poetry

I Am The God of Your Borders

FOR THE NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER šŸ™

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. Ā®ļø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!

“ā€I Amā€ The God of your borders!”ā€
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 Ā© 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

poetry

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 ā€˜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 Ā© April 2019 laurette laster all rights reserved

ā€œThe 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, ā€œThere is change in the air.ā€ 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.ā€
‭‭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 Ā© 2018

ā€œIt has a knowledge that as it restsā€ā€¦

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.

ā€œAnd 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 devastatedā€ (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

Ā© 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 dōreĆ” (a feminine noun, derived from 1325 /dĆ­dōmi) – a gift, freely given and hence not acquired by merit or “entitlement.” 1431/dōreĆ” (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 ā€œhesedā€. 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 ā€œgiftā€ 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.ā€
‭‭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

Ā© 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





ā€œHis 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.ā€
‭‭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

poetry

Have you Received The Gift

Have you received The Gift

Wrapped in Gold

This gift so gloriously fashioned
Something priceless inside
This gift wrapped in gold
The place His presence abides

The surrounding of their wings
Extended covering the top
Yes they’re awaiting something special
Likened to a MASTER’S workshop

Lavishly covered in pure gold
The story now has been told
It is the place of covering
The Covenant Ark of His abode

The Ark of His Covenant
The Place of His abiding Presence
Where He writes upon our heart
Inside our heart the law is evidenced

He purposed the law securely
Underneath His seat of mercy
Does this design point to us
Will there be some controversy

His presence is here
The seat where He abides
Covered by wings so large
A safe place where we can hide

The place of eternal protection
Guarded shelter under His wings
A place for perfect atoning
Covered only by His anointing

The gift where love meets me
Covering my every flaw
His Golden Ark of Covenant
A gift of eternal awe

Mercy was placed atop
Covering the law
Because His grace is needed
When we sin and helplessly fall

His gift so intricately wrapped
Covered with purest gold
Yes it holds the greatest Christmas gift
More precious than the gold

Covered by His wings
The place His blood was applied
Because mercy always triumphs law
His Gift salvation securely supplied

Ā© laurette laster

It’s Time

January 1, 2020 something was stirring in my spirit. I sensed The Lord asking what does it mean. Our Western traditions, customs, and holidays are illustrations, mimicking the Fall Feasts and other Appointed Times of the Lord, even though others may not be aware of this.
Christmas is here. It is the Christmas season.
Our lights burn brightest in the darkness. I turn the window candles on each night loving the nostalgic feel of times gone by. I miss the the festive decorations when the season is over but carry the meaning of Christmas in my heart everyday.
Our traditions and Holidays (Holy Days)Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years, represent The Fall Feasts of The Lord our God. Yom Teruah or Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur also known as Day of Atonement and Tabernacles, and Hanukkah or Feast of Dedication are Holy times of God. We’ve been honoring and handing down remnants or portions of these Feasts for generations.
Greg and I were talking January 1, the beginning of 2020, I asked him, if you had to define time what would you say time is, how would you describe time? He sat there for a moment then answered, ā€œI don’t know.ā€ It isn’t easily definable or described in one word.

How applicable.
Time is a noun, a verb, and an adjective.
Time is a season, a decade, a day, a moment, a year, an eon, an event, a measure, a duration, a date, an occasion, time is passing, can be appointed and time can be missed. The list can go on and on.
We know that the stroke of a clock doesn’t really change anything, and neither does the day on a calendar, yet we need the boundary time marks and sets. God established time of light and dark, evening and the morning, making a distinction between day and night at the beginning of creation.
We need the measurement and the distinction time offers.
While we read many opinions or rants about celebrating pagan holidays, I thank God for the reason we celebrate.
I also have a word for Christmas 2020 that has had several confirmations of late. We will celebrate His Presence this year and be utterly amazed. One confirmation is from 2006 from Kim Clement. Now I understand more the stirring in my soul, what time is it? What does is mean?

Looking intently, searching the scriptures the prophets searched for when this event, the advent of Christ would come. The people of God were intensely looking, listening for, longing and believing for The King to make His entrance as spoken through the words of Isaiah and Jeremiah and other prophets, longingly looking for the consolation of Israel.
In remembrance of Him and tHis sacred event we observe tHis set apart time, recognizing and honoring our God. He set, kept, and fulfilled, His promised appointment with mankind, sending His Son, Jesus Christ, our promised Messiah. This promised event changed the destiny and eternity of mankind.
The first Christmas Gift ever given was in the beginning, wrapped in pure gold, Emmanuel, God’s presence with His people. The first article to be built was the Ark of The Covenant. His plan, Emmanuel, God with us, from the beginning with the construction of the Ark.

A gift given to us, then poured out for us at the Cross for the forgiveness of our sins. At His resurrection This Gift would open unto us the offer of complete salvation and meaning, new life, a living hope, redemption, restoration, sanctification, and eternity with Him in the next life giving us power here and now.
What a God, what a glorious event; The Gift that is still being opened.
We have been given a set time, the acceptable day, an appointed time to die and then judgement.
Why would anyone miss the day of salvation?
It is time! Today is the day, now is the acceptable time of God’s favor. If you haven’t already made Jesus Lord of your life, I pray you will stop right now and receive The Gift that Christmas delivered, ask Jesus to be your Savior.
He is The Real Gift and the meaning of Christmas!


Merry Christmas-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, thanks for listening with me. Laurette

poetry

Christmas Altar Call

Do you remember when you knew?

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 did 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’s ‘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 heaven’s Altar call.’
Life eternal, joy Divine
Where it’s CHRIST mas all the time

Ā© laurette laster 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.”

When the time has come for the purification rites required by the Law of Moses, Joseph and Mary took Jesus to the Temple to present Him to The Lord.
Simeon was given special insight from the Spirit that he would recognize the Messiah.

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.

I first saw this picture Christmas Eve 2013, it was the cover page of The Upper Room pamphlet. With great excitement I said to Greg, ā€œoh look it is Simeon with Jesus.ā€ Later after leaving the candlelight service, Greg ask how I ā€˜immediately’ knew that was Simeon when seeing the picture, asking had I seen this photo before? I said I’m not sure, I just knew.

I’ve not met Simeon or ever seen a picture to my knowledge, how did I know? I felt the power of the a painter’s captioning because the same Spirit that lives in us still gives insight.

I was ecstatic Christmas 2014 after (finally) receiving this painting, from my husband Greg for Christmas. A few wrong deliveries, to Greg’s chagrin as he sat proudly with me. (His perfect plan for Christmas Eve delivery destroyed as I sat awaiting in great expectation my gift, him receiving the email notice; your package has been delivered. His face flushed when finally finding out it had mistakenly been dropped off at a distribution center, now closed until after Christmas) the painting finally made its way home to me.
It is one of the first things I see each day as I awaken.

Do you remember when you received the gift of your Salvation?

Simeon’s moment by Ron DiCianni. I added the captioning to a photo of my painting for this post

Merry Christmas-

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

poetry

Hello December

I bring you good news
that will cause great joy for all the people.
Today a Savior has been born to you;
He is the Messiah, The Lord.
ā€œā€œGlory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom His favor rests.ā€ā€
‭‭Luke‬ ‭2: 10-11, 14
Who could believe such a thing? Not only could they believe, they had waited earnestly, looking intently.

Hello December…
I love December, I love celebrating the birth of Christ our King! Our Savior! Our Redeemer! The One who fulfilled the Law, The One the Prophets prophesied about, looking intently searching the scriptures to learn when the things showed them might come to be, when The Messiah would arrive (1 Peter 1:10-11). Immanuel, God with us, mentioned in every book of the Bible. Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of a Peace (Isaiah 9:6). The babe born of a virgin, delivered to be our sacrifice, slain as the spotless lamb of God to take away the sin of the world (John 1:29), crucified as a sinner yet never sinned, rose from the dead, found worthy to break the seals and to open the scroll (Rev 5), soon returning King, The Redeemer of mankind; that is for all that would call on His Name!
The Light has come!
Who could believe such a thing? Well, here’s hoping to Heaven you do!

Was Jesus Christ The Messiah born in December? No, there are many proofs He was not born in December. Is the Christmas celebration wrong? I do not think so. There are many memorials and moed mentioned in the Bible.
Do I HATE the commercialism of the events celebration, oh yes. But I can’t let what the world does hinder the reverence and worship in my heart and I really pray you do not either.

Christmas is about setting aside a mass, a ā€˜celebration’ of God’s duly devoted, prophesied, heralded and fulfilled word coming to pass, Immanuel God with us.

In the beginning was The WORD, and The WORD was with God and The WORD was God. The WORD became flesh and dwelt among us ( Gospel of John 1)
Christmas is about Christ, and we who celebrate, celebrate Christmas everyday.
Christmas delivered the gift that keeps on giving.
Have you received ā€œThe Gift of Christmas?ā€
ā€œHere’s hoping to heaven you do.ā€

ā€œA glorious night yes I’ll say
When shepherds heard the news
Today in the city of David
Good News, God’s gift was delivered for you.ā€
(Excerpt from Out For Delivery poem Ā© laurette laster)

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
Blog, poetry

Hand Over The Key to Love

 

Depths of purpose and layers of meaning saturate everything You do

(From the grace series)

It is so enjoyable to come before You with uncontainable praises spilling from our hearts! How we love to sing our praises over and over to You, to the matchless God, high and exalted over all! Psalm 92:1 TPT

Hand Over The Key to Love

 

Have you ever longed to hold

The key to another’s heart

To see them light up and glow within

Like light overtakes the dark

 

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Have you longed to love

Be loved back with a vengeance

To know this kind of love

Oh feelings available and endless

 

What if you never had to fear

Afraid that love would leave

But you could fully trust

At last you had received

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Oh to think of a love so pure

To imagine a love so strong

To truly know and understand

It is yours and to you belonged

 

That you were more than enough

To be loved through and through

Well I have come to share

That is exactly how God loves you

 

He sent His only Son

To come deliver the news

That God had made a way

For you beaten scourged and bruised

 

Why would He do this what was He thinking

He longs for you to understand

That you’ve held the key to His Heart

On your love He makes a demand

 

For God so loved the world

He gave His only begotten Son

That whosoever would not perish

Believe then rest secure in His eternal Love

 

A Father who comes to fight like this

Wow can you even imagine

Why would He do it what was His plan

You hold the key to His heart,

Can you just fathom

 

A love so strong that won’t let go

A love that will search you out

I know you’ve been feeling His draw

Reach in your pocket and pull it out

 

That key you’ve been holding

Fits the lock to open your heart

You closed it off long ago

And now is the time to start

 

Open and unclench your fist

You’re safe, hand that key to Jesus

That anger you held against God

It belongs to satan the lying deceiver

 

Jesus came to make a way

You’re safe in His love and Care

Jesus has come to rescue you

Follow Him! Unending love waits there

 

Ā© laurette laster 2018

Melodies of praise fill the air as every musical instrument, joined with every heart, overflows with worship. No wonder I’m so glad; I can’t keep it in! Lord I’m shouting with glee over all You have done, for all You’ve done for me! What mighty miracles and Your power at work, just to name a few. Depths of purpose and layers of meaning saturate everything You do. Psalm 92:3-5 TPT

As God’s chosen instrument, He created as His masterpiece, a people to make sounds with our larynx and mouth, He created us to speak. So we are vocalist.  We therefore have instruments of percussion. We are His sumphoneo (pronounced soom-fo-neh-o) His symphony.  Our whole bodies are a praise. We bow our heads, we bend our knees, prostrate with faces to the ground, we fold or lift holy hands, we set our feet to dancing, we sing, we cry out, and when we do this in unity or harmoniously we become his sumpheneo, His symphony. May we not only lift our praises but become His praise. In the scriptures above we see what love really is. It comes from an internal deposit by Holy Spirit on the inside. This love is from the inside out. Love is much more than an emotion, it is an explosion of His goodness poured into us, then we in turn pour into others.

In this the week of love, I encourage you to learn of Jesus and grow  in love with Him. He is our pure Love and Valentine. His heart poured out His never ending love proving this.

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