Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Dear Father

I let go of things that don’t serve me
I give these up and surrender all to you
Lord I pray you give me a garment of praise for this dowdy one of burden
That I rise each day to thank you for all the wonder and splendor you give so freely to me
For I know
I am exceptionally blessed and favored
I know you will turn around what seems hard to a song of beauty simply coz I acknowledge you
And I do!!
You are everything to me….
I stand coz you make me
I sleep coz you embrace me
I walk coz you guide me
I laugh coz you touch me
I’m great coz you love me
And what does that make you?
Awesome!!! beyond description, to beautiful for words, to wonderful for comprehension
Like nothing I have ever seen or heard
Who can grasp your infinite wisdom?
Who can fathom the depth of your love?
You are beautiful beyond description,
Majesty enthroned above
By T. Walmsley
and Lyrics - I stand in Awe of You from Sovereign Grace Praise

COMMIT TO GOD COZ HE IS COMMITTED TO YOU

Dear God
I commit to talk to you when tempted
To walk with you when persecuted
To ask of you when challenged, intimidated and lacking wisdom
To be proactive in your word, prayer and praise
To be still - when every thing in me wants to jump - and get my solution my own way
To acknowledge that I walk by faith and not by sight
To disagree with the lies of the enemy with the truth of your word
To acknowledge that my heritage is special because you adopted me
To not be ashamed of whom I serve and whose I belong
To speak up when you say speak and to shut up when the enemy says freak!
To not act on imp - ulse but on Gods pulse which is of love, peace and righteousness
To know that when the ODDS are against me - you even the score by making me WIN!!
That your word never fails - your revelation word given to me is for direction, selection and celebration
To trust your heart when I cant trust mine
To lay every weight and sin that so easily besets at the cross and trust your word and anointing that destroys every yoke
That I have all and everything in me to be all that I should be
That no more shall I stand in the way of your prompting in my life and that by your grace I will fulfill your call
To realize that I am not forgotten or forsaken - that you know my name
That no trial or test can finish me but that indeed I will come out as gold - to the glory of your name
That I have much to be grateful for because the King of kings and the Lord of lords and the Creator of all is on my side
Therefore enemies of God watch out for God will have his day and his glory will not be denied

By Trudy ... Daughter of the Most High!

EMBRACING YOU - CELEBRATING YOU! The Single You


30 + years and not yet married, the lists of wants and what one gets in life gets hazier by the day for the myriad of women walking the streets. Especially with life being the constant spin to gain an education, a promotion, a nice home in a nice location and to top that, a nice man in tow. Well so much for the list. I guess we all have to reconcile with the list that never came to pass at times. Most often the frustrations compiled with biological clock ticking makes one desperate to check off some items on the list such as a godly man, a man with a good education, with good manners, good looks etc.
Society just seems to be built for two, cars are made with more than two seats, restaurant seats set are for twos and naturally topics of conversations veer to if whether one is married or not. So singles walk around feeling like emotional lame ducks, not quite getting acceptance and often viewed with suspicion. How could you be single for so long, are you? …. you can fill the blanks.
Inevitably one would expect the singles to just fade away to oblivion, the sigma of not understood by the public, deemed as being selfish or unemotionally disconnected to what is happening around them.
They say life is a teacher, and life’s teachers are our peers, parents and providence if you like. Heartbreaks, setbacks, challenges, victories are all part of the masters that teach the soul that life is a journey where one must stop, pause and ask questions or take note.
If one took a road that supposedly led to a known destination, and several attempts later doesn’t get one there, it would reckoned that another route is the option.
So the question to face is that you are single, have been for as long as you can remember, you sister, yours sister’s friends, their girlfriend, their girlfriends friends get married and the cycle goes on and on and yet somehow you don’t get hitched or get the fantastic relationship you yearned for. What happens to the “wish list” and what life eventually gave you.
Life can be a Pandora like gift, you never know what opportunities it brings about, the happy ever endings fairy books and movies often don’t see the single trudging happily alone into the sunset, it doesn’t say and she or he lived alone happily ever after, it doesn’t depict a marriage to self where one conveys promises to be faithful and true to self until death one departs.
Can one embrace ones life, for all its worth and accept that ones status is just the setting one has in the plot called life, and the main character is more important than the scene? Embracing ones life is self accepting and that includes the good things and not so appealing areas. Embracing self is very rewarding, it is a gift society will not often grant but it’s the one gift that refuses to dwell on efforts to belong, efforts to be in the right books, efforts to be the part… whatever that is.
This is a love story with self. It’s not a call to be perfect or politically correct, it’s a simple realisation that the master of the universe painstakingly took his time to create you, to him the work of art is a masterpiece. Situations and challenges do not negate the fact that his principle object of love is you. Celebrating you is being kind and accepting of ones greatness and limitations, it’s about allowing adventure and finding out what truths and joys lay latent awaiting expression. It’s about self love which is not selfish or indulgent. It’s a humble acceptance of self for even the good word says that one can not love a neighbour without loving self.
Therefore embracing self is also letting go of depreciating self evaluations imposed from whatever source. Perhaps another list ought to be drawn, a list where self appreciation and gratitude for anything and everything that pertains to you. This list can easily be checked day by day because positive things can and are perceived. Developing a heart to go to a mirror and embrace the creation before it. Embrace the scars, embrace the wrinkles and embrace the life that is yours and agree with the master of the universe that you are indeed a singular sensation.
By T. Walmsley

CELEBRATING YOU! The Single You

HARNESSING NEW STRENGTH

Arrogant is the one whose strength is measured by brute power
Young sinewy muscle straining against the current
Forging on, bulldozing the opposition
Brute strength negates that wear and tear will some time take its natural toll
Plying the mind to wonder why the frame will not hold up as usual

I want to speak about the eagle
I want to share its golden paths with you
I want to soar the clear open skies and ride the treacherous storms
Beholding the flight of an eagle
Appreciating its long talons, its wing span, its sharp eyes …. Its cry

My heart is captivated by its flight
My breath almost mingling with its heart beat, as its soars, my spirit rises Above the clouds, darkening now, thundering and how
No fright for me, the smell of the storm, sends excitement through me… beholding the eagle
I hear its cry…mingling with mine
As it heads for the sun, like a warrior on the run
Bravery builds up in me, as it flies the clouding skies

I am not afraid, I hear its cry, within me…my spirit echoes
Higher and higher it climbs... it beckons, my spirit to arise

I want to speak of the strength of an eagle, broken by choice in its sunset years
Naked and dejected alone in its own dross
Shedding weighty feathers, that once faithfully took on the heights
Now piled around like filth, dashed against bleeding skin, what was known torn away to allow for the new Failed strength, wings that can no more take flight, broken beak, voiceless cry, watching the skies while others fly...

I want to speak of the heart of an eagle, a choice not to live again in worldly pursuit
A choice not to grope with the mundane, the irrelevant the temporal
A heartbroken, with new sprout of feathers, new strength, new resolve
To fly once more, a broad back to carry a loftier load, to carry the creators original code
To forge on for better grander far nobler things
That to which the creator desires

As the eagles soars
I fly within

 By T. Walmsley