Men of Folly

Men of Folly

Why do men say I pray for you – Keep in touch – Go in God – When in their hearts they distance themselves away from me While looking in my face Thinking they hide with insincere rhetoric on the fringes of guilt I discern in their voice and even in their written words Emotionally immature standing in giant shoes of spirituality They only wrong themselves again and again For when they do such things They do it unto Christ the King I’ll not be blind Nor will I co-sign such sad fate Of prisoners held by chains of fear Such deeds will not offend me for I am free From my own insecurities God forbid that I should be bound by the bound Only to be held down from arising to ceaseless joy Found in fulfilling the will that heaven has ordained for my life I am filled with only prayers that such men would see It is not them or me but the enemy Who would keep us from a fellowship of faith That enables us to graduate to a newness of wonder Beyond the comfort zones of religion Created by systemic algorithms rooted in self-righteousness An abyss of demonic enchantments That rob us of glorious adventure Given by God to each of us for His purpose Purpose that demands each of us to shift to greatness To face our insecurities To reject that thief whose wiles Has taken captive the masses of mankind The devil be rebuked in Jesus Name! Oh God set us men free from from the false narrative Of the pride that whispers...
Enough

Enough

Body hunched Bones groan People walk stiffly not swiftly Yet they’re not old Devour the lie we’ve all been sold Face illuminated day and night By manmade light. Somewhere in between sleepy and awake This reality we trying to shake How sick will we become? And just how gruff? Who will call our bluff?   Yearn to venture outta the 5G bubble That’s trapping us into a world o’ trouble Before we drop that tiny thing That piece of metal got us In a sling How sick will we become? And just how gruff? It’s gotten kinda ruff.   Find the bridge… Walk right into the forest Learning to live like those before us Leaning up into the sun Real healing has begun Air is clean and communities, warm Here, even bees still swarm. Fruit trees full blooming and bodies not troubled Now our understanding’s doubled.   Until then, Just how sick will we become, And how gruff? Before we say, Enough.”   Angela lives in the beautiful state of California where she is a Massage Therapist. She journals and also choreographs dance. She accepted Christ over a decade ago and continues her pursuit after the heart of God through the performing arts of poetry, dance and health. Share this:FacebookLinkedInTwitterTumblrLike this:Like...
A Position of Faith for 2018

A Position of Faith for 2018

Faith cannot be developed in a fishbowl. It requires stepping out into the unknown – releasing the familiar in order to embrace the miracle that faith alone can give birth to. It is putting everything on the altar of the common to experience the uncommon kindness of God.  Faith is putting the needs of others before yours, knowing that when you do, you serve God and He will never be in-debt to anyone. He will restore you 30, 60, and 100 fold – according to your faith. The above paragraph expresses the very core of my being. It is why I decided to ride my bike throughout America. I’m in search of the miracle that only faith alone can give birth to. I just wasn’t satisfied doing the predictable, which is to stay in the arena of what I know and fail to have a revelation of what God knows. I put many things on hold – even in the midst of struggling with personal debt, the emotional processes of being healed from scars on my heart from past experiences from others but moreso from myself.  I just flat out refused to be forced into the systemic default response to these issues. We all have them. The just show up in different ways. They stare at us and dare us to step out of their grip by faith! It’s as if they have rights on my mind, on my heart, and on my will. They use phrases like, “you have to pay your bills,” “you have to have a place to live,” “you have to eat,” you have to...
Who Are Your Friends?  Really…

Who Are Your Friends? Really…

Nine days into my “Shift to Greatness Bike Trek,” I’m discovering something about myself that has confirmed what I knew deep inside to be true.  The fact that I, like most, roam around people who share common ideas, beliefs and political views, and that I knew “where” most of my friends would be found. I even knew “what” they might believe and especially “who” they would more than likely vote for. Despite all this, I still believed there were so many more people who had richness of experiences to offer me – if I would be willing to part from my own comfort zone based on a faulty narrative that was actually rooted in my own self-righteousness. The truth is, I don’t think we ever outgrow the deep desire of wanting friends and wanting to believe the friends we have are – friends. Because we live in such polarized times, friendship has become more complicated than ever. We’ve allowed the “god” of politics or religion to override the volition of choice that gives us the freedom of will to connect with people, to have conversation, to enjoy discourse and even to disagree with civility and respect. I’m afraid those days are gone and they won’t ever be coming back as a societal reality.  It will take a radical departure – on a personal level – from the deep dark divide that is taking a hard grip on the hearts of Americans. However, not all of the divide is necessarily “dark.” I’m concerned that an “angel of light” has even deceived many into thinking that their ideology, political smarts and...
The Silence Is Speaking

The Silence Is Speaking

When the white noise is gone, you can hear. I mean – you can really hear. Many times what you hear is nothing but complete silence and it can be pretty challenging. However, the silence is speaking and if you really want to know the truth about yourself – and the truth means no harm – there is no other way to get it but through quieting the noise in your life. The truth only wants to set you free. From the day I started riding my bike from Las Vegas to Washington, DC, I have not listened to my favorite music channels on Pandora or any station. As I pump my legs covering on average 30 miles per day, I’m listening to the wind and waiting for God’s still small voice to speak to me. While in Lake Havasu City, AZ in my tent preparing to leave this morning, I did listen to a little music. I immediately missed the silence. I have not watched the news or read any “Breaking News” editorials at length until tonight by watching Tucker Carson for about 30 minutes. In fact, I unsubscribed from practically all my “YouTube” Channels that provided daily updates on all that is going on. As soon as I see or read something about what’s happening, it interferes with what I’ve been hearing lately – silence.   The noise creates  a void That paralyzes my knowing     The noise knows nothing of me Is never speaking to me Is only using my soul, my spirit, my mind To transmit its message to others around me I remain...
Why am I doing this?

Why am I doing this?

I’m well within second day of the Shift to Greatness Bike Trek. The question people are asking me now is ‘Why are you doing this?’ It’s a good question. In fact, I’ve been asking God the same question. My first self cook meal. Tried to make it to searchlight NV. Too far and I need food. You do what’s necessary to Shift to Greatness. Headed to DC on my bike!  This morning without thinking I said to myself ‘I don’t want to live, I want to die.’ I know how that sounds, but what I meant was that I don’t want to live to me, I want to die to Christ so that I can really live. I guess I really understood what the Apostle Paul was getting at in Philippians when he said ‘For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.’ After scratching up my chin in the dark last night falling off my bike (thank God it was on soft sand), breaking my kickstand, and with the stars looking down upon me the thought ‘What am I doing?’ crossed my mind. I’ll admit I kind of heard God chuckling behind the veil of darkness. However, I’m assured of His pleasure in my faith. Ask yourself a question, ‘What is your passion?’ So what. You have a ticket to heaven. That’s awesome!. The important question is what will you have when you get there? Don’t forget that our works will be tried in the fire. Maybe your passion is not to ride your bike from Vegas to DC or to write poetry, but you...
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