs,

in the worldly plug;

and to float off the boat 

to Obey in Today

God’s Way.

It’s never too late

to pause the cause 

in the hesitate 

to educate.

Biblically is faithfully.

Choose to be set free,

and compound the sound 

of eternity in godly unity.

Cling to what makes 

our soul sing: BABLYON.

BABYLON is biblical grounds.

Choose to Obey in Today.

It’s never to late,

to be in love 

found bound Above;

and replace the space 

of disgrace called hate.

Above all Love each other,

because Love covers

a multitude of sins.

1 Peter 4:8 

Love Crysta. 💋

Immigrant 

I am an immigrant

born as American.

Both my Earth parent’s 

wanted better, eventually 

they found their way,

from the pitfalls of 

decays in yesterday’s 

together in today. 

Tuna Puna was the space

my Earth father felt disgraced.

Georgetown was the home

my Earth mother felt alone.

They are immigrants 

that wanted different,

so America is where they went. 

Education is my 

Earth parent’s dedication.

Excellency was the expectancy, 

with my immigrant Earth parent’s.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

taught me I can be all 

that I put my mind to see.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

raised me to see godly.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

taught me that unity

is for all humanity faithfully.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

taught me to always see love.

Love is found bound from Above.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

taught me to first seek the Kingdom

of God then everything will fall into place.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

taught me to do the right thing,

even when no one is watching.

My immigrant Earth parent’s 

taught me to fight for what’s right, 

in the light of Jesus Christ. 

I am Christian because my parent’s 

pushed me to seek biblical truth.

I am Christian because love

covers a multitude of sins.

I am Christian because 

sinning will never be winning.

I am Christian because 

together we will always be better.

I am an immigrant 

born as an American, 

because my Earth parent’s 

wanted better 

and made it happen.

There’s no fear in love

because perfect love 

casts out all fears.

I am a reacher that 

rises as teacher 

in love. 

Love will always conquer all.

Especially the ungodly 

segregation currently 

known as the drone of immigration. 

I am a teacher that dedicates

my space to replace hate 

with love,

ignorance with wisdom, and 

ridicule with encouragement.

I am an immigrant

born as an American,

with a choice to walk

the talk in God’s Voice; 

to effectively 

reach and teach 

the children of the future. 

As a teacher it is my duty

to educate through the hesitate 

in hate and love through 

leading as an active suture. 

Love heals and reveals unity

is a godly community,

for all humanity: faithfully

and maturely to be set free.

Love me, 

[faithfully Crysta] 💋

Introvert

People overwhelm me.

It’s hard to supernaturally see,

because God has set me free.

He trusts me,

and I believe faithfully.

But people overwhelm me.

I’m a severe introvert 

on high alert.

I’m a severe introvert 

that aggressively 

flirts, blurts, diverts 

and inserts the cloak

that makes me choke 

called my extrovert t-shirt.

My extrovert t-shirt 

drains me, 

and makes me flee

with isolated needs.

I feel set free creatively,

and grateful of the outlet aggressively.

Sinning is not winning.

Sinning is an empty embrace,

that deepens our hidden disgrace. 

We pridefully hide lies,

that make us die inside.

People overwhelm me.

It’s hard to supernaturally see,

because God has set me free.

He trusts me,

and I believe faithfully.

But people overwhelm me.

the enemy is witty 

to replace our space 

in freedom for flesh god deface.

the enemy is witty 

to make us trip up

in the hiccup of picking up,

the shake up for the wrong pace

in the worldly confetti rat race.

the enemy is witty

a lair, cheat, and con-artist.

that thinks we will sink,

because we paused the cause 

of giving our all 

in our unavoidable pitfalls.

Only God is the Smartest.

the limited enemy 

only makes us flee temporarily, 

by blinding us to combust in rusted

faded by jaded 

and decaying by disobeying in lust.

when we are ashes to ashes 

and dust to dust.

People overwhelm me.

It’s hard to supernaturally see,

because God has set me free.

He trusts me,

and I believe faithfully.

But people overwhelm me.

I’m tired of being used.

I’m tired of seeing 

God’s Great Name

be abused in this worldly ruse.

But God has so much grace

that I struggle to share in that space.

I’m His Daughter 

with specific gifts and talents.

A prophetic chartist 

who lyrically,

scientifically,

and empirically 

gauges tangibility.

This is my space of safe.

These abstract satanic attacks 

are supernaturally hard to believe. 

God has a plan 

that will come to pass.

According to God:

all this pain will 

eventually have gain. 

People will be still. 

People will reject cheap thrills. 

People will choose to lose

the world boldly, 

not coldly maturely 

in harmony for 

humanity in unity.

The tears throughout 

my years will not be in vain.

I’m a severe introvert 

on high alert.

I’m a severe introvert 

that aggressively 

flirts, blurts, diverts 

and inserts the cloak

that makes me choke 

called my extrovert t-shirt.

My extrovert t-shirt 

drains me, 

and makes me flee

with isolated needs.

I feel set free creatively,

and grateful for the outlet aggressively.

This is me, hanging on faithfully 

in love, because God taught me

to rise above, 

and hide in 

His Sacred Dove.

People overwhelm me

but I love them, and pray

in today for all to be set free

like me so we can be better 

together in unity as a godly community.

Love Crysta 💋

Wasteland

Me

I am free.

I let go of 

the ugly show

completely.

I’m set free

to see that 

he will never be

what God 

keeps showing me.

He

He doesn’t want to see

truth, found in biblical proof.

He wants to be aloof;

there’s no use to showing 

his growing ruse of abuse.

The mean, lean, and glean

facade and mirage

of the wasteland, 

in this dry bones quicksand, 

will never be better together; 

or harmony in the two hues

that’s not God’s True.

He wears and swears

in empty love, not 

found bound from Above. 

In the sin not win 

wedding rings that sting.

This no holy 

matrimony is phony.

He’s lonely,

depressed,

compressed, and 

married by name only.

She

She’s lonely and phony.

She swallows hallow 

foul vowel bowels

that’s an ugly backwards hat,

in the spat of ungodly, to allow 

weirdly sibling love worldly:

from the wrong wedding bows.

She’s a missus that reminisces.

In the decay’s of yesterday’s

because today is not her way.

She rewinds time to find,

the love not from Above 

replays in her mind.

She’s radiated rust 

combusted from faded lust.

She sexually dated 

and awaited to castrate, 

the he she’s now 

in the bow of marry.

Vulnerability can be lonely, 

especially if worldly is the view only.

She is married to a he 

that sees worldly like she.

She likes the spikes of 

being hiked in worldly.

She chooses to 

use the fuse of godly broadly.

She’s a salesman 

that sexually traded in sin,

for the ungodly 

hit it and quit it misfit win.

Me

I see clearly.

I’m away from 

that chaotic decay,

to not sin with no godly win 

in the building 

with no godly wings;

with coupling pairs that wear 

wedding rings, which truly sting.

That building with no godly wings, 

is a wasteland in dry bones quicksand.

Full of bull human false prophets, 

who made it hobbit; and  

worldly form to conform,

instead of godly transformed. 

In the sin to never win,

by the lies that hide pride inside.

Popularity is the worldly insincerity. 

The kool-aid black tees 

were the robotic routines.

I choose to lose the world

boldly, not coldly maturely.

He

He rejects God’s truth

to be aloof from biblical proof.

He wants to be confused,

to play the ruse of abuse;

in immaturity, 

because he’s lonely. 

And thinks by sinking 

in drinking phony.

He has no accountability, 

so how can he see maturely?

He doesn’t understand 

that sexual dating is quicksand;

that leads to many wrong 

and strong throng weeds,

that make the stake on fake

awake and shake in broken need.

He doesn’t want to see

he isn’t walking godly.

He doesn’t want supernaturally 

just broken token tangibility

with this she who’s worldly like he.

Talking godly isn’t walking godly.

Love is an action word.

He doesn’t know love,

so how can he grow by Above?

Stagnancy is his galaxy

of control in his one man patrol

in the hiss

and diss from the poisonous kiss

cancerous chaotic show;

where it’s time to go and glow.

But he doesn’t want to know. 

Money is his guarantee honey.

That he doesn’t want to let go of.

She

She doesn’t want to be seen 

as a sister in her missus routine.

She flees with the enemy

with a husband 

who treats her like a teen,

not a queen that 

fights in no light worldly.

To offset the supernatural reset 

of God-ordained only.

What’s done in the dark 

comes to light by godly might.

She’s married and it isn’t godly.

“Whoso findeth 

a wife findeth a good thing, 

and obtaineth favour of the Lord.”

‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭18:22‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Is biblical words of truth.

She didn’t want to wait 

and rushed in 

this combusted lust,

by leading and 

internally bleeding

by creeping and 

cheating herself.

She skipped courted 

and being waited on. 

A man takes the lead 

from a woman’s actions.

She led by drunken dread 

planting weeds,

that now make her bleed 

with broken need internally.

“Be not deceived; 

God is not mocked: 

for whatsoever a man soweth, 

that shall he also reap.”

‭‭Galatians‬ ‭6:7‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Me

If we as Your Chosen 

choose fast tracks,

then the quick decision 

will show the positions 

is a rewind of the mind

over time. 

Jesus took thirty years 

to prepare for His Calling.

I took thirty-one 

before my choice was His Voice. 

I decided to no longer be stronger 

in lies that make my stake 

in fake break me to die inside;

because of sinning not winning pride.

I chose to lose 

the world on the fourth month, 

of the year two thousand fourteen.

Jesus took three additional years,

to walk His Calling

before His Powerful 

Midnight Hour Encounter with God 

in the Garden of Gethsemane. 

Jesus later died

on the Cross of Calvary; 

so I can finally be set free.

I choose to see godly.

I choose to lose 

the ruse of world: 

boldly not coldly maturely.

I choose to believe 

and achieve in faith,

the wasteland in quicksand; 

will supernaturally pour water

in your perfect timing God.

With you it’s never too late.

I choose to eject 

and reject my flesh god facades.

I choose to walk this talk 

your way in today; 

because I say yes to Your Obey.

I choose to continue 

to pray for your chosen

lost, and stuck in the rut 

of the decay’s in yesterday’s.

In your timing Lord

all of humanity will 

choose to be set free

faithfully, because we are 

one nation of humanity through humility.

Wasteland in quicksand

will never be bigger

than your Kingdom Band:

Three Strands.

“Two are better than one; 

because they have 

a good reward for their labour. 

For if they fall, 

the one will lift up his fellow: 

but woe to him 

that is alone when he falleth; 

for he hath not another to help him up. 

Again, if two lie together, 

then they have heat: 

but how can one be warm alone? 

And if one prevail against him, 

two shall withstand him; 

and a threefold cord is not quickly broken.”

‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭4:9-12‬ ‭KJV‬‬


Listen 

Father God,

I acknowledge the current reality in this manmade galaxy, this daughter of yours has position herself from manipulation in secretive stipulations, this daughter of yours suffocatingly swells and dwells. This is not about me or what you keep supernaturally showing what’s to be. 

God, this daughter of yours is severely drowning in the lies she’s no longer stronger to hide inside. This daughter of yours is in a legal ruse, she fought to be caught in and is now a mrs. from her wrong bow. This daughter of yours allowed the making of ungodly sinning not winning, matrimonial stake of fake break and make this daughter of yours die inside; by the secretive hallow swallows, this daughter follows for a marriage that is a worldly savage. 

“Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come, who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness, and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts: and then shall every man have praise of God.” 1 Corinthians‬ ‭4:5‬ ‭KJV‬‬

This marriage your daughter is in, is a result of an ungodly cult of false prophets who designed to make it hobbit, by rejecting and neglecting His Alignment: to be saints on many assignments. the enemy will always choose to never make humans better together. wrong marriages are savages. wrong marriages are a fall in the pitfalls by the decays of yesterday’s; to never be better together in the gift of the switch: Obeying Today. Godly unity is a community of humanity through humility, maturity, and accountability. 

This daughter had a law of average tunnel vision, like an aggressive salesman to be the she who findeth a he, but biblically you say God to obtain Holy Matrimony and Your Ordained Favor:

“Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the Lord.” Proverbs‬ ‭18:22‬ ‭KJV‬‬

In Genesis the man in chapter two was put to deep sleep of stillness and rest, because that was the only time God was able to move and create the woman made JUST for this man: from his rib from his ribcage. This daughter of yours rejects and neglects Your Prospect. This daughter of yours is apart of a fast track story where biblically that will never create the space of your glory. This daughter settled to be a cheap creep where the man she now legally stands in quicksand with, created the rules; but no one knew about these two hues [for so long.] 

These two had time to rewind minds to accept, not reject the wrong and strong throng of fun in no godly sun in sin city. To this day these two are not your three strands true. A woman cannot pick a man to be hers, only God writes love story’s. Only God is love. Flesh is sex, flesh is weak, flesh is bondages and brokenness. Flesh is lust. Flesh is ashes to ashes and dust to dust. Humans are flesh. 

“And the rib, which the Lord God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man.” Genesis‬ ‭2:22‬ ‭KJV‬‬

What this daughter of yours did instead, was cultivate a toxic, robotic, and chaotic drunken state; filled with no Godly Gills and heavy lead of dread. This daughter was walking in a talking secretive cheap thrill by drunken chills pressing up aggressively on the man she now stands in two strands quicksand. This daughter planted wrong weed seeds that now make her bleed, and silenced the alliance of His Voice; because the restlessness was the flesh god facade choice. This daughter was afraid to stop being secretly seen by this man she now legally landed in a marriage of quicksand. Secrets aren’t godly. This daughter didn’t fight for the light of your might, because this man she stands in quicksand with was more important. Anything more important than you God is an idol. God you remove idols because you are a jealous God. You are a God that doesn’t take your name being used in vain lightly.

“Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me; And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain; for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh his name in vain.” Exodus‬ ‭20:5-7‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Generational curses are so real, that humans on this planet do not take them seriously enough. Humans cannot write their own love story. Only God can. These two wrote their own love story. As time goes on the level of awkwardness increases between these two wrong hues with this daughter of yours and that man. That man was more important than you God for this daughter of yours. Isolation doesn’t remove the worldly groove of your truth by biblical proof: these two do not have you God in their two strand quicksand marriage. Two strands will never be three strands or your Kingdom Band. Time increasing is not releasing you’re not in this worldly union, no matter how many humans support these two: no one is bigger than you God. Every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess, that Jesus Christ is Lord. 

“Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” Philippians‬ ‭2:9-11‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Marriage is a ministry of two flesh becoming one to edify and magnify Emmanuel: God with us. Only what God puts together no man can separate. Not what humans put together for other humans. That’s worldly under the ruse of godly, which isn’t the works of God and never will be no matter what humans want other humans to see. 

“And they twain shall be one flesh: so then they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.” Mark‬ ‭10:8-9‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Chapter thirteen in the first book of Corinthians is our biblical blueprint of love waiting. Jesus Christ dying on the Cross of Calvary is another clear blueprint you God want all humans to embody. All humans are your chosen, because you made humans in your perfect image. Jesus Christ died for future, past, and present sins. Jesus paid the guilty price of all sins of this planet as an innocent humbled man. God loved us so much, his only begotten son died so that we may all live. This love shown in actions by the purest form: sacrificially. Nothing about this daughter’s moves showcases what she has with this man is biblical love. 

What’s been displayed by this daughter of yours is a worldly and broken interpretation, of sex clouding the voice of God; which caused the ruse that premarital sex is love for this daughter of yours. Premarital sex is lust that’s combusted rust, which eventually fades. This daughter secretly dated this man with sexual relations, and that is not godly. Jesus didn’t secretly die on the Cross of Calvary for us. Jesus prepared for the greatest form of love for thirty years, and walked His Calling for three more additional years before dying; so that we may all live. True love takes time. We have to be patient in order to show someone we love them. Love is patience in the waiting. That’s the only way you show true love. Jesus prepared for thirty years. 

True love is not done in four months, or a fast track from dating to marriage. Unfortunately what this daughter of yours experienced before the current title of mrs. This hiss and diss isn’t biblical, it’s worldly. Anything started wrong without God will continue to be wrong without God; until this daughter of yours is still enough to listen to truth, and not reject biblical proof. Rushing into a marriage doesn’t change what God prearranged, and that’s what this daughter of yours did God. There’s a difference between telling God a prayer then moving, and waiting on God regarding a prayer. Discernment, stillness and waiting is godly. Rushing is restlessness and that is ungodly.

Marriage cannot be a bandaid that heals what’s broken inside. Marriage doesn’t fix or hide lies. Marriage is not a fiscal loophole to avoid the godly pruning process in the wilderness of salvation. Money cannot replace the space of empty. Only Jesus can. If we as saints on assignments do not individually fight for alignment, rushing into a marriage just makes all the ungodly sweeping we do in creeping, to hide what’s inside more messy. This daughter of yours is in a messy marriage. Now, after a wrong bow marriage another human is involved with this daughter of yours internal messy. That’s why the Bible says seek first the kingdom of God, then all else falls in place. We must fix our eyes on today to stay in His Obey, and not get caught up in hiccups of decays in yesterday’s like this daughter of yours, and this man she’s now in quicksand with did.

“But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.” Matthew‬ ‭6:33-34‬ ‭KJV‬‬

God is not a liar. The promises that God created in each of us shall come to pass in His Perfect Timing. Whether humans Obey or not, God’s Will shall be done. Every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess to God.

“For it is written, As I live, saith the Lord, every knee shall bow to me, and every tongue shall confess to God.” Romans‬ ‭14:11‬ ‭KJV‬‬

The book of Jeremiah is about the endurance of patience. Waiting over seventy plus years for God’s Promises is godly. Sarai and Abram waited 90 and 100 years respectfully, before the promise of Isaac arrived. This is also godly. This daughter never waited, and rushed into a marriage after sexually dating this man for four months. Sexual dating is not biblical. Only God can prepare us for the next glory, rushing into a role doesn’t make us prepared, and cannot prepare us if God didn’t reach or teach us. This daughter thought she could skip her pruning process. 

This daughter of yours God, rushed into a role called wife, which causes much strife because she wasn’t prepared by you: the hue that’s only true. This daughter of yours thought she could out god you God, like many of Your Chosen believe. This god complex isn’t new. It’s all over the Bible. This going ahead of you is also all over the Bible too God. These moves and ending of rushing ahead of you are the same God. 

God’s children must learn true surrender to you God is trusting without borders, and letting go of everything that we as man fight with no light to stand in quicksand. Trusting you God takes a deep level of disciplined discernment, stillness, listening, and prayer. This maturation takes time. To listen to you God takes time. Far longer than four months. Nothing worth having comes easy. And there are no shortcuts or fast tracks to true love. God is true love. True love is only found bound from Above. We must be slow to speak. We must do everything in love, and be aggressive to protect God’s Business.

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. Of his own will begat he us with the word of truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of his creatures. Wherefore, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath: For the wrath of man worketh not the righteousness of God. Wherefore lay apart all filthiness and superfluity of naughtiness, and receive with meekness the engrafted word, which is able to save your souls.” James‬ ‭1:17-21‬ ‭KJV‬‬

So God I intentionally lift my sword in love for this daughter of yours to encounter your Holy Spirit like never before, where your love pierces her soul where she never doubts true love ever again. I lift my sword for this daughter of yours to finally see who she’s made to be: set free godly. I will continue to choose to lose the ruse of the world boldly not coldly, because I’m a saint on many assignments. There is purity in the security of Your Unity for all of humanity to be set free, and be a community godly: finally. Thank you Holy Spirit. In the blood of Jesus, your will be done. Thank you God for making love cover a multitude of sins. 

Amen