TIME TICKER

Walking along the way
Enjoying the company every day
Careful to never take for granted
That time is slightly slanted
...to tick

Click, click, was that a hicc UP

Wait, no...what!?!
It can NOT
   be true
I never noticed
That time had voted
  To bring you new

opportunity

      without

             me

No one asked me
No one cared to see
If I was done being
If I was done with needing
      
    your presence
        the intoxicating joy
              of your perfect essence

just.....gone...

It's over......you grew
Time tricked and ticked,
     then
          clicked you
Out of my nurturing ground
Without so much as a sound
Of warning

How can I rejoice in your growth
When you have built your own boat
With the tools I gave you from my shed
I knew you would leave one day
But never could I have imagined in the way
You left the home where I had provided a nice bed

    to be at peace

It's that stupid time ticker
That takes the clicker
And runs you past the place
Where intimacy shares
And LOVE fully cares
In the moment of empty space


Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-27-2018

BITING BITTERNESS

I am sooo tired
Walk, walk, walk
Each step taking its toll
I'm weary of hope
Setting a new image
To press me toward a goal

What is it all about
What is the point
Suffering, buffering
.....WHAT...my lord???

Isn't it enough
That I gave my life
In your service
No one would want
A life of sorrow
A child doesn't deserve THIS

What about the lofty
Who claim you too
Shall I JUDGE 
...Me....THEM...I hate!!!

Wait, what!?!
I hate, yes, I hate
This bitter taste
At least in captivity
I had enough sweet...things
I could afford to waste
......moments

No way! this can NOT be 
      my life...........I'm trudging IN death

I have to ask
When will it be over
Am I really coming through
What awaits me
The paradise of my mind
Or....just you

All this suffering
Has made you small
I don't serve a BIG god
Maybe you were tiny
And my heart lies open
In this desert.....
      ..............you have REQUIRED.....yes, REQUIRED...me to trod

..............I HATE plan B....stupid, ignorant woman of fallen man.....

You brought us the required blood of your man
Though I am far from grateful, NOW, it is a full-proof plan

....to get the IDEA of LACK....out of me

My GOD, HELP ME, FORGIVE ME
............as I enter, fully, into the bitterness of soul
Knowing that you WILLING gave up GLORY to walk me into (w)Hole (i)ness.

Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-13-2018

UNVEILING THE UNINVITED

The Banquet Hall is adorned
With the essence of purity
White as transparent as a ray
        of Eternal Light
Every movement reveals
Facets of His great LOVE
Every sound vibrates
       the floating souls

Present and accounted
......as.....

                        ~The Sacred Ones~

No one speaks
No one moves
As they are gathered
In a place
............ONLY DADDY GOD can go....

Who are they
Why does their place seem...off limits
More holy than a seat at the table
.....so they are uninvited

....more like....appointed...chosen, positioned...

NOOOOOO!!!!

They are martyrs, an offering for the Bride

Jesus, too, offered up, the souls of the sacred,

....freedom isn't free!
..........LOVE costs more dearly than anything in this life or the life to come

We are going to a celebration,
That The Sacred Ones paid for...in blood.

Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-12-2018

Note: Let us be sober-minded, most especially, reverent about LOVE. Daddy God gave His all...His one and only son. Those who are "Sacred Ones," give up their lives freely, because they KNOW LOVE, and hold HIM in a HOLY PLACE that is immovable.

ZION'S CHILDREN

You came to me in the night

Perceiving my heart's desire

My candle for you, still lit

But no roaring fire

...monotony...

You speak, I listen

You command, I yield

"Can't you see, I'm barren

There's no fruit in my field!"

...UGH...

Promises made to me

Witnesses present to attest

Your LOVE is grand

But I can't rest

...with LACK.....GIVE IT BACK...

....take, took, taken

      ....all my goods, gathered

           .....and bakin'

    .........................IN the OVENS of ENTITLED WOMEN.........

.....ccccccccccccRRRRRRRRRRaaaaaaa

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                                                             K

"My LOVE, did you hear?

There is no heart to embrace

Shattered sea glass lies

On the bed of your grace

.....I have nothing left to give...."

Looking back at that time

Never, not once...did I see

All you gave up for self

In order to be near...ME!?!

....but, I didn't choose YOU...

Like "The Giving Tree"

You gave me your all, and I took

Til barrenness lined your fields

And I just never wanted to look

....to know

       .........my humanity

                     .........in light of your LOVE

Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-09-2018

VICTORY VIGIL

He paces the floor
Waiting for a word
But the silence is deafening
Only his anxiety being heard

What is to come
What will be of this world
Who in their right mind
Would have a warrior be a girl

....a man...it's gotta be a man...

False prophets speak of events
Circumstance come and go with the wind
No one is speaking of hope
Just everything coming to a fiery end

Wait a minute...
I'm sure His book says...contradiction
Who can make sense out of
Blathering prophecy disguised as prediction

....women are the problem....yes...indeed

Men are straight forward
Without manipulation and bending to fit
Men don't argue and moan
They take what they get

We were doing fine
Til women were given a voice
No one wants to hear about
The right of men to have "secret" choice

....stupid ignorance...just shUT UP ALREADY!!!

The countdown has begun...3...2...WON!!!!

Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-04-2018