It's Not Over - by Jessica Tate

In the world we live in it's not hard to find evil running rampant on a daily basis. After all, we do live in a fallen world. I witnessed some evil behavior a few months back and I sat down to write what I saw.

Sometimes, it is as if God (via His Holy Spirit) takes my hand and pen and writes; I sit back and read what's written and think "wow, where did that come from?" And like this poem below, when I feel urged to write something like this, it just flows out of my hand at lightening speed (like less than 10 minutes). This was one of those times. I believe the words below are from the Lord. Here is the poem I wrote down  after seeing the evil that attempts to grab your heart and discourage you.

I want to say one main thing in this post: IT"S NOT OVER!  Satan does not win in the end! No matter what--- if you give all the good, the bad, and the ugly to the Lord, He will be faithful to teach you and you will grow and experience a relationship with God you did not realize possible.

God is the miracle maker. If He can take dirt and form a man and breath life into his nostrils --He can take any dead, decaying matter (like dirt/dust/your decaying/filthy situation) and bring life to it, if He so chooses. Never forget that! (You can read about man being formed from the dust of the ground in Genesis)

Stone Cold Heart What Are You to Me?

Jessica Tate

Today I saw the stone cold place where Satan dwells
in rocks and cracks and no God fare.
The only food fed are cancer spores  - self and pride 
with head thrown back, he walks the floor.

No touch, no love, no kindness there
just hate and self and gloom's despair.

No, my heart does not understand a stoney
mass – where no tear is shed, no feeling felt.

No, my heart chooses life,  chooses love
where THE WORD is Truth and perfect love cast out fear.

Oh, Satan it may appear you have won for now
but My God has taken up His plow. He's planted
His Seed, THE LIVING WORD,
 and no eye has seen no ear has heard
– what will comes up at harvest time –
nothing compares to what's Divine.

So take your lies, your stone cold heart and
flee from me you who dwell in dark.

For my Savior reigns in hearts of flesh.
I feel, I breath and I attest...
 to love and life and living things
and I will flourish with the King.

Though some may not see the kingdom that I see
His reign is not built with man's hands or golden things
it is built in love, by His hand.

Within my spirit He is remolding me into Christ's image not of religious bling,
 the carpenter hewns with tools of  love – His highest interest - eternal things. 

So stone cold heart what are you to me?............

Nothing but forgotten, for I've seen the King.


Amazing,

Jessica