More Than Tears: Dedicated to Two Little Girls

Last night, I saw two little girls

Cling to one another as their

So-called "caretaker" loomed over them.

A loathsome patriarch of some sort,

This man exuded every despicable

Characteristic conceivable in humanity.

The girls cringed when he spoke,

And I saw the older cling to the younger,

Holding on to one another as he derided them.

I wanted to help you, sweet girls,

Your faces worn--not warm--

Your bodies frail under layers of clothing.

My heart bleeds for you, darling girls;

The world would write you off--you,

Statistically, have barely a chance without...

A miracle.  That's what I pray for you,

Both of you.  Nothing short of a miracle,

I pray you are spared from this fate worse than death.

Worse than death:  Your small bodies,

Invaded by adult force--now empty shells of you.  

Your precious minds seared by hell's flames.

Worse than death:  Your deflated spirits--

Before anyone should ever have lost hope;

You are children shipwrecked by a dim reality.

I heard you say that you were twelve,

Your sister, cowering with a speech impediment,

Couldn't have been past six, could she?

Oh, how I longed to speak to you--

But you didn't need to hear from me:

You needed someone to redeem you.

There I stood with my two girls,

Very blessed girls, very lovely girls,

And I wept for you, silently, wept.

I declare now, to you, to the heavens,

That I want to do more than just shed tears--

I am begging God to show me how to help you.

And how many more of you are there?

Two little girls have changed my world--

And how many more of you are there?

Those Moments When You KNOW

Breathe in, breathe out,

I feel my heart beat accelerate,

My body knows what my Spirit does:

There is CHANGE a'coming.

Blink my eyes, close them now,

Rest in the Knowledge that

Whatever Call He is making

Is coming soon now.

With each morning sunrise,

My breath is heavier, notably,

I feel the promise of each inhalation,

The power of each exhalation.

There is SOMETHING coming,

And He is sending it with His Spirit.

It's coming on The Wind to be delivered

At the Appointed Time.

I welcome, You, Lord; 

I welcome Your Spirit.

I welcome the Promise 

You are sending, even now.

Let it be, dear Jesus.

It's Time

It's time for renewed vision,

It's time to Hear a Word from God.

It's time to Step out in Faith

Knowing It Is Time.

I feel the oncoming Something,

Beckoning my Spirit to Action,

I feel my tingling legs, 

Ready to spring into Movement.

Yes, It Is Time.

I feel the Waves and Sense

The Tide coming In.

The moon has shifted,

The sky heralds CHANGE.

It's time for Reawakening,

It's time to Move with God.

It's time to Walk in Destiny--

I know It Is Time.

Yes, It Is Time.