Thursday, March 20, 2008

The Warrior Prepared

I was formed a mighty warrior to shake the foundations of nations and break the might of armies. A shield was given to me that no arrow nor spear might pierce. My sword cuts steel and nothing holds it back, My head is protected with an armored crown and my chest is kept withing impermeable metals from a world unseen by mere sight. My waist is tied tight and my feet are saddled and protected. I was given sight and insight, knowledge, wisdom and speed. An army follows me and The LORD hand is upon me, His fire and Power is with me. Where ever I go I win and in everything I do I succeed. No enemy shall stand before me and prosper for all was pushed into my hands.

O Father! You have given me so much and so much is asked from me. I count not on myself for you know where you saved me from, You and i know. But I know where my strength comes from. My Assurance stands strong over the heights of the earth and the folds of the heavens. My Assurance shaped the earth with his breath and moved the universe with His hands. My Assurance owns time and life to Him is within. Giver of all authority and with His permission everything happens. My God is Mighty far above all. In Him I trust. In Him is my assurance!

In wait of an appointed time

It's been long since I tapped in my feeling into this cold cyber world of nonsense. God I'm so rude! Sorry I'm just not feeling well. Spring, my favorite season of depression in Egypt. Spring here is mostly like summer but even worse, It's also comes up with southern sand storms that are so terrible.

The Kingdom of Egypt is so struck in the spiritual realm by spirits of stupidity and lust. And I thought Egypt was a pure place but really it is not. I guess after my trip to New York city I know this is a bloody mess here. Anyway, my dream stands but hardly holds on to faith.

O God, O God; why did you show me that vision? Like you said to John, It would be sweet in your mouth but bitter inside you. O Yes, it sure is! How sweet were the words, the promises and the hope, but it's so bitter to live for such fulfillment day by day. After such knowledge, reality becomes worse and life becomes unbearable, a burden and a very heavy yoke. And You LORD, You know. You have made me in such a way and changed my form in such a manner that puzzles my understanding. You know what You have put inside me, That which I don't understand but know so well. You know what triggers me and have set a time for me to do what I should. What I saw and what I long for. If it was not for that Bitter Sweet Purpose I wouldn't have come here and if You ever take it away from my book then put me to sleep with my fathers. I shall not ask for the time nor for You to rush things up for I know such knowledge is for You and is sealed from the ears of men. And though You pierce me, I shall wait. I know all will be in it's due time. All will be.