A thread of Blain's Psalms

Yes when we are close to God and feeling strong relishing the holy spirits presence it is so easy to just sit atop those couds but every now and then we have to remember that the higher we arte the harder we fall. The enemy is not unaware of this and will use that to bring us down he will attack us in all kinds of ways to do so. But when this happens I always remember to look to the sky because if your looking up your blind to everything else.

But wait you have the gift of tongues? that is amazing I have only encountered it once the others were fake but I remember how it filled me with strength and holiness in my spirit it was literally as if fire was being spoken into my being

Well I don't have dreams or visions as often as I used to but I am guessing he knew my deep desire and love for him and have wanted to express it to him fully but the human tongue is simply unable there is just no words for it and so I think my heart was spoken in that dream and how he feels as well.
I noticed there was a book of judgement and how many before would tremble before him but like I wrote I guess I just ran with my heart I only saw him and my body acted. Insteead of concerning about the book and the judgement and trembling before him I just lunged at him lol. I suppose having such a child like nature and heart it isn't that surprising to me I can easily see myself doing just that

The Father has given us His Son and His Holy Spirit......absolutely amazing!!! God definitely wants a relationship with us. He has done EVERYTHING He can possibly do to get our attention and get us to engage in a relationship with Him. I'm in!

Trying to get love, attention, companionship, advice, time availability, whatever from people is just not going to satisfy us and oftentimes will just disappoint us..... we got to pursue our relationship with God first, then people. God does NOT disappoint, people do and don't mean to or sometimes they do mean to, lol! Either way, it doesn't matter - I just choose to pursue God!

When our relationship with God is right, our relationship with people changes - a whole new perspective!

Blain, I love how you ran to God in your dream with unabandoned love for Him! That's what He wants - there's no fear of judgment in perfect love - just fervency, steadfastness, faithfulness, constant abiding peace and great joy!

The Holy Spirit gift of tongues is wonderful, I enjoy it very much and am very thankful for it. Many ridicule and slander me or anyone with the gift, yet I don't care, any gift from the Holy Spirit is so precious and life-giving!!

I did "tarry" for about 4 months before I got it! I just kept praying and desiring the gift, I kept reminding myself and God that Yeshua/Jesus had said He had to go away or the Comforter would NOT come and it was expedient that the Comforter come! Well, after giving all my heart, soul, mind, will and emotions over completely to God, the Comforter came!! Hallelujah! I'm so glad He did!! I am not an orphan!! Out of my belly flows rivers of living waters! Thank You, Father!! Amen.

Well it is true a lot of people will slander the gift of tongues and people who claim to have it but I don't like to put God in a box. Even if I had never experienced it first hand I would still believe in it because I don't believe in something because I have seen or experienced it I believe because of what I have come to know of him.

As I am sure you know the bdf is full of tongue disproving people and a lot of times when I am in those debates I see people go to great lengths to disprove it misusing and cherry picking scripture posting videos ect. But what matters is what you know to be true

Since mothers day is coming up I thought I would post my first poem I ever wrote to all you moms out there take it from a person who has never known a mothers love for most of his life, your love for your children means far more than you will ever realize

A mothers day is a mothers way
A silver leaf a golden bell a royal crown a story to tell, such is the things a child bears given from a mother whose heart sheds tears. Time is cruel and time is short a mother knows this and builds in inner fort.
She hides the truth from her own heart that her child is not the baby she knew from the start, they grow in wisdom and the grow in age gaining understanding like a wise old sage. What she wouldn't do to turn back time to see her child of youth on the turn of a dime, but look at the mother bird and consider her ways even she knows her hatchlings must fly today.
With their head held high as they learn to fly their wings abroad and touch the sky they test their wings they give it a shot a fire in their eyes burning oh so hot. They are eagles so noble and bold as they soar from the nest their home of old, the mother bird is both warm and cold she has pride in her eyes yet so I am told, the dagger of time makes her strength begin to fold.
A mothers day and a mother way is living each moment with her loved ones today though the hatchling may never consider the sacrifice the tears the love given, the love and the warmth from her never withers. A day goes in and a day goes by a time to laugh and time to cry but every mother knows inside there must come a day when her child learns to fly

A mothers day poem written from the heart. who can understand the pain of a mother who knows that one day her child must grow up and leave her embracing arms?

It seems you may have more insight than you realize about the coming and goings, sniff sniff, of a mother and her children. It helps me to remember who they belong to, but still I ache to breaking, missing both my daughters.

I mean, I saw one just yesterday, but it was a fly by. My oldest, she moved to Alaska 3 months ago. I touch base with them very often, thank God for modern technology.

I know and am grateful that they have lives of their own, but still nothing is as sweet as when both my babies and their babies are physically within arms reach.

This was soooo very beautiful. Thank you for expressing yourself so well.

Like others say....keep em coming.

I am glad you both liked it, I actually am not being humble humble when I say this but it isn't that I had insight of any kind God just sometimes gives me a deeper level of empathy as if I can feel what others are feeling deep in their hearts like I myself am going through it feeling every ache pain inner tear ect. This often times is what influences my prayers

Yes just like a mother bird to see them set their wings and fly fills you with pride and joy but it is also a bitter sweet thing because that ache will always be there wishing you could hold them as they were at least once more, knowing that they are not in your wings of protection like they once were but no matter how far they fly in your eyes you will always see that little one you once held.

I think your right absolutely right. I believe that could be the entire point, I mean for most of my life all I wanted was to know the love of a mother and for part of my life I had it until my family just changed and for years I was alone and felt uncared and unloved but when God came into my heart I was drowned in his love for me I felt like a small child cuddling with him I knew suddenly the love I never had.

As endless and pure as the waters of the Nile that flows so to does the love of motherhood. Forever pure and forever clean a sparkling water unconditional and unearned. For in that moment a bond is formed , for in that moment a spark is born. The flames of such a heart shines her eyes, yes even in her weariness her eyes speak it.

For even the father above will always know how that kind of love will always show. Though you know it not and though your youth burns hot to you Oh little one know this, Never take for granted the heart that beats for you. A mothers heart is bittersweet for though she teaches how to live drink and eat at night she lays awake in worry for the soul that her her heart beats.The world is cruel and the world is sad but the love of her heart will make you glad.
A poem for my mom it took me far to long but I am so grateful for all you do for me even if you don't know it

Ty I am glad you liked it, and remember you have my permission to use any poems you want especially since mothers day is coming up

Beaten and bruised under the heel of adversity, shaken and broken weary and losing strength. So it the joy of the devil in my daily living, Oh how the bleeding streams from my soul, how the bruises ache and mourn in pain. How weak and sorrowful am I how easily he tramples my soul with agony and torture.
But hear me oh satan and listen to my cry, how arrogant you are and how blind is you victory laugh. You think you have won you relish in your victory seat yet how your folly eludes you and how deaf is your reason.

The time is near you fool of fools when all you have broken and shattered will rise as a phoenix a blazing fire is that which will consume you. Kneel of foolish serpent and witness the power of my Lord, feel the fires that blaze in my soul and tremble. For though you have indeed done well in your pursuit to shatter me remain shattered I shall not. Witness now oh dumb and blind, the fire and power of our Lord, let these words reach your ears.

For though you break us and though you beat us and bruise us a phoenix never truly dies and is never truly broken. Let the power of our lord sweep the nation let the holy Ghost ignite inside our souls. Shall we stay still and be broken? will a warrior lay down his arms in surrender? Fear is not our name defeat is not our mark, raise your blades oh children of the king, raise your battle cries with all your might.

Can you feel it my beloveds? Can you hear and see it? Let passion and power of our kings words flow through your soul, let his blazing fire be the blood in your veins. Rise oh children of Israel all who have taken the kings mark, raise your blades in defiance to the enemies conquest, let the fire in your eyes and the aura of the Lords strength emblaze and surround you. I speak to the hearts and souls of our Lord and with his power and authority, struggle no more dwindle in the art of war no longer. For you oh beloved children of out king are his elect, his chosen and treasured and you bear his mark and his approval of authority.

And to you oh enemy of our Lord, I shall bear witness to your downfall and my blade will strike, I shall raise my eyes to the king and he will be pleased. I shall falter not and move to the battle field. My eyes will ablaze and fear shall be your name. And I warn you serpent for eevery child you send your armies to harm there I shall be and shall with my blade interceding.

Make no mistake foolish one. my love for my kings children shall not be underestimated, know my resolve see and feel the fires of my words. In my anger shall I fight in my desire to protect and uphold will my blade meet you in the war. Relish while you can for your chess piece is near it's check mate

Thank you lafftur honestly I was worried I let my fire go a bit much it was just raging inside me and the only thing I could do was write I mean it was so intense and so powerful but I am not used to that kind of thing my poems tend to be more gentle and encouraging but this was something I just knew I had to do but because it isn't usually what God leads me to write I worried I made it less a poem and maybe a declaration of war or maybe both?

You just let God flow! He’s doing some inner healing in you and all of us with each poem/declaration!!!

Wooohooo! I’m loving what God is doing with all of us!! Hallelujah!!!

I love your spirit you seem so full of the joy of the Lord