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(James 1:3-4) “Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.” In this furnace I have shed my tears, lifted my voice, & cast my cares, now the trial begins, with my eye’s focused on the end I stand in the mist of the forging flame…

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Patiently Waiting

by Edward Taylor III

…(sigh)…

All I want LORD is some peace of mind , some peace in my time, time to relax, reflect, & reconnect with self, To self adjust cause perfection is a must;

God must have an extraordinary reason for my breath’n,“Be in tune” I keep thinking, “you’ll get there by faith understanding & grace;”

But what I’ve faced on this journey to my promise land, has not made me a fan of the trails I’ve endured, nor the ones yet to come,

So come what may, may God allow me to stay on this path of gold leading me to riches untold, knowledge unfolds mysteries, “cold peace!”, is my speech revelation speaks, truth explodes, & strong delusion grows quiet,

This small flame has turned into a RIOT OF PRAISE, which changes the tone of my complaining, My heart-felt real, my way now is sealed, so rejoice! & again I say rejoice for my voice has declared Gods good & complete works,

Yes – all this was, is , & will be worth it, for it’s all for my good that at the end my legacy will be perfect, perfectly established hand-crafted by the Masters hands THAT’s the testimony of this man…

(Matt 5: 14-16) “Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.” When God has completed his preparations, know that your moment has come, recognize you are no longer hidden from the world, realize you are now…

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EXPOSED

by Edward Taylor III

My eyes widen with a sudden rush of blood to the head, Like a high school crush this lust has crushed all reason,

I grasp my chest to catch my breath, breathing in this moment, absorbing every detail, My body frozen in an intense spell;

Then they call me to front, each motion to the stage is a fantasy turned reality, Stepping to the microphone I switch my voice to swagger tone,

As I stand flat-footed,

I examine my gun, load my bullets, spoken word in the chamber, the crowd screaming for me to,

“Pull trigger!”

So I unleash words in rapid fire rhythm causing casualties of the mind;

Thoughts are transformed, spirits awakened, & hope is taken to new highest, metaphors pound on drums of the ear,

HEAR…

HEAR… HEAR…

The flow dripping from tongue, flood victims of poetic truth now I leave you,

Touched by passion & exposed to greatness,

NOW…!

Unshroud your eye’s…

She is more precious than rubies: and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her. (Pro 3:15) this is…

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Elements of She

by Edward Taylor III

How long will the simple feast at the banquet of fools –

When it’s her insight they hunger for?

She possess a beauty which is to be more sought after than the rarest pearl in the sea.

She veil’s her face behind the shadow of words, to find her is to find understanding.

She walks in a garment meant for royalty.

She stands atop the highest peak calling out to those who need her compelling men to seek her.

Kings lust for her presence, rulers become beggars at her feet.

She is the guide leading men through the mist of choice-

When She spoke to Me…

her voice…

The very essence of reason.

She taught me her way’s;

She showed me great mysteries, & as I rested in her bosom..,

The waters of time stood still, frozen as a river caught in winters chill.

I soon fell in love with the warmth of her inspiration,

& when I awoke!

I found myself wed to her.

(…Sigh…)

awww-

Wisdom…

Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber.But he that entereth in by the door is the shepherd of the sheep. To him the porter openeth; and the sheep hear his voice: and he calleth his own sheep by name, and leadeth them out.And when he putteth forth his own sheep, he goeth before them, and the sheep follow him: for they know his voice.

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The Sheppard’s Call

By Edward Taylor III

Men love darkness more than light: but despite that love our hearts escape in flight;

We are called to a deliverance few are chosen to walk-in; We are led by the gift that God chose to lead men;

The good Sheppard watches over the flock appointed to him, by his strength & heart he intercedes,

Standing watch for our souls until his task is done, this deed given to him by the Holy one.

Oh! LORD let our eye’s open that we may see!

No longer blind to the gift from which your word pours from so freely!

Let us hear your word, hear the call to come, that we may be transformed into beloved sons!

Let us be counted amongst the ones who have heard & obeyed your Sheppard’s call…

Ever have one of those moments where something you’ve thought about all of a sudden makes sence? It’s like a light bulb comes on in your head and you come to the realization of a great mystery, well this is a poem of one of those moments, this is an EPIPHANY ( A sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.) of ME…

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An Epiphany of ME

Edward Taylor III

God shines down on ME;

The sun smiles down on ME;

I can feel the rain drops of hope that fall to refresh weary dreaming…

ME;

Delighted gazes pierce the silver shaded sky,

Rays of praise parts the grays so I can see…

ME;

God shines down on ME;

The sun smiles down on ME;

Seeing the melody of life flow like musical notes on a page they show…

ME,

A mystery accompanied by blue nights & diamond days they play questions,

Who am I , who am I supposed to be, & most importantly, who did God create me to be?

The answers are revealed as God opens the seals, like an ancient book, exposing…

ME…

I look up to see God shining down on ME;

The sun smiling down on ME;

&

I…

Smile back…

And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat:But I have prayed for thee, that thy faith fail not: and when thou art converted, strengthen thy brethren. (LK 22:31-32) We stand! We stand on the front lines of a battle which rages in our minds; there are times where it would “seem like” this battle goes ill, BUT TO GOD BE THE GLORY, this is a battle in a war that’s already WON, Therefore I stand with my arms raised & my fists clenched, my shout joining the symphony of victorious lifted voices as we declare to the enemy…

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You Can’t Sift Me!

By Edward Taylor III

What?!

What are these thoughts trying to penetrate the sanctuary of my mind? What are these invading pressures trying to compel me to lend my members to them?

Pictures of enticing images parade themselves before my mind’s eye. I feel the heat of the fiery darts as they attempt to ignite the senseless passion lying dormant with in my flesh;

Then I catch sight of a second adversary lurking in the shadows; heavy with gloom are the dark unsettling clouds of depression, circling me like a pack of ravenous wolves,

Cold & thoughtless is this spirit with no remorse it seeks to destroy all that I hold dear, then I hear it, the unsheathing of a sword wielded by the third agent of darkness sent against me;

Offence is its name & with carefully chosen words it takes aim with the intent of unleashing ego, anger, & pride, the three-headed beast I keep under lock & key;

I have to stay on guard because with well placed & timed offensive words I could be thrown off my highway falling victim to the three-headed beast. I feel a bead of sweat fall from my brow as the raging battle takes place with in me;

Taking up my spiritual sword I cast down every ungodly thought that tries to exalt itself above my King, remembering the promise I have, my faith begins to compass me about as a shield strengthening my hope quenching all thoughts contrary, as overwhelming forgiveness overruns all offences,

I begin to see piercing rays of light penetrate through the darkness, I exchange this heavy spirit for the garment of praise, I rejoice at the remembrance that my LORD Jesus prayed for my faith to fail not, I shabock my King, then with a loud shout I let out my decree of victory,

“You can’t sift Me”!!!

A thought came to mind about two things, beauty & attraction, two things that seem to be so alike but yet so different. For instance if you see an attractive person the most common thought that comes to mind is”wow he or she is very beautiful”, but if you make your conclusion just off of that glance you may miss what truly lies underneath.

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BEAUTY v.s. ATTRACTION

By Edward Taylor III

Attraction…

Attraction is often confused with beauty;

You see beauty is so much deeper than a simple chemical reaction like attraction;

Beauty has many dimensions, each holding different extensions, of ones inner light…

Like a crystal prism: no matter how the light is reflected whether by joy, love, or peace, you still get affected by beauty,

& just don’t limit beauty to three, there’s so many reflections the mind’s eye can see;

beauty is beyond skin deep, it’s a place attraction try’s to reach… tries & fails;

You see attraction is much more shallow, delicate, & fragile;

Though attraction can have everyone eating out of hand, inside its fading away like sand atop the hour-glass,

Stand from a distance & you might be enticed: But peer ever closer & you may see a soul gasping for life,

Look past the looking-glass to see a little girl or boy frightened & scarred,

Left bitter from words that were planted to harm, faking confidence so not to sound the alarm,

“I don’t need anyones help”

Attraction may say:

“All I need to do is bat my eye’s”,

if a man-“flex my chest”,

or if a woman – ” raise up my breast & smile”,

” They’ll all come running to me”;

It’s a pity attraction, to be so blind to what beautiful eye’s can clearly see;

When will you realize that beauty can be also found in thee;

Attraction…

The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.(Isa 61: 1-3) We all have a stage, we all have a message, we all have a purpose in the body of Christ; some will stand with a microphone, some will sit with a pen, But we’ll all in our own unique way loudly say ” For the glory of Christ”…

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This is Why I Came

by Edward Taylor III

Who am I?

Well let me explain.

See, you can call me dominion, cause I’m fresh out of religions prison, My boots tread upon serpents & my head bares a crown.

The World-

that’s my kingdom,

The microphone-

that’s my queen,

& this stage here…!

This is where my words paint pictures & then with a melody I delicately places them in your mental mind frame, to be contained, safely tucked away in your dreams.

This is why I came,

Screaming like a wild man in the wilderness!

Messenger is in my name, I was given purpose new life found in divine service,

so how could I be nervous,

This is my stage!

This is where speakers deliver keys which open doors to clear blue skies & open meadows;

This is where wisdom’s cries are amplified exposing freedom for the mind to run & explore.

This is why I came,

For my name also contains Gods salvation,

& yes,

I can hear what your soul is craven,

No more vanity it’s say’n:

no more dreams slain by thieves in the night, no more hopeless delusions & empty promises,

no more excuses,

no more tears in the rain;

GOD-

I only crave change….

Well, this is why I came;

Who am I?

I AM Gods messenger of salvation,

&

I’ve come to this stage to deliver to you your liberty;

For this is why I came….

This poem came after the reveling open heart surgery God preformed during the latest Together Ministry; Much was revealed to me as a husband, things I never considered, things I’ ve grown to take for granted in my marriage; so I wrote this poem as my official apology to my wife, I love you sweetheart, & I apologize…

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I Didn’t Know

Edward Taylor III

I didn’t know how my ravenous lust would put you in a rush to lend your heart & loan your trust.

I didn’t know that the promise of that day would put you under a curse called ” The Christian Wife of Today”.

I didn’t know how I took you for granted forcing you to obey a husbands harsh commandments.

I didn’t know that the ring would cause a sting from the nine tailed whip my tongue could fling, putting you in slave bondage when your supposed to be my queen;

I didn’t know how far I fell when I failed to source you love; I didn’t know that I would be the cause for your eyelid waterfalls.

I didn’t know that I was the one who was supposed to fill your emotional tank, instead of attending to you I took my seat & commenced to drink, watching NFL highlights, while missing the key to my life…

So I wrote this to apologize, please let MY hand wipe away the tears from your eye’s,

Let me be your king who commands the Oceans to relinquish their pearls to you,

Let me be the man who satisfies your inner girl;

Please let me repay you for the time you’ve lost.

I repent to you & accuse myself, because, without you my good is lost & my favor meets death;

So I ask for your forgiveness with a sincere & sorrowful breath–

Please forgive me my wife…,

I Didn’t Know….

This poem was inspired by the powerful healing ministry my marriage is exposed to. I’m thankful that I’m blessed to say my wife & I are stronger than ever. I’m open with this poem because it’s my hope that it will spark a fire in those who read this, and in those who share with me the same desire for a successful marriage . – Edward T.

Sometimes we get so caught up in the urgency of completing our task, trying to grab that last piece of the puzzle that will bring everything together in our lives that we find ourselves forgetting to commit our ways to the Lord, we find ourselves lost lacking Gods direction, we find ourselves burning with intense…

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URGENCY

By Edward Taylor III

My sense of urgency is burning me,

My tears fall with intense fervency,

The hunger for purpose is yearning to bursting free,

With my eye’s of faith I dissect my path with the accuracy of a surgeons craft;

I can see past the clouds of gray looking forward to my sunny day;

So I pray with expectation, actively wait’n, for the day I will change this nation,

Realizing greatness is patient I turn from frustration, depression, & unrighteous aggression,

I calm my spirit that I may learn my lesson, immersing myself into wisdom,

Preparing my mind to comprehend vision;

MY SENSE OF URGENCY IS BURNING ME SO,

My anxiousness is taunting me like Edgar’s crow,

NEVERMORE!

NEVERMORE!

Nevermore will I allow the trial of my patience to vex me so heavily ;

My urgency is urging me to launch out before my time,

But I will not trade my pearl for swine, this purpose is mine, which I commit to the LORD,

& WE’LL ALL SEE IT…

In his time…