O people, Tell Him !!!

O tell Him, Tell Him:
He is all radiant, He has no equal.
His face displays holiness.
He is my golden One.
He is The lover of my soul.
He is like a bouquet of sweet henna blossoms.
My beloved is handsome and winsome.
He has no rival, He is so beautiful.
He takes me into His banquet house,
We raise a glass to love.
His eyes! Flashing love all over me.
Every cell in my body, every beat in my heart is filled with His love.
Oh people! This is my lover.
This is my dearest.
I am drunk with love.
He is all mine.
He is Alpha and Omega.
His fragrance is refreshing and pleasant.
His love is sweet.
His words are kisses.
His lips are dropping healing words dripping with myrrh.
He is covered in splendor and majesty.
He is my beloved, He is my closest friend.
He is the Rose of Sharon, the rarest of roses.
He is the lily of the valleys.
He is the sun of righteousness.
He is so lovely and graceful.
He is the gold of Ophir. The loveliest.
He is outstanding, the fairest among ten thousand.
He alone is my beloved.
O tell Him, every bit of Him is desirable.
He is a sachet of myrrh.
He is all beautiful and truly delightful.
He is all mine.
His love ignites in my heart flames of passion for Him.
I am in love with Him.
Oh I am lovesick.
I burn with passion for Him.
I long for more of His presence, more intensely.
Tell Him, I am not leaving His chambers.
I’ll stay with Him forever bathed in His flowing oil of love.
Drinking the sweetest wine and receiving divine kisses.
Tell Him, Tell Him : He is the One whom my soul loves.

There is no one like You!

 Lord, there is no one like you! for you are great and your name is full of power. Jeremiah 10:6

There is no one holy like you, YHWH of my heart.

There is no one who can stretches out the heavens like a curtain.

There is no one like you, my Balm of Gilead.

There is no one like you who rides through the heaves to my help.

There is no one like you in Your greatness.

There is no one like you in Your radiance.

There is no one like you in Your glory.

There is no one like you, YHWH of my praise.

There is no one like you, Master of my hallelujah.

There is no one like you, redeemer of my soul.

There is no one like you, lover of my soul.

There is no one like you, healer of my heart.

There is no one like you, my savior.

There is no one like you, my breakthrough.

There is no one like you, my revival.

There is no one like you, my lovingkindness.

There is no one like you, YHWH of the covenant.

There is no one like you, Lamb of God.

There is no one like you, Bread of Life.

There is no one like you, my El-Shaddai.

There is no one like you, JESUS.

There is no one like you, the most beautiful.

There is no one like you, King of Kings.

There is no one like you, deliverer of my bondage.

There is no one like you restorer of my soul.

There is no one like you, who is worthy.

There is no one like you, The Truth, The Life and The Way.

I submit my heart and my whole being to you my YHWH. You are all I need. You are ALL in ALL.  You are my God and my master. You are my king and my father. You are my redeemer and my savior. You are my love and my king.

Into the deep

 and he saw two boats by the lake, but the fishermen had gone out of them and were washing their nets. Getting into one of the boats, which was Simon’s, he asked him to put out a little from the land. And he sat down and taught the people from the boat.

When he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, “Put out into deep water, and let down the nets for a catch.”

Simon answered, “Master, we’ve worked hard all night and haven’t caught anything. But because you say so, I will let down the nets.”

And when they had done this, they enclosed a large number of fish, and their nets were breaking.

Jesus!! Come choose my boat, my heart, choose me, choose my life. Come with your glorious splendor shine on me, and through me.

In my Master’s hand, I yield everything. I give you all my Jesus. It is the deep of God calling out into the deep of my whole being.

I choose to yield to you My King. Let your Spirit make the breakthroughs and the miracles happen. Let my eyes see Your glory, God.

The deep calling out into the deep. 

Oh Lord, take me into the deep, where I can be consumed by you.

Take me into the deep, where I can encounter more of you.

Take me into the deep, where the unknown is known by you.

Take me into the deep, where I only depend on you, only you.

Take me into the deep where grace awaits me there.

Take me into the deep where miracles can happen.

Take me into the deep where every yoke is broken.

Take me into the deep where I can experience the long awaited breakthrough.

Take me into the deep where things are being released.

Take me into the deep where you, my king and my God, are there. 

O Lord, There is a deeper place for a deeper harvest. Oh God, let your Spirit increase the fire in my heart.

Take me into the deep where dreams are being accomplished!

🠞Dream BIG with the Almighty

Did you hear about my father?

Did you hear about my father?

Luke 15:11-24

This great man who worked hard all his life. He is that man who started from scratch knowing that one day he would have a family and children to care for.

My relationship with my brother wasn’t the best. He always wanted to study, to work with his hands and to be all the time around my father. His intention was to prove how he is a hard worker and the best son a father could ever have. He was always competing against me thinking he would earn more favor from our father. Our relationship was very dry. The only aspect that relates us in brotherhood is that we live under one roof. 

I have to say that I didn’t really bother with this because I was never attached to my family. I want to enjoy life and enjoy myself. I couldn’t even wait for my father to die to inherit that I just decided to ask for it before time. 

I have decided it is time for my father to give me my share of the inheritance. So I told him:

“ Father, the money will be mine anyway after you die - so better to give it to me now. I want my share of your estate that is coming to me.”

Now that I have all that will satisfy my needs and will give me happiness, I will start packing all my belongings and travel far away. I want to see the world. I want to finally live my life. I went to the farthest land where nobody knows me and no one would bother me saying whether what I do is right or wrong. But ... everything went wrong, I lost everything… The reality of living a sinful life shook me that I came back to my senses. I realized my need to have a father and be in his house. The need to belong and be surrounded by his presence. I decided to return at least to live like a servant in my father's house.

I spent days walking, sleeping on the dusty streets, with an empty stomach, but I kept going, I knew deep inside of me that there would be light at the end of the tunnel, because I am going to my father. All I have been thinking of is what I will be telling him? trying to make a scenario after another scenario in my mind . I can see my father's big house from far away...I can also see a man standing next to the big trees surrounding the house. I feel it is my father. Is he really waiting for me? I take a few more big steps and my heart tells me this is my father. but how would he know that I'll be returning? I was still a great way off and before anyone else could see me, before anyone else would see my shame, and how dirt is covering me..; My father had compassion on me … when I was still a great way off… seeing him running towards me, I could already feel his affection, I could smell the sweetness of his love, I could hear him welcoming me back.

He grabbed me despite the pig smell and my dirt, he embraced me and was wiping every tear falling from my eyes.

In his embrace, I think to myself: oh father...oh how I miss that sweet fragrance of fatherhood. It regenerates life within me. You give freshness to my weary body, my broken spirit and my whole being. Right in the center of your embrace, father, it feels so warm. It feels secure. It feels so good to be right inside of you. Your arms give me life, your heartbeats impart life to my dead heart, your breath blows over my soul, it comes into being and gives life again on the inside of me. Oh how I love you Abba. I want to be held in your arms forever.

In my father’s embrace, I was looking into his eyes that were pouring love and ardent affection. Looking back at me, with a burning passion, and glowing fire that was coming from his eyes. This love he has for me is inextinguishable. This look in his eyes is just unfailing. Words fail to express the love and tenderness I see in his eyes when he looks at me. The acceptance he has for me is unshakable!

Oh Father, I came to you. To rock me and swing me, in Your arms.

Oh Abba, You are ALL mine, ALL for me. You are here… providing all that I need.

Like a little child, I ran to you… you kneel down, getting so excited to embrace me in Your arms, You run even faster, you cannot wait to hold me tight in Your arms. I run to you and you grasp me, and don’t let me go.

Fatherhood flows from You. You are My Father and I am your child. You take My side, You do not reject me.

Your eyes say: I desire you, I delight in you.

Your arms around me say: I won’t leave you, you are Mine… FOREVER.

Your head leaning on my head says: I am your head, I am your glory, I am your light. I am the very exact thing you need and long for.

Sing my child, dance freely with me. I am Your First and Last. Look how beautiful you are, crowned with my mercies, my grace and my love.

Come my blameless, beautiful, holy and innocent, child…COME, let me pour more of Me in you.

He kisses me not just one kiss. His continual kisses are spilling ardent love. This great token of love, inflames my heart with new hope. Your repeated kisses restore my soul, heal my brokenness and cover my shame.

You give me the best robe to make me look like you, father.

You give me the ring and give me access to all your belongings, to recognize me in front of everyone as your son.

You bring sandals because only the slaves went barefoot, sons wore sandals! 

For you who are reading my story, I was dead and now I am alive.

Do you need to come home? Maybe you are away from the father? Do you feel his love for you? The father himself loves you.

“He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.” Psalms 40:2-3 

-saved by grace.

His beloved child,