“And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.” Genesis 1:31
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The sweet breath of spring
rises up to greet the
pure, first light of dawn.
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The fields dance,
stirring silent butterflies,
rising to decorate the sky.
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The seas surge and recede,
calling to the waking earth,
It’s a new day!
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Resting there,
receive the gift,
of the innocence born of God,
of the intimacy known with God.
By Linda J. Humes
Written 1/5/98
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Oh, that I could cup You in my hands and give to another to drink.
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Oh, that they could taste the sweet water that flows through
my body and trickles gently from my lips.
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Gentle Spirit, unbridled, yet housed within
– what peace you settle here.
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Kissed by Heaven
– Sweet, sweet soul.
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My praises could never foster a strong enough
command to properly honor you.
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Dearest friend – treasured Prince
– could words ever express the love
You gave to me to share.
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“And all this assembly shall know that the Lord saveth not with sword and spear: for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give you into our hands.” 1 Samuel 17:47 KJV
Written 2-6-2002
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In the challenge of tomorrow,
The world can be so cold,
We are called to shine as beacons,
A task not easily done.
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Yet we walk with pride and victory,
Because we know what’s to come,
As we’re singing hallelujah,
Oh, Lord, we’re coming home.
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Oh, come now,
Sweet Spirit,
Sweet Honey from above,
Precious Bread that’s never gone.
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Bring Rivers,
Of Water,
To lead me along,
As the Spirit takes me home.
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Written as a song – 1991
“And they said one to another, Did not our heart burn within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures?” Luke 24:32
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We come to you, Oh, Lord,
Our hearts we open wide,
Sweet angels guide us home,
Through prayer we’re safe inside.
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Keep hunger in our souls,
Sweet fillings every day,
We’ll gently teach your Word,
And live you ways.
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Please hold us close, Oh, Lord,
The way is dark and steep,
We comfort in Your love,
With joy we weep.
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Please walk with us, Oh Lord,
You’ve sent us to the world;
Their lives are dark and lost,
We’re here to stop their hurt.
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Put mercy in our souls,
Your perfect love we seek;
For danger stands nearby,
Each time we speak.
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We represent Your truths,
Our Joy must never dim;
That all may want to know,
The peace within.
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We drink Your word, Oh Lord,
Our hearts and souls are filled.
Your teachings guide our steps,
Our fears and hurts are stilled.
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We come in daily prayer,
Our vigils never cease.
We gladly intercede,
To bring our brothers peace.
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Please guide each step, Oh Lord,
To keep our witness true,
Your Spirit lights our path,
Each faithful step renews.
Written 9-3-91 as a song
As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all. Ecc 11:5
The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit. John 3:8
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At the breath of dawn
I raise my life to You.
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I feel your warmth,
caressing the weary lines
that etch and pull
at the curves of my face.
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Your light tenderly penetrates
the closed lids
of my eyes,
beckoning me to see,
far past the visible realm.
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I raise myself up,
straight and tall,
pleading to you for the strength
I once had
of my own ability.
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My own strength fails,
as it always has,
but Your strength overcomes
my weakness
as I step out for You.
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I remain in sweet communion,
our spirits touch through
the gift of Your precious Spirit.
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I absorb and regenerate
from the power of joining with You.
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Your anointing oil pours
from the cup of Your desires
to the hope of my will.
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I see what you have called me to,
but understand not.
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I touch the oil that flows
down my garments
and wonder “Why”?
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The oil glistens on my fingertips
as I take it to its appointed work.
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I question and doubt,
every step of the way,
at why I was chosen for this work;
whether I could truly
make a difference.
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As I reach the appointed place,
I reach out and touch the life
I’ve been sent to heal.
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The anointing and the Spirit become one,
coursing through this vessel.
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The Spirit speaks forth
as virtue flows out
through these fingertips
and into another called of God.
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After the evening passes
and the shadows of doubt diminish
I return to the dawn
to seek You once again.
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I so desire to know You,
to understand the plans
You’ve set in motion,
a plan that only you
can comprehend.
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Forgive me, Lord,
in the dusk of doubt.
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Help me to know that
my greatest mission
is to carry forth the touch
You have put in my hand,
And to take the steps,
You have placed in my feet.
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Help me to realize that
all I need to know,
all I need to understand,
is that every move I make
is completely in Your will.
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Written 6-17-99
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And God hath set some in the church, first apostles, secondarily prophets, thirdly teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healings, helps, governments, diversities of tongues. 1 Corinthians 12:28 (KJV)
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Sun glistens through the flowing golden honey,
Slowly – deliberately – gracefully,
It edges downward toward the earth.
The secret of the hive is revealed,
The source of perfect sweetness at the hand of God.
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There it glistens – calling to a tender heart,
“taste and see” – “taste and see”
“the incomparable savor of God.
Come ye born to Apostle.
Come ye born to Teach.
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Reach forth ye Shepherds and collect enough to satisfy your flock.
Help him to carry – those called as Servants.
Come ye – those called to pray the gift of Healing into this treasure.
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Multiply the pots – those called to Miracles.
Prepare the way – those called to chart the Path.
Speak the Word of deliverance – in the tongues of angels,
That no soul will go untouched.
Raise up your voice in harmonious worship,
Preparing the Heavenlies.
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Let the song of the Lord flow forth,
Golden – Sweet – Pure
As God’s rich nectar.
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Fear not the gifts God has birthed inside you.
Fear not the power of the Anointing as it flows through you.
Be not concerned at the doubting words of man,
they understand not.
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Speak the Word with a tongue touched with honey,
Pure – untainted – deliberate.
Be the untouched – untouchable Gospel,
To The WORLD.
Amen!
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Written 6-16-07
Linda J. Humes 