What is This Knocking?

"We won't stand for a facade."
                               ~Say Anything

~What is This Knocking?~

My door is closed.

I have no intention to open this door.

Shut to the outsider,

Shut to the people around me.

Friends that try, fail.

Lovers who try, don't make it to the door.

I have been burned before.

I have felt the sting that comes with friendship.

Surface level friendship is not friendship at all.

The real me longing for more than a smile and a hello.

Craving love more than food.

And hoping that one day I will open the door.

What is this knocking?

Who made it this far?

It continues.

It perseveres.

My door is closed.

And I have made myself alone.

Trying to love.

Trying for more.

A shut door is not a policy that works at all.

The real me has no chance to be, if I do not say hello to love.

Craving love more than this world.

And hoping for hope to open the door.

I am alone.

I am...

Where is the I Am...?

I am retreating back.

Beyond the darkness...I am.

There it is again.

That knock.

Again...again...

Should I go...go and maybe not be alone?

For surface level friendship is not friendship at all.

A shut door is not a policy that works at all.

Craving the I Am...and knowing that the knocking is from Love.

Hand on the knob...a creak...a light...

Hello...

It is Going to Be Okay

"The Devil will proudly pay your way to Hell."

                                       ~Pastor Kenneth Martin

It is Going to Be Okay

The world is alone.

It is alone in the dark.

Discovered and created in light.

But now tarnished and washed over by onyx and shadows.

The powers that be, and the governments are bathed in dark.

People revel in the black and their hope is in themselves.

They do not see the small light in the distance.

The one that will become brighter the more you pray and believe.

History is being manipulated.

Prayer is being forced out.

Prayer comes back during a crisis, but dies with the passing of time.

History is what the media makes it, not what has happened.

Do not be deceived.

That light can still be obtained.

Even when you have been taken away.

Even when the society makes this soil look better than the Lords.

Faith is not always convenient.

Faith will put you at odds with this soil.

We do not belong on this land.,

We are living as immigrants tilling this land until we are brought home.

Absolutes are poison to the ears of this world.

God is not relative, He is absolute.

Commandments are meant to be followed.

Commandments are meant to be obeyed and not taken as a suggestion.

One step closer to the end.

Once step closer to understanding why we hope in spite of the pain.

One step closer to finding out why we pray.

One step closer to the healing call.

This world is alone.

It is bleak in its pleasures.

Do not be deceived by what they say you need.

This world is lonely.

And it is okay when you understand your family is in the Lord.

And it is in others who love Him . . . like me.