poetry

“New Life”

Hello April

Hello New Beginnings, Redemption, Springtime, Awakenings, Miracles of New Birth…

NISAN:

Month 1 | Nisan: Redemption with a mighty hand and an outstretched arm.
Focus: Miracles, Redemption

Letter: Hei (ה)

Tribe: Judah

New Life; It’s all around us; found thriving in meadows; growing abundantly in fields; in manicured flower beds; cracks in sidewalks; crevices and on hillsides. We find life emerging in the most inhospitable places.

I love how the earth and creation celebrate The Seasons and the Feasts, the mo’edims, appointed times, the Lord’s commandments. We are commanded to remember and celebrate how The Lord brought the Israelites out of slavery and into freedom, into a land of milk and honey.

God never releases us or brings us out without a destination for better places and better things. Hebrews 11:6

“And the Lord said: “I have surely seen the oppression of My people who are in Egypt, and have heard their cry because of their taskmasters, for I know their sorrows. So I have come down to deliver them out of the hand of the Egyptians, and to bring them up from that land to a good and large land, to a land flowing with milk and honey, to the place of the Canaanites and the Hittites and the Amorites and the Perizzites and the Hivites and the Jebusites.”
‭‭Exodus‬ ‭3‬:‭7‬-‭8‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

He sees, He hears, are you ready?

New Life

Spring is Resurrection Time
A remembrance of when
Jesus took the reigns
And new life did begin

We no longer have to fear
Oh death where is your sting?
You have been defeated
By Jesus Christ our King

Defeat your time is over
Now for eternity’s sake
Because Jesus Christ won the battle;
Over death, the ground did quake

When the power of God
Conquered death, hell, and the grave
And we do love to share
This story of how we were saved

“We serve a Risen Savior
He’s in the world today
I know that He is living
whatever men say

I’ve seen His Hand of mercy
I feel His voice of cheer
And just the time I need Him
He’s always near.”

Never once forgotten
I’ve felt the touch divine
Don’t miss another opportunity
It’s “New Life” Resurrection Time

Anytime on any day
The time or yes any hour
But there is something special
About “New Life” Resurrection power

If you do not know Him
May I ask for you
To join me Sunday morning
and get a life that’s new

You will be changed forever
With a “New Life” too
And love to tell the story
Of what Jesus did for you

It is an old, old story
but one that has no end
As long as there is life
To you, His hand extends

Don’t miss the chance this spring
With newness in the air
Eternity is forever
In Christ we all can share

©️ Poem written by laurette laster 2018 March

John 11:25 WNT
I am the Resurrection and the Life,” said Jesus; “he who believes in me, even if he has died, he shall live;

Rev 1:18 KJV
I am he that lives, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive forevermore, Amen; and have the keys of hades and of death.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you “and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His face to shine upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. laurette

poetry

The Awakening Tree

The Awakening Tree

Peach Tree Blossoms. The peach tree is akin to the almond tree.

The Awakening Tree
Sends a message to me, Awake,
Asks, what do you see
Branches with blossoms, on an almond tree

Life emerges
From the secret place
Hope begins
With weathers warm embrace

Seasons change
Darkness dims
All my hope
Begins with Him

From the secret place
Truth comes forth
I’m reminded
Our Master Gardner, our True source

The awakening tree
Sends a message for me
The time is nigh
Asks, what do you see

©️March 10, 2025 laurette laster

“Yahweh spoke to me again: “What do you see, Jeremiah?” I replied: “I see an almond branch.” “You have seen the vision correctly,” Yahweh said. “Now know this: I constantly watch over My word to fulfill it.” Yahweh spoke these words to me a second time: “Now what do you see?” I replied, “I see a large boiling pot, tipped toward us from the north.””
‭‭Jeremiah‬ ‭1‬:‭11‬-‭13‬ ‭TPT‬‬

“I see a branch of an almond tree,” Jeremiah replied. The Lord confirmed to Jeremiah he saw rightly…

The almond tree, known for being one of the first to bloom in spring, symbolizes watchfulness and readiness. In Hebrew, the word for almond tree is “shaqed,” which is a play on the word “shoqed,” meaning “watching” or “hastening.” This wordplay suggests that God is watching over His word to fulfill it, emphasizing the certainty and imminence of His promises and judgments. The almond tree’s early blooming serves as a metaphor for the promptness of God’s actions, reinforcing the theme of divine vigilance and the assurance that God’s word will come to pass.

I have a stirring and an awakening inside of me. How can such a tender shoot break through the tough branch? It begins as tender then matures.

God is watching over you and me, hastening to fulfill His word!

Awakening season is here! With evidence.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. laurette

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Dappled Shade in Summer’s Breeze

Preparing to bid farewell to August, I have a longing in my heart.
One week from the Hebrew month of Elul and the beginning of Teshuvah. The season of repentance and introspection.

My heart longs, does yours? Familiar draw, I cannot imagine all the Lord has for those who love Him.
1 Corinthians 2:9-10

10) These things God has revealed to us by His Spirit.

Like hunger that cannot be satisfied, thirst the world cannot quench; an expectation and desire with no words; a promise in the making; faith that knows waits patiently.

A settled calm like dappled shade, in summer breeze.

My husband (master electrician) working with live power in an attic. the shadow cast tells the entire story!

Dappled Shade

Dappled shade
Summer’s breeze
Simple reminder
Falling leaves

Fall is close
Soul recognition
Simple sights
Seasonal condition

Dappled shade
Visitation ahead
Awake oh sleeper
Do not be misled

Come away with Me
Tender welcome call
Why oh why do I sense it
Nearing into Fall

©️ laurette laster August 28, 2024

We wait expectantly for rain.

Israel believed that as surely as seasonal rains revived the earth, God’s favor would return and restore her. I beleive this promise is for Israel and America also.

“Then shall we know, if we follow on to know the LORD: His going forth is prepared as the morning; and He shall come unto us as the rain, as the latter and former rain unto the earth.”
‭‭Hosea‬ ‭6‬:‭3‬ ‭KJV‬‬

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me.

Blessings, laurette

poetry

My Forever Valentine

Poetry: The Art and Fragrance of God

“There are experiences that go beyond the ability of language to express them.
For the poet, this limitation of language does not produce silence; it produces poetry.”
John Piper

When words cannot express God breathes poetry into existence.

If I jumbled the lines, mixed them between the stanza’s, it would seem chaotic, confusing and disorderly. Our life without the Lord is often much like that. Empty meaningless, scattered words, confusing, jumbled, littered and messy…
Or worse contaminated, defiled

With rhyme comes reason

‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭2‬:‭10‬ ‭TPT‬‬

”We have become His poetry, a re-created people that will fulfill the destiny He has given each of us, for we are joined to Jesus, the Anointed One. Even before we were born, God planned in advance our destiny and the good works we would do to fulfill it!“

But God ❤️

Excerpt-My Forever Valentine

Jesus Christ conquered the grave and
Lives forever to make intercession
How about that for your
Valentine Love confession

So since Two Thousand
Plus years of five
My Forever Valentine touched my heart
He made it come alive

Something changed
Early on Valentine morn;
My heart was awakened;
With deeper love adorned

Perfect love
And joy unspeakable
I can’t explain with words
The pleasures, inconceivable

Excerpt from My Forever Valentine Poem written by laurette laster © 2018 January

Zephaniah 3:17 God’s Word Translation
The LORD your God is with you. He is a hero who saves you. He happily rejoices over you, renews you with His love, and celebrates over you with shouts of joy.

Give all the words to the Lord Jesus Christ and allow His pen to rewrite and Align the stanzas. You will be amazed!

Happy Valentine’s, make it your life not a day.
laurette

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to shine upon you and give you Shalom!

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. laurette

poetry

I Am The God of Your Borders

FOR THE NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER 🙏

I truly believe in my born again heart that if the church, doesn’t change, stand up, speak up, and muscle up and become who and what Jesus Christ has decreed (Matthew 16), our Nation will remain renegade and up for grabs. It’s time!
Too many Christians bought a lie about being nice and becoming passive. I was one, thought I could win them over with influence and love. Until I come to understand, Passivity is the devils playground. Satan counts on God’s people being passive.

Moses didn’t pray for Pharoah, he delivered God’s word to him. He did it afraid.
Jesus Christ did not pray for Herod or Pilate. When asked by Pilate, are you their King and Messiah, Jesus answered, It is True! (Luke 23:3) knowing He was headed to the Cross.

Jesus did not pray for the Pharisees or the Sadducees. He warned, rebuked and decreed. He delivered seven woes to those who were attempting to misalign God’s timing and purpose, WE MUST READ AND COMPREHEND THE WRITTEN SCRIPTURES.

This is WAR church! We Are Remnant. ®️2015. 2 Corinthians 10:4-6

As our Nation, the land of Liberty, hangs in the balance, I am certain of this.

GOD IS VISITING HIS PEOPLE! I heard Him say…

I Am The God of your borders!

“”I Am” The God of your borders!””
I did hear My Master say
When in earnest prayer concerning
The security, of our mighty USA

“I Am The God of your borders!”
Give heed and listen to Me
I dwell in the United States
The land of liberty!

“I AM the God of your borders!”
As you can see this is not enough
Summon and call on Me
Day and night; never fear rebuff

I want in the hearts and homes
and in every neighborhood yard
Continue your prayers in earnest, for
hardened hearts, calloused and barred

It is time to see revival
Where is the cry of My Church?
Lift up prayers in unison
To and fro-My eyes do search

I long to show Myself strong
mighty, and ready to battle
If My People who are called
command me to drop the gavel

Come boldly into My courts
Do not forget you’re seated there
The place prayers are heard and answered
loved ones snatched from the enemies snare

Oh yes “I AM the God of your borders!”
Is anything to hard for Me
It’s time to see revival
And set these captives free!

Poem written by Laurette Laster © 2017

Exodus 3:13-14 NKJV
Then Moses said to God, when they ask who sent me to you? And they say what is His name? What shall I say to them?
And God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM.” “Thus you shall say to the children of Israel, ‘ I AM has sent me to you.’ “
‘This is my My memorial to all generations.’

Jeremiah 32:40 NLT
And I will make an everlasting covenant with them: I will never stop doing good for them. I will put a desire in their hearts to worship me, and they will never leave me.

Luke 18:27 NIV
Jesus replied, “What is impossible with man is possible with God.”

PRAY CHURCH PRAY!

Blessings, laurette

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. laurette

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Springtime Glory

Hello Springtime

When we begin to understand our Designer, God Almighty, The Architect, Artist, Author and Creator of all things, we see His wonderful truths displayed in panoramic power; breaking forth all around us. Behold the beauty, touch the splendor, breathe in the fragrance of heaven.

He Lives!

God made certain we would know what time it is.
Passover, Resurrection Power, New Life, Purpose and Promises, in Christ…

Faithful, that’s who He is! (Genesis 8:22)

Hello Spring-
God’s Panoramic Calendar

Velvet buds and blossoms
Aromatic sweet fragrant smells
Soft pedals blowing about
Springtime’s show and tell

Sweet smelling sights
Season of new birth
Welcome sweet springtime
What saith ye the earth

Worship only The Creator
Never the created
We are only a picture of
How to be liberated

The flowers do bloom
And life is all around
All springing forth
Rising Up out of the ground

What a picture
What a story
Spring is ‘The Telling’
Jesus Resurrection glory

Now do you get it
Can you see
Springtime comes
To remind you and me

He did rise
From deaths cold grave
Welcome springtime
No longer a slave

Death could not hold Him
The grave had no power
Springtime is earths celebration
Of His finest hour

So hello springtime
Tell us the story again
Jesus did arise
Yes it’s all a picture of Him

He left panoramic signs
So we would never forget
Take this lesson to heart
So you will never ever regret

The signs yes this season
Hello springtime glory
Thank you oh thank you
For Retelling The Story

Copyright © April 2019 laurette laster all rights reserved

“The season has changed, the bondage of your barren winter has ended, and the season of hiding is over and gone. The rains have soaked the earth and left it bright with blossoming flowers. The season for singing and pruning the vines has arrived. I hear the cooing of doves in our land, filling the air with songs to awaken you and guide you forth. Can you not discern this new day of destiny breaking forth around you? The early signs of my purposes and plans are bursting forth. The budding vines of new life are now blooming everywhere. The fragrance of their flowers whispers, “There is change in the air.” Arise, my love, my beautiful companion, and run with me to the higher place. For now is the time to arise and come away with me.”
‭‭Song of Songs‬ ‭2:11-13‬ ‭TPT‬‬

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening. laurette

poetry

In The Wintertime by the Tree

In The Wintertime By The Tree

It’s utterly hopeless,
What should I do?

Trust In God,
He’ll see you through.

Such nice words
But don’t you know?
It’s dead and lifeless
There’s nowhere to go.

If you have a minute
Come sit with me,
“In the wintertime
by the tree”

I believe you are wrong,
speak life and believe.
You’re sure to be amazed,
When by your words you receive.

Don’t hinder your faith
God is working this out;
Don’t become discouraged
Theres no time for doubt.

Oh You don’t get it,
Can you even see?
It’s dead and lifeless,
Exactly like this tree!

Keep the faith
It’s not as it appears,
This tree is dormant
It has no fear.

It has a knowledge
Deep within,
That as is rests
The renewing begins.

What are you saying
What do you mean?
Theres life in this tree
even though it’s not seen?

You seem so sure
But how can I trust?
Just because you say
my thinking should adjust?

It’s hopeless, It’s over,
This is the end,
There is no glimmer of hope,
Nice talking with you my friend.

I want to believe
And walk like you say,
I haven’t the time,
This just isn’t your day.

Could we meet again,
At a later time?
You’ll understand then,
You won’t be so blind.

Just one more thing
If you can spare,
Tell me about
This tree we share?

You’ve seen it before
And you’ll see it again,
It’s a lesson in hope,
And there is no end.

To all that The Lord
Will do and say,
If you’ll be patient
And walk in His way.

For just at the right time
When you least expect it,
You will see new blooms
This tree is expectant.

See you in March
And bring your pen,
We have so much to learn
My sweet, sweet friend.

Glad you’re back
What do you see?

The hope and the promise
There is life in this tree.

The blooms, the fragrance
bursting with life
I do think you’re right
About my plight

I’m beginning to see
And I have hope,
I won’t give up
Not only no, but nope!

I’ll speak the promises
And believe His word,
And know He’ll answer,
Because He has heard.

Thanks for the lesson
And thanks for caring,
The tree taught me a lot
Truths I’ll be sharing.

With any who’ll listen
And come sit with me
“In the wintertime
by the tree.”

Poem written by laurette laster © 2018

“It has a knowledge that as it rests”…

Under harsh circumstances, seemingly intolerable temperature differences, at the mercy of the elements, through all extremes, in good times and bad, but knowing her roots run deep.

Yes! That is it. The game changer. The roots! The tree is held in place by her roots. How deep are our roots? How strong, how deep, how wide? Then I’m reminded. I can’t give up I’m planted. It isn’t really up to me anyway. (Ephesians 3:17-18)

I’m made to weather the seasons, season after season, after season; and so are you. Actually I’ve grown quite strong and if you dare to look, so have you. What meant to break me, has caused me to heal stronger. Like a tree, the strongest winds cause it to fracture, and then heal. At each healed place there is more strength. Without winds of adversity the tree would be soft never gaining the strength to stand and produce. The healed fractures cause the tree to become pliable, able to bend but not break. Supple enough to bend because of the mend, bend but not break. Growing stronger and stronger, becoming more and more fruitful, only with each season.

Don’t be discouraged we are about to be more fruitful than we’ve ever been. We have endured, we have healed, or are healing. This fruit is for those coming behind us. We want it to be the best we’ve ever grown and the sweetest they’ve known. God knew this. Yes, He knows exactly what it takes. Our Master Gardner knows, that’s why we need these extreme almost intolerable circumstances, to make us the most fruitful we’ve ever been. To nourish and enrich those coming behind us.

So as I think about, I do have hope. I pray you do too. It isn’t over, it’s a new beginning.

And I do believe; the best is yet to come.

“And they shall be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor. They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated” (Isaiah 61:3-4).

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

H-O-P-E

Hope!

A short four letters
A word spelled H-O-P-E
How can one small word
Offer so much enormity

Likened as an anchor
Storms are sure to come
Fastened to the Mercy Seat
Christ, our anchor, God’s chosen Son

© laurette laster Jan 10, 2022

Honor is BIG with God. However, we who have failed miserably understand His ( gift/charisma/dorea), Grace and Mercy that surrounds and sustains us in our ignorance.

Strong’s # 1431. dórea

a (free) gift, a gift (without repayment).HELPS Word-studies

1431 dōreá (a feminine noun, derived from 1325 /dídōmi) – a gift, freely given and hence not acquired by merit or “entitlement.” 1431/dōreá (a feminine noun) expresses a brand of giving that highlights the beneficent desire of the GIVER

As we move forward in the days ahead we can place our H-O-P-E in the Lord’s unfailing “hesed”. The GIVER gifted us, He summons us into covenant with Him. This covenant is His love toward us. Even when we’ve blown it; missed it; ignored it; refused it; or plain denied it; we have this Hope, He keeps His word when we don’t.

God’s love, while tender is intense (our God is a consuming fire), while unfailing, just, God is faithful yet fierce.

His Power so great we cannot fathom; yet tangible, transforming minds and hearts with an unseen touch, undeniable, only discerned and received by faith. Yes! This is why we HOPE in Him. Our Faithful God keeps covenant for a thousand generations, to those who love Him.

I never needed Him or His “gift” more than when I deserved it least. He freely gave that is why I love Him so!

But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear Him, on those whose hope is in His unfailing love, May Your unfailing love be with us, Lord, even as we put our hope in You.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭33:18, 22‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Hope in His unfailing love…

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Christmas Altar Call

Christmas ‘Altar Call’

Joy to the world
The Lord has come
Holy salvation
God’s kingdom

Hark the herald angels sing
When bells of Christmas past did ring
Do you hear, can you feel
Christmas joy, tangible, surreal

As a Babe in Bethlehem come
God incarnate Gifted Son
Came to save and seek the lost
What great gain, What great cost

While you think of what to gift
I have a question, perhaps like this;
Do you know, have you seen
Heavens herald, when angels sing
At Migdal Edar, temple Shepherds saw
Heavens first ‘Altar call’

Oh Come and see what God has done
One and only perfect Son
Joy to the world sent to all
Christmas season ‘Altar call’
Bring your hearts on bended knee
God In Heaven has called to thee

This perfect GIFT, not available in any mall
Don’t mistake Christmas-it’s heavens ‘Altar call’
Life eternal, joy ‘Devine
Where it’s CHRIST mas all the time

© laurette laster December 2017

Luke 2:11-14
Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
“Glory to God in the highest heaven, and in earth peace to those on whom His favor rest.”

Simeon’s revelation by The Holy Spirit that he would not die before he had seen The Lord’s Messiah
Luke 2:30 For my eyes have seen Your salvation.

https://int.icej.org/news/commentary/tower-flock

There is so much to the Christmas story. Jesus Christ was and is the most tracked delivery known to man.
Each time we read scripture we clearly see the predetermined origination, the purpose, the appropriation, the destination, the regeneration, the fulfillment, the dissolution, the dread, the fear, the uncertainty, the cross, the death, and the utter abandonment felt by the many who had awaited His arrival. What kind of gift was this, it all fell to pieces. Was this how the gift of Christmas was to end? What happened to the promise? How could this happen?

I’ve felt the sinking disappointment, opening a package believing the picture on the outside was the product inside. The anticipation, the excitement quickly turning to dread realizing the work involved; required study, reading (and following) the directions before having what I saw in the original advertisement.

Yes that is what Christmas is. The Hope! The Anticipated Joy! The Arrival! The Study! The Truth! The Light! The Loss! The Waiting! The Uncertainty!

Yes! The Promise of Christmas is alive and continues to be unwrapped as we go forward with the original tracking device, The Word of God. You should track your gift.

Who do you think could believe such a thing? Well here’s hoping to Heaven you do!

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Merry Christmas

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Dare to Believe


Hanukkah celebrates the rededication of the Second Temple of Jerusalem during the second century B.C., following the triumph of a small group of Jewish rebels, known as the Maccabees, against their oppressors the Greek-Syrians, who had defiled the temple by erecting an altar to Zeus and sacrificing pigs within its sacred walls. In order to rededicate the temple, the Maccabees had to light a menorah that would burn within the temple at all times. However, they only had enough pure olive oil to last for one day. Miraculously, the oil burned for eight days, leaving time to find a fresh supply of oil.

Something seems extra special to me this year. Can you feel it? Actually I don’t feel it at all, but I sense it in my spirit. I sense a newness, something extraordinary, extravagant, exciting, excellent, exceptional, and yet unexplainable because it makes no sense to the human mind.

Stirring inside of me are visions but not of sugarplums. I think this is what it is to have a sense of wonder, true wonder when experienced leaps and dances, adding rhythm to faith, causing faith to whirl and swirl with extravagant expectancy. Yes stirring inside of me is a sense of true wonder. A Wonder that dares to believe then take action.

Will you dare to believe with me? Will you dare to believe one more time? Will you expect to experience an extravagance released from heaven, from Him, from the Holy Spirit of our Savior as we celebrate this season of His birth?

Dare to Believe


The lamp still burning
How can this be
A miracle happened
Hanukkah teaches me


The God of Israel
Is The Light
Our God with us
Is in the fight


Fighting to regain
What the enemy had stolen
A time of rededication
Forward and emboldened


ThIs menorah
With a days measure of oil
Burns brighter today
In darkness and turmoil


A special time to remember
Abounding joy on the horizon
The Light Of Christmas
The miracle still mesmerizes


Behold The Lamp
Behold The Light
Behold The Miracle
A Sacred Sight


Hanukkah beckons
Only receive
Miracles still happen
Dare to believe


@ laurette laster





“His head and his hair were white like wool—white as glistening snow. And his eyes were like flames of fire! His feet were gleaming like bright metal, as though they were glowing in a fire, and his voice was like the roar of many rushing waters.”
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭1:14-15‬ ‭TPT‬‬

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Merry Christmas

Happy Hanukkah

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette