Spiritual Warfare                                                                           

 Before my eighth birthday, my parents split up. Our lives would become a bit dysfunctional for a while and I would find myself, at a very young age, seeking a closer walk with the LORD. I also started experiencing something that I could not understand. No one had ever spoken about this. Sometimes I thought I was possessed. Other times I thought I had a mental problem and was so afraid to tell any grownups for fear of being sent away and being separated from my mom. It was if someone was standing beside me and saying profanities and all kinds of evil things, nonstop. In my own thoughts, I would praise GOD and beg for his forgiveness and protection for me and my family. The contrary thoughts were nonstop. All day I would ask GOD to forgive me. When I was about 9 or 10 years, on a few occasions, my older sister and I would attend church services with some of our friends we had met at school. They lived about a half a mile from us. One evening while sitting in my pew, a woman came up to me and asked if I would like to accept Jesus in my heart. I thought this was something they did every week...that Jesus stayed for a little while and then went HIS way, only to return at the next alter call. I remember shaking as the woman spoke to me but I went up front anyway and kneeled at the altar to accept HIM into my heart. Even though I did not understand what was going on, the evil thoughts left me. There would be such calm and peace for a few days. It was wonderful. Later I learned that this peace came from the Holy Spirit and that the evil thoughts were never my own. I knew something very special had taken place at the altar. But before I would learn this, the enemy returned. I still did not know this was the enemy and I would continually beg forgiveness.  One day when I was 13, I decided it was time to be baptized. I was hoping this would stop the torment. I remember before going to sleep that night, hoping that I would die during the night to be with Jesus. After all I had just been baptized. He had washed all my sins away and I was ready to leave this evil world. The next morning, I woke up like always and was a little disappointed that I was still here.  

When I was a teenager, my mother gave me a bible bookmark. On it was a beautiful poem about GOD. This was a special bookmark, as it stirred something inside, giving me the desire to write poems about GOD and to GOD.  I have shared some of them with you below. Keep in mind, in some of my earlier poems; I was not sure I was saved. I thought I had missed the mark and I was continuously begging for forgiveness and freedom. It wasn't until later on in my adult life that I realized the torment of my youth was not me but for some reason, I was being targeted by the enemy. I remember telling GOD as a child that when I grew up I wanted to find someone that was going through what I was going through and help them. I did not know about GOD's armor then. I am so glad that GOD can turn things around for good. "All things work together for good to those that love GOD and those called according to his purpose" This was not easy to talk about, but well worth it if my story can inspire one person. May you always remember the armor of GOD is real and there is safety under it.  Ephesians 6:10-18, Isaiah 54:17

My Poems

Dear LORD I love YOU so much

Dear LORD, I love YOU so much

and I'm trying hard YOU know

to keep all of YOUR commandments

that with JESUS I might go,

to heaven and live eternally.

Dear LORD, I know somehow

that YOU are helping me

And I do believe, with all my heart

That YOU can set me free

lovingarms, 1971

He Is Coming Soon

I know that GOD is listening

whatever they may say.

So I 'll just go on loving HIM,

each and every day.

Trying to be better.

Every split second counts.

Friend, I don't know when it will be.

But I know this world will end very soon,

for you and for me.

He may come in the night:

It may be mid day noon.

I don't know when it will be.

But love, I guarntee, it may be very soon.

lovingarms, 1971

My Early Morning Stroll

I took a stroll early one day.

With troubles in my heart, I prayed.

I looked above, at the sky so blue.

With shouts within me,

GOD, WHERE ARE YOU?

MY HURTS ARE GREAT!

MY WOUNDS PIERCE DEEP!

DEAR GOD, PLEASE LOOK DOWN AT ME!

Then I heard a voice, so softly say...

I left your house with you today.

And with you walked.

I heard you pray.

Why do you seek me so far away?

lovingarms, 1983