A Relationship

There comes a time and a place where you experience the love of God. 

It doesn't exactly happen when you get saved, 

or when you die. 

It happens when you realize the deepest parts of you are not met. 

When someone bigger than yourself is reaching down to where others have never dared to go,
 and where you yourself have feared, 

Would never be touched in the way you dreamed. 

You've always known it would be if you only got to that place! 

Entered into his presence and just talked to Him but,

Do we dare? 

We ask. 

Do we dare risk?

Do we dare step towards this person that will take us higher? 

Like a rollarcoaster that never drops. 

Do we dare to dream of a relationship that is perfect, in the light of a different being? 

Do we dare enter into a house of servants, 

knowing that one day the training will be over and we will enter his chamber. 

As Esther did. 

Do we dare fall in love with a King- Not just a king but the King of kings?

Do we dare realize his love?

Do we dare experience? 

We are afraid of our lover. 

Being so abused by the one who owned us before, we don't know how to act!

We act out of the habits of the other house because we were there for so long.

It's hard breaking from the habits. 

But really the thing that draws us back the most- 

is realizing the fact that true love does exist! 

That perfect love exist! 

Chains, sin, does not hold us back. 

For when Christ died they were broken, it died. 

Even if you sin, God forgives.

Believing in this "dream" is possible,

It can become a reality by pursuing God as he pursues us daily.

The love of God is a experience that is breathtaking, 

Beautiful,

Engaging,

Moving. 

Being intimate with God is a beautiful reality. 

A love that makes you so deep in love,

Emotions come you don't even know what to do with, 

So you use them to pursue Him more,

And you draw closer, deeper. 

Emotions come stronger and it all happens again. 

A beautiful cycle!

Made specifically for us,
for Him.
We were made just to love God!
To just be His own,
to share a paradise with Him.
I haven't always known true love,
I thought I did but,
pursuing God,
Him pursuing me-
Changes everything!

Deep calls out to deep, deep, deep.
He calls out to me, me, me!
We live to Eterity.
Where WE live life forever as one!

Pursuing is something that never stops,
It persits,
It moves,
It engages.
Its an everlasting thing that,
 gives a drive to do things you never thought you could do,
simply because you love!
Pursuing is beautiful if looked at the right way,
In the wrong way it could look like more of a chore,
than an opportunity!
Pursuing is life changing.
When you make that the prime to life,
pursuing God,
Your in adventure for a lifetime.
One you will NEVER forget,
One you will never want to stop.
The best part about all this it never does stop!
It NEVER does.

(From my journal)

Raging Storm

Rains crash,
Storms yell at me,
I can feel the winds whip my skirt and my hair.
Everything around me is suddenly falling apart,
I have a million reasons to look a round but,
I don't!

My gaze is set on one,
My hope is in Him,
He is my joy and my resting place.
I can hear the screams of my flesh,
Saying look there and there!
I ignore and press forward,
Looking towards the peak,
The sun I see behind the clouds peering down at me.

In the myst of the storm,
 Our gaze met and His eyes kept me going.
His hand out to me,
Thats all I see,
I feel is Him.
I run to meet Him,
He does to me!
He has set me as a warrior,
His warrior to fight for His love,
 And the freedom of all people!

Pressing forward is,
 Learning to ignore everything and focused on one.
The tornadoes turns coming closer to me,
I see hurricanes coming but,
Continue to focus on the one light,
The light I can see,
 And almost fully feeling with every step.

I am not scared,
 For my Groom has taught me the signs,
I remember.
He whispers, "Remember my teachings."
The tornado is at my side,
The hurricanes at the other,
Rain pounding and snow coming.
Death is near,
I know.

The worlds are finally aligning,
The tornadoes colliding with the Earth.
Wind against the flesh of the Earth.
Spirit colliding with my flesh!
The rain I say thanks for it is Grace,
For I am soaked in it!

The tornado takes me up,
And so does the hurricane.
I am now in God's grip,
I am not afraid of death,
 For I already see His face.
There at the top I see the son,
 And then I enter the presence.
But wait I am not dead, I am alive.

Entering God's presence is like a tornato,
Loud  and uncomterble.
Scary and soul searching,
Full of all fruits,
A feast full of dealious foods!
Keep sight on the Son,
He is at the top of everywhere,
He is everywhere!
Raging is the wonderful storm,
 Of His presence!

The Bride

People twirling in circles,
Beating feet on the ground,
Passion flowing through their hands,
A song being chanted of deep love,
It takes me deeper.
Dancing is passion and rest.

Swaying fabric of White,
Gold and,
burgande.
Tasels and jewels are shown,

The colors,
Jewels show,
The riches of the King of kings!

Bare feet for reverence!
Lush hair,
Healthy skin of cream!
Beauty pure,
Clean.
The wealth the beauty and wonder of her soul,
The want of being pursued by the Lord of lords!

She is His Bride,
He is her Prize!
Forever passionetely dancing,
The Kingdom is dancing!

Another vision... I had.

Jesus the dying Lover

One step a step towards freedom,
A crown of thorns, they mock me.
The lover you know as your own,
Killed for all the things you try to hide

Blood drops to the ground,
It echos in my ears,
As I take another step towards tribulation.

On His face was pain,
On His face was mourning.
The very tears mocked me,
Me remembering all the times I have pushed Him aside,
All the times I've let go to temptation.

Each slash on His back,

Wrote a story,
Each one He beared for a person,
A people.
I can only imagine the torment He felt!

He did this for me!
Thoughts beat at Me,
"Its all your fault!"
"If it wasn't for you,
He wouldn't have to do that."
Then He takes those thoughts in His Hands,
Crushes them,
And the words flow from His lips "IT is finished!"

He yells "No longer Satan will you torcher MY Bride,
Because she is mine!"
He smiles down into my face,
For when I collapsed out of weariness,
Out of pain
He was there to catch me in His arms!
All this for Love,
How much better can it get?
He whispers "Better still."

Now we stand hand in hand but,
I still look back at that day,
To remember the most beautiful love story that ever took place,
All for me, and you.
He loves US!

War

Life is short,
And is in barren lands.
A place where evil manifest,
Where ever it can fit!
Satan's battle ground.
How do we survive?
How do we fight?
No materiel sword can defeat,
No mere human can win by self.

Oh but if you cry,
If you praise,
If you give your self body and soul,
Unto One.
You will see a war greater than flesh,
 Be won-
The air will scream Holy is the One who Made me,
An then you will see the war of Spirit and Flesh.

Evil can rise and say,
I am the Most High.
For that he cries,
Lying to Him self in desperation,
Wanting it to be Truth!
But Thanks be to God,
its a lie and always will be!

Be warned brethren,
The shadows many times,
Tries to swallow up the Light,
But never succeeding!
Them warring for your soul and mine,
For if his identity is realized then,
The war is done,
And all Heaven rejoices!

For Light always comes,
The next day.
The sun always shines when the hour comes,
Light flourish onward and is always high in the sky!
Because God is Higher still,
And will ALWAYS rule on His throne!

A Dance!

The grass kisses my bare feet,
So do the wild flowers that grow near and far.
I was called to this place,
By a voice like the wind.

His voice was fair and gentle,
His smile joyous with radiant awe!
I cannot explain the twinkle in His eye or
The youth in His step,
All I know,
 Is that it was my lover,
 Calling me with a voice like thunder,
And sweet tempered heavenly speech.

"Come away with me",
He said enchantingly.
"Draw me away.",
I replied, entranced by His Spirit.

The tune was rapturous,
We danced playfully in the mid- day breeze,
Where His creation sung with Thee!
He took me in His arms,
The melody slow,
I closed my eyes and breathed deeply,
I could feel His heart singing over me!

I looked into His eyes and they glemed,
"He loves me" I thought.
He smiled, I smiled in return.
Our steps took us around the fire,
And our thoughts were passionately alluring.
The steps became faster,
Our song louder.
We were dancing for His Kingdom,
For each other.

We came into each other grasp,
And as we collided,
So did our hearts!
Thats when He whispered
"Dance with Me,
Into eterity!"

Kassidy R. M. Burke


This was was a vision I had of Me with Jesus. :)  

Presence of One- Another poem.

Grasses bend beneth the breeze,
Trees bow to the wind,
The sun burns hot,
Withen its self is a raging fire.

I stand in the grass watching the trees bend.
The sun on my face,
Its rays burning me inside and out!

We are like the tree,
Growing in many different ways towards ONE hope,
Bending in the presence of God,
 And feeling His burning passion.

He whispers His breath is peace,
He sends rain to remind me of the grace he grants me,
For He says it comes in buckets and blows like a storm!
He is not still but,
Violent for Me,
 As the King was for Helen of Troy!

The nerves in my stomuch cry for joy,
For His fragrace is near,
My body shakes in emotion,
The tears drop,
 Like the rain drops of grace he sends me.
He places a hand on my shoulders and whispers "I am Here."

But the tears roll faster and my heart pounds on the door of my chest,
I can feel his passion!
He wants me,
Oh He wants Me!
He loves me,
Till death but oh and then,
Our life will only begin together,
Forever as ONE!

Love in The Afternoon...

Birds tweet,
Birds fly in a flutter,
Their wings meet the sky,
They sing and rustle with tweets again,
Butterflies dance,

My voice meets the air as I walk about thy garden,
The rays of sun bounce off my bonnet,
I see a figure standing there,
There I wander and I stand as eye an eye meet,
They both stand.
For time has set them apart for a season,
But now they meet again with wringing hands.

The waters trickle in the spring,
The fountain is silent and the air dry,
No storm in the distances,
Only one in the heart.

Silent is what meets the eyes and what the ear hears,
Not a step made not a word spoken,
Just one silent glance,
Just one smile shown,
The two people here and there,
Gladly watching eachother. 

Kassidy R. M. Burke

There Must be More...A poem

As the river meets the bend,
So does my Heart bend towards my God.
As the flowers scent rises,
So do my eyes rise to the sky-
Waiting patiencely as the years turn by and by,
Me growing my spirit riding on the back of holy waters,
It has burned my soul.

The fire burns within with roaring replys to my selfish heart,
I still have much to learn,
And this my teacher grows with every right reply!
The Fire growing large,
My heart growing weaker in complete humble serenity.
I learn greatly through time as the trees grow near by,
And the mountins with their strength are nothing compared to a powerful Father.

The perfection of creation,
And it showing a mighty hand at every move and sound,
It moving graciously it worshiping silently,
I realize if I am Gods greatest creation,
With the heart I have just learning humble serenity.
Then there must be more than what meets my eye,
And has not yet been reveiled to my story.

By Kassidy R. M. Burke