Freedom
How do I free up the land
I haven't any tools
To hold in my hand
Can't you just...
Wave a magic wand
Speak one of those WORDS
My salvation is founded on...
Awww....now we come to it...WORD
How do you suppose I was concieved
Shall Daddy God have natural seed
When it is written, GOD IS SPIRIT
And those who worship Him must worship Him
........in SPIRIT......and TRUTH
Meaning, leaning, gleaning, and all this confounded cleaning....
Speak clearly, my love
How shall I proceed
With snakes,spiders, and worms
Trying to take the lead
I'm tired before I've begun
Isn't it enough to see the SON
To feel the rain on my skin
Being naked to let it in
Little One, shall a surgeon
Crack open a head
Dive in to relieve
The condition of being dead
Pointless endeavors without patience
Always lead to running around a bush
Keeping ever busy
Bowing down to the pull and push
Patience is the key to love
The scalpel is your sword
The War is won
And the Battle is the Lord's
Oh, please, stop with the Jesus Mumbo Jumbo
None of that has made a dent in this mess
............NO!.....your position.......is the problem
"My God, have mercy on me....a sinner....I'm so afraid!"
Am I magic, my sweet child
How did I bring you to the ground
It was WORD spoken over territory
And your humility has been found
Do you see that your position
Puts you in intimate contact with connection
Where you can cut with patience
And embrace your rejection
But my Love, I've been rejected my whole life
By those who used me up and spit me out
Who, in their right mind
Would embrace rejection to show they are devout
Even down there, you still can't see
YOU aren't at the center of this work
Patience is the key to LOVE
Cutting every connection where FEAR lurks
Fear is no longer part of your life
As you have committed to LOVE
Nothing or noone
Can proceed, come before, be above
Wisdom is your authority
WORD is your only tool
Faith is your currency
And LOVE is who RULES
As LOVE's presence
Seemingly left me alone
I reminded myself
That LOVE is on my throne
So I took my tool
And began to speak over the black connection
Not allowing fear to speak
Through other's confession
I began to walk away.....
The gray matter thinned
As I took away fear's couch
With no place to lay
Fear's stance became a slouch
Courage, my little girl, gather your courage
All it took was experiencing the change
I began to allow LOVE to embody His beautiful name
"Help me, my Love, break up the fallow ground
Let the light of your Truth be the vibration that resounds
............in my garden."
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-17-2017
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