First Things

Sometimes, to stir the coals of the spirit woman, one must go back to the first things, the simple worship and dancing foolishly before His thrown, the morning devotional book, the prayer, and the Bible reading, and not doing because one has to...but from the heart....

Joy comes like the first moonbeams of the summer's eve, and the newly twinkling stars of the night sky...so pure and so sweet.

~ Morria

Journey to Kansas City

I am going to Kansas City today, fun and shopping!!!  ^_^  Wish Bev and Rayne could be here, but we shall talk via phone.
My poor health remains.  My body is weak, though my mind is alive and my spirit souring.  There is so much I am to do for God while I am here; 'tis time to get started. Enough moaning about.  'Tis time!!!

~ Morria

Mortal Prison

Oh, mortal shell that I wear,

trapped within its prison cell.

How long I for the freedom of immortality,

the open flight of Spirit

far beyond this mortal world.

Long have I sought in vain

for this freedom of the Soul.

Long have I sought to find this joy

for my mortal self.

Who shall free those trapped

within the prison of mortality?

Who shall journey this world

filled with dying mortals,

yet walk immortally?

Who shall unlock the chains of sin and doubt,

that bind all within this mortal shell?

A Holy Son, born of mortal woman and Divine Father.

He shall break each chain and bar

 of our prison cell.

For though He walked this mortal world

 and died a mortal death,

 Death its hold could not keep,

Sin its stain would not hold,

For the Divine Father chose to restore

this His immortal Son.

Silver Chalice, in the nail scared hands,

Drink this His immortal blood

and cast aside the shell of mortality.

Yeshua, Holy Son, save us now

 by thy Divine plan.

 2002 - MMH/MMN

~ Morria