Realization

she came to the realization

that her mindset was damnation.

she came to the realization

that her views were a clouded narration.

she came to the realization

that her expectations were blinding sensations.

she came to the realization

that she wanted her way to stay in decay’s.

she came to the realization

that her yesterday’s were not today.

she repents for her defects and offense.

she’s sorry for the toxicity in her ideology.

she came to the realization

that the Cross of Calvary sets everyone free,

especially the he God says is for she who’s me.

she came to the realization

she made the he God says is for she who’s me

the Joseph in Genesis when he wasn’t called to be.

she came to the realization

that she assumed his maturity effortlessly,

which is unfair to the hinderances in his deliverance.

she came to the realization

it takes time to reject rewind in the mind.

she came to the realization

that beautiful souls that grow cold

will always be His Behold: His Way stays always.

she came to the realization

that she didn’t practice grace to grace

with the he God says is for she who’s me.

she came to the realization

she didn’t practice love and mercy,

but instead the dead lead of madder & sadder.

she came to the realization

she replayed the days not made to stay.

she came to the realization

she glances back in setbacks.

she came to the realization

seeing the he God says is for she who’s me

as stagflation limits the prosperity she’s called to be.

she came to the realization

he + He + her is God’s Stir for Activation in Salvation.

she came to the realization

their path is Kingdom Freedom Math.

she came to the realization

the scrutiny and mutiny in society

is limited to the sovereignty of God Almighty.

she came to the realization

she got tripped up in the hiccups

God divinely designed to align &

bring souls to the Light of Jesus Christ.

she came to the realization

she treated the purpose in God’s focus

like the setback expectations

and religions in the Book of Habakkuk

regarding the he God says is for she who’s me.

she came to the realization

she desires higher as His fighter and lighter.

she came to the realization

she lets go of all her ideologies,

because they’re misery in toxicity absently.

she came to the realization

she persecuted God’s son for being undone.

that’s a blinding throng of wrong

sinking in self-thinking, and not floating in hope.

she came to the realization

she’s her own jeopardy in leprosy

by feeding weeds of stagnancy blindly

regarding the he God says is for she who’s me.

she came to the realization

God’s Love changed she who is me

therefore God’s Love will change this he faithfully.

she came to the realization

this race is ran at God’s pace His way.

she came to the realization

she needs to be still and trust

her King that makes her soul sing

to do what He says He will do.

she came to the realization

she chooses to lose it all for His call.

Love she that scribes lines of poetry.

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Serving

I’m owning the moment to only focus on feeding my love language that I showcase love: acts of service. Acts of service is His way of creating me to show love to His humans through scribing my lines of poetry. I genuinely love serving humans, because it actually brings me great joy. I’m currently serving in a kindergarten class on the east side of New York, NY. I adore all those little souls so much. They make me laugh everyday. I also love serving on Sunday’s every week in the children’s ministry at my local church. I just joined another ministry: sisterhood that I’m excited to start on Sunday with some beautiful women that I’m growing deeper sisterhoods with. I’m passionate about unity and sisterhood, so I’m exactly where God needs me to be as His she that He set free, especially because He who lives in me is greater than he who lives in the world. (1 John 4:4) This scripture verse is growing to become one of my favorites as I draw closer to my King that makes my soul sing.

she’s done.

she doesn’t care about anything

pertaining to her.

she can’t fathom His Stir will ever occur

because the pause of His Cause is forever lost

to her that prefers this he + He + her to not happen.

too many strides in that best last first bite life

with the hype that has more cold loopholes

than ordained godly behold unfolds.

God’s he is very clever and witty

that the blind can’t see his toxicity clearly.

God dismantled the handle of her scandals.

God cancelled the toxicities in her ideologies.

God walked her through the breakthroughs

through her limited curfew to see His Virtue.

I don’t believe I want to get married or have children anymore. The world terrifies me. People are cruel and my heart can’t take anymore. I’ll be an emotional basket case giving birth to children that I cannot guarantee their health and safety? I’ll have a heart attack everyday probably. Being in this kindergarten class has opened my eyes to how hard being a parent is. My eyes are opened to how hard marriage is. My eyes are just opened and I’m rattled. Being single is so safe. My heart is protected and I can’t have an ulcer being someone’s mom. I’m okay with staying in this space God. Amen.

It doesn’t matter if God’s he is different,

because he’s fraudulent and belligerent.

God talked her by walking her from sins

to godly wins transforming from the norm

in abnormality by society’s conformity.

The habitual rituals in the contingency

in popularity is a barbiturate hinderance.

God’s he was all about this fast lane lame way.

There’s deliverance in obedience and stillness.

two different souls that don’t see the same land.

God’s he chooses quicksand.

God’s her chooses the deliverance.

Yesterday bestie my jelly and I (I’m her peanut butter :)) got into a tiff that excited me! For one, I didn’t become incredible hulkita (that’s my version for she’s and her’s.) I was really mature about her roundabout way of me trying to figure out what the heck she was rambling about. Bestie jelly, aka Jojo* wasn’t in the greatest mood yesterday but glory to God in the highest that she walked through revelations last night that freed her on a deeper level. I’m really proud to call her sister and bestie. We’ve come a very long way in our sisterhood where we can have healthy disagreements now. I don’t snap, I don’t walk away, and instead I am prayerfully patient to the best of my ability by the submission of the Holy Spirit. She does have the ability to get under my skin, and I have the same ability as well. However, we are both evolving to be better. There’s peace and harmony in unity.

she thinks her King that makes her soul sing

is attempting to correct what she neglected

by pressing resume on His Select.

she created the space of grace to grace her way.

she didn’t consult the authority or sovereignty of God.

all day there’s been details from Heaven that prevailed.

what she’s trying to cling to is not His Virtue.

Today’s devotional study this morning was such a sharpening, and eye opening revelations of me understanding there’s a time and a place for everything. This is my fourth year walking in rededication to fully walk with Jesus by serving with a 100% heart. I’m doing a few devotions currently. The devotional that pierced me is called “Kingdom do’s and don’ts: Disciple Makers Series,” and the words that forever changed my life are: “be careful not to correct something that God isn’t working on. God corrects two to three things at a time.” I was done with my whole existence to the point I reflected on every time I opened my mouth on things the Holy Spirit has revealed to me about others. I never in my life thought about praying on delivery, and if it’s even time yet to speak on what I’ve been shown until I read those words. I spent this entire Friday feeling done with being the human Crysta my way. I walked through work prayed up, but I was like okay Jesus you have to take the wheel, because I’m still reeling from that piercing this morning. As always God with us showed out, and covered me like He always does. I was serving with a faithful kingdom heart all thanks to my King that makes my soul sing.

she has expectations that aren’t His Dedications.

she’s serving her King that makes her soul sing.

she’s telling her King that she doesn’t want ready rings,

because they sting and aren’t His Safe Wings.

she sees He’s walking her through her pain

with godly gain which propels her well into her purpose.

she sees she clings to her temporary being forever.

she sees she’s willing her shelter is better.

she sees she’s willing single with no mingle.

she sees she’s fearful not full of hopeful faith.

she sees despite the strife at night.

she chooses to lose the world boldly not coldly

by being the Light of Jesus Christ to stand & fight.

she sees she’s growing in trust and humility.

she sees God calls the shots and holds the keys.

she sees she’ll just be in the moment serving.

Thanks for leading me to the amazing devotionals that you do Holy Trinity that set me free.

Love she that scribes lines of poetry.

Here’s a picture of another fav devo: Stronger than the Struggle. ❤️

*names changed for privacy purposes.

Chooses


she chooses to be

in the scene of grace to grace.

she chooses to lose me

in the space of her he to be we.

she chooses to be better together.

she chooses to embrace

she doesn’t want her he to face

the residuals that could be dirt that hurts.

she’s thankful for the visions in her provisions.

to walkthrough these healing revealing pieces

of her heart that made her fall apart.

she chooses to stick to the click

and see her he coming is her missing key.

she sees that he’s free faithfully.

the grace of God dismantled the scandal

of provoking evoking in choking empty confetti.

the grace of God ended the land of pretend.

the grace of God handles the scandals of

broken weeds that bleed by their canceling.

she chooses to see the deliberate deliverance.

she chooses to see pain is a platform of purpose.

the grace of God blesses her he with peace

that makes him breathe in ease thankfully.

the course of the calling of a rib to her ribcage

will always be the wave of God’s Stage.

she chooses to be reunited in the Light

with her he and her King that makes her soul sing.

she chooses to be

in the scene of grace to grace.

she chooses to lose me

in the space of her he to be we.

she chooses to be better together.

she chooses to trust that obedience is

the only allegiance where Jesus’ way stays always.

she chooses to maturely excuse her previews,

because they’re a layer of pale scales infused to lose.

she chooses to see her previews are toxicity

of relaying loops of refuse with no revival.

she chooses to let go of all modes of survival.

she chooses to be in the key of humility.

she chooses to see God is all over this testimony.

she chooses to see that God is making a way.

she chooses to see that her he is changing

into the great man that she saw four years ago.

she chooses to see this painful series is over.

she chooses to see God is writing a new beginning.

she chooses to be enthuse with these future tattoos.

she chooses to own her he is imprinted

for all eternity in the membrane of her veins.

she chooses to take a leap in God’s Stir:

he + He + her because love will always be

the scene that sets her free effortlessly.

she chooses to defuse the sadder of madder.

she chooses to defuse the disgrace of anger.

she chooses to defuse the belligerence in selfishness.

she chooses to infuse growing in love found Above.

she chooses to communicate by staying always.

she chooses to fight in the Light of Jesus Christ

with the he God says is for she who’s me.

she chooses to defuse the abused confuse and ruse.

she chooses to defuse the leprosy of the enemy.

she chooses to defuse the absence in stagnant.

she chooses to believe her he is free

from the contingency of popularity.

she chooses to believe her he is free

from the world boldly not coldly.

she chooses to be in love, grace, and mercy.

she chooses to be

in the scene of grace to grace.

she chooses to lose me

in the space of her he to be we.

she chooses to be better together.

he + He + her will always be God’s Stir.

Love she that scribes lines of poetry.