Do You Have Yeast In You?

When you’re placed in the ovens of life, the fiery trials that engulf you, there is one question to ask yourself:

Do I have yeast in me?

The power to rise like dough in the midst of the heat, like the soaring bird in the storm, lie within all of us. The lightness in our spirit will cause us to float against the raging ocean waters, and ride the currents of life to our destinations. Though the sea may rage and the winds become contrary, I rise, because within me, as a yeast, I house the spirit of a powerful God!

Do you have your yeast in you?

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Mastering Your Atmosphere

Bringing the powerful universal forces of thought energy, word power, and passion-filled action together to make a clenched fist, has the power to change any atmosphere without, because it has already mastered the atmosphere within.

                                 

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Can A Storm Rage Forever? A Prophecy

Can a storm rage forever?

How long can a bird stay in the air?

How long can a whisper stay silent?

In a little while, I will visit the times

For the earth is all mine

All of the species of every kind

Will you resist me and my hand?

Show me if you possibly can

For, in a little while, with the blast from my mouth,

I will send it all south

Into the pit, white supremacy will all be a myth.

I am the God of your tears

And know all of your fears

For your pain and rejection, I come with shears

To cut the cord on your shame

And replace it with a glorious fame

I will expand you and prosper you, and give you a great name.

For, I am the God of all of the peoples

I raise up and  I bring down, and I visit your steeples

Fear not my son, my daughter,

For the enemies of my righteousness, I’ll bring their plans to a slaughter

For your thirst, my children, I am bringing you fresh water.

For race is my place

And it suits my taste

And I am coming

I have made haste

To visit your case

The iniquity is full

In a deep sleep they lull

I love you my people

Great is your pain

And great will be your gain

I will visit your pain

With hordes of grain

Removing the shame.

All of your enemies, I will tame

I will crown you with a royal mane

Fear not, I am the Lord of Lords

And the King of Kings

Can anyone harness my anger?

And stuff it in a manger?

Can anyone suppress me with danger?

For, I am the God of your battle

I was there when they moved you like cattle

And sold you as chattel

But on all your history, you’ll place a saddle

You will ride it into glory.

For, I will return you to your former glory

Where you first wrote the story

The Lord of History

Is he who removes the mystery.

I am here my children, I am here.

I am here my children, I am here.

Do not fear. Your destiny is hidden… in my tear.