The Warrior of Truth

Warrior of Truth
The thunder struck with purpose, announcing her entrance, as she walked in  her doorstep triumphantly. The lightning streaked across the northern sky, filling the night with light. The rain was coming down very heavy with voices that said "win" with every drop. She stepped inside to get out of the inclimate weather.
She has won many battles and this was just one more.  Usually there were no great celebrations, where the  victors would tell the tales of  military engagement. Many times she walked alone. She was a service person in the air force, but it had nothing to do with that, she  was a warrior of truth. She always engaged the enemy in the Spirit. She did not hesitate when it came to doing the Lord's work. She considered it her honor. She was never afraid of the enemy. He taunted her all of her life. Many times he tried to destroy her from the inside out. He tried cutting her down long before she developed. Every trial and every test only made her stronger. When I met her, she always showed forth praises unto God. She was a called worshipper. She gained much strength during her time with the Lord, which was usually all day long. She always had praise and worship music playing in her ear. She was always thanking the Lord. There were many times her coworkers would rail against her. God would always come to her rescue.
There was a time that the Prayer Warrior invited me into her time with the Lord. To her surprise and to mine also. We worshipped together. It was spectacular. We flowed in the Spirit like a stream of water flowing around the throne of God. It was surprising to her. She couldn't believe God allowed me to be part of her worship with him. We became twins. We prayed together. We sang songs unto the Lord. We prayed for each other. We compared bible notes. She is also one of the greatest writers I know. I loved reading what God would speak to her heart. There were times when I wanted to write like her. She declared the truth of God's love. She spoke from the library of heaven.
In Indianapolis Indiana, I became her assistant, as I witness her battle against the maniacal underground forces. The demonic activity was great in this city. The underworld waged a great war against the churches. She stood in the place of the arch of the church, it was the only remaining structure left of the demolished building
She laughed the enemy to scorn, as she rebuked their activity, the activity that allowed the building to be demolished. When she laugh, the atmosphere shifted. Heaven now focused it's attention to the place of demonic opposition. As cars passed by, the passengers cheered. Perhaps they sensed a change.
This is one of many stories of my friend,
Alison the Warrior of Truth.

Love (Friendship) Without A Mask

Love (Friendship) Without A Mask

To my Friend, Warrior of Truth (my blessing);


I refuse to speak against you.
I refuse to even see you in an evil light.

Teeth and tongue learn to share the same space, yet every once in a while, teeth will bite tongue and hurt the whole body. Oh my what pain that causes.

No one is going to get along always.
No one will ever agree all the time.
As friendship is a sustainer when times are strained,
So God directs us in to different places of learning that we may know his  power in love.

When friends grow apart it is not growth.
When friends grow weary of each other it is not growth.
Growth is to know that the illusions of life seem real, but they are not.
Growth is better determined by the love we share, not as lovers but as friends.

The true measure of love is not a stomach of butterflies or starry eyes.
It is care and concern that no one else can or will give, but is given because we know it is the right thing to do and it is God's purpose for us.
Those who seek out the  fairytale love, will always live in fantasy. Those who seek to fulfill God's destiny will always be full.

You and I are God's creation and to be regarded as beautiful.
If we allow "over thinking" to rule, then God's purpose in us will never be served.

Heaven is the place of Gods purpose.
Earth is the place where God's purpose is manifested.
When we pray, we pray God's desire to be fulfilled in us.
There are times when his will and our desires do not align. We must trust him to know what is best.

I never sought physical love, while it is good, it is a deceiver,
I never sought wealth or riches, for they are deceivers also.
I want what David had with Johnathan, love that surpass that of physical love.
God is forever blessed when we delight in him.

For some, they believe it to be in a church service. We do not live in a church building we live in him. For some it is the music, prayer and praise offered up to him. The greatest offering I can give, is me. Somewhere it is called a reasonable service.
When I give me, it cannot be the junk that I have acquired here on this Terra firma. It must be without spot or blemish.  Or it is rejected by a just and sovereign God.

When giving love to one another it must be without dissimulation. (a hidden agenda). Some will show only the part of themselves that they want the other one to see. That is pure deception. They will put best foot forward. This too, is deception because the real person is never known until it is too late. That is a foundation built on a false premise. Like cracks in a foundation, the building can never have the value it should. As long as that fault exists the building is faulty.


Friendship is more than just words. It is words put into action. Friendship can be weighted and one- sided at times, very much like a balance. There are times when one is up and the other one is down. There are times when one carries another but that is not the rule, that is the exception. Friendship is God's gift to us.

The Old Tree

We never miss something until it's completely away from us.

Why is that?

Is it that we assume that it will be with us always?

Much like time it soon passes us by, before we know it, it is gone.

Concerning my uncles and aunts respectively:

I can still hear your voices in proper southern american dialect. I see your faces that gleamed at every family gathering as you carried yourself with dignity honor and respect.
Melvira, Eugenia (Jean), Fredna, Ethel, William-Taft, and
Wilbert (Brother).
Elmira and Clara whom I never got the chance to meet.

You were my mother's brothers and sisters.

We were all told the old stories of a depressed south, but the joy and laughter you found in one another. We listened to your talks about how being family got you through.
We could always come to each one of you for help and advice. We could always chat and laugh about everything.

You made sure we had what we needed when we needed it. If you knew about anything, you would share it. You all learned skills that gave you a lifetime of work. And you had the stories of your many adventures and your good times.
And the stories still live on.

We are carrying our legacy of family and devotion. We are doing what we learned from you. We have the roots and branches that extends the family tree. We grow, we therefore grow into the great tree knowing those who follow us will remember where we came from.

Respectively submitted,
Wilbert

Insatiable Longing Given To God

To the love I always wanted

to the love I never got

 

The love that I always needed

This is love I give to God

 

We all work hard we gave love a try But somehow it all turned to nought

I don't know if I found it hard to give and to receive but Lord Jesus I give you my whole heart

 

It is not mine to blame human frailty up on the flesh

It is not mine to complain because

everyone of you were the best

 

Perhaps we all got placed into a callous maze

Perhaps we got stuck in a timeless space

 

Perhaps it was neither the time or it was not in the right place

Perhaps we were both getting through a seasonal daze

A Verse To My Small Children

On Father's Day
My gift to you

Don't be afraid to come to me
With whatever's on your mind.

I promise an open heart and ear
And it is what you will always find.

 

Your thoughts are important to me and mean the world to me.

It is because you are my gift from God,
And I want to see you fulfill your destiny.

 

I laid my hands on you and blessed you when you were small.

 

That your talents would take you before kings,
you will be known to all.

 

Ikia Shavionne, McKinley Alexander-Caleb

Seth Emmanuel-Barnett

 

You were named to be great
And this you must not forget.

 

When you need someone to talk
Or someone just to listen

I'm always a phone call away
You are not an imposition.

 

Speak to me your thoughts
Share with me your fears.

 

Don't be afraid to come to me
I'll be there to wipe away your tears.

 

Don't be afraid to come to me
Whether we smile or laugh.

 

I will feel your good and bad
This we will always have.

 

Your father,

A Promise Made Is A Promise Kept

A promise with no vision of the future is not a promise.
It is just empty and vain words.
It is just saying words that sound good coming from your lips. (people do that you know)
Before you make a promise you should think about the future of that promise. Do not just jump in because you are feeling good. Say if you need more time. Consider also if you are being coerced to be imprisoned by your own words.

Growing up in my small town,the words, "I promise" became a non effective promise. You would hear the words "I swear to God" to make it have some weight. Some would go further and say, "I swear on my mother's grave". It was saying, I promise with all that I am and all that is dear to me, including let my mother die if I'm not telling the truth. Probably it was a little strong for a kid to say that then, but sometimes the other person would demand it.
Maybe thirty years before that people would ask, do you promise? And the other person would say, "my word is my bond". And they would shake hands and go about their way.
Bishop Charles Henry Taliefero told me years ago, should a man formally proposed to a woman, he could not back out of the marriage promise. If he did, his name was mud wherever he went from that time on. One of the disciplinary actions he received was, he could not ever marry until he straightened it out with the formally intended. In a small sense he wore the scarlet letter.

A promise could not be empty or vain words.
In present times, promises seem to carry no weight at all.
Seems like anyone can default on a promise now. It's just defaulting. When a person says I'll be at a certain place at a certain time, and arrives late he or she has broken their promise.
Sure, there are extenuating circumstances.
Nevertheless if you have it in your power to do what you promised then you must do it. You must do it with all of your might. It must be the primary thing.
Don't make a promise if you can't keep it. Or put a provision of extenuating circumstances in it.
The older church people in the day when I was young would say, "if the Lord wills", or "if the Lord says the same".

It is very important that we keep our word.
God always kept his word. Whatever he said, he did it. Whatever he spoke he brought it to pass. The promise that he would redeem the world from the fall of Adam. There is not a promise that God has spoken that he did or will not fulfill. In fact, word of promise that he spoke to others, his word is so strong that we can also stand on those words for ourselves. If we can find it in the word, we can apply it to our own situation. God's word goes out of his mouth and it does not return to him empty handed. God's word is held responsible by God himself. When God speaks everything of substance and none substance must obey. Which says his word is ever creative. It goes out and and accomplishes what it is sent to do. This is always an expectation and a demand for it to accomplish. This is the reason faith works. It is based upon the accomplishing word of God.

When reading the word of promise we must keep in mind not to just accent to it but to believe it because God the creator of all things spoke it outright or by the agency of a human being. Just as he said let there be and it was. The same word is a promise kept. Creative and promissory. It is continual. It stands on its own merits. It is the word of the only wise God.

In Regards To Micah David

I read a post on Facebook and I began to cry. A father loss his newborn of 14 days. He talked about this baby having to go through more struggles in 14 days of life, than many adults have to go through in years. He said if you see him and his wife tear up, know that they are not upset, but rejoicing. He said, we miss our son, but more  importantly, we trust God, for he cares for us and will bear our pain.
I don't know what it is to lose a son, but I do know what it is to stand in prayer for a family.
I wrote a little verse in regard to this circumstance.

Who Can?

Who can joy in these seasons?
Who can rejoice in these times?

Only those who have committed their cares to God.
Only those who trust in him when life is hard.

 

Who can trust God in these seasons?
Who can trust in God in these times?

Only those who can see beyond today's substance and plight.
Only those who give God their affairs and take on his might.

 

Who can love God in these seasons?
Who can love God in these times?

Only those who know that God has a  plan, and awaits his voice
Only those who with out a doubt let God fill their void

Many hearts cry out in bitter sadness.
Some will just sit and just wonder, why?

If we keep our minds stayed on him
he will give us peace, and peace of mind

 

Micah David McClendon, you appeared here on earth for a short while.
Now you are resting in the Savior's arms. And that brings peace to our smile.

Thank you Lord...

We will never forget his life.
We honor what God has done.

We will carry Micah David in our hearts.
We will always love our dear Son.

 

Who can give their son back to God?

Only those who can rejoice in, trust and love the Lord who gave life!