Tag Archives: love

Come Alive (Prayer Video) One Written Sentence aka: many words to God…

Allow our prayers to be radical and tenacious…

written and spoken by the author of this blog…

Watch My Faith Go To Work: aka Love:

written and spoken by the author of VisionarieKindness (kindness sister Krissy)

In Between ourselves and the road we must, face o’ God allow our prayers to quake as thunder, allow our tears to hold courage in the face of adversity. Shower down healings’ for the nation. And synchronize our prayers with those who have marched on before us, those who have prayed us through darkest of nights. Where the stairs are torn and floor boards are bare. 

We stand in agreement with those “fervent effectual prayers of the righteous” those who press toward the mark of the prize of high calling …
with those that are not ashamed to say the name of Jesus in the morning, say the name of Jesus in the darkness of times 

synergize our prayers with faith and work and watch our faith go to work 

in the name of Love,

kindness sister Krissy

Many Meetings’ With Love Poets’

Kindness sister Krissy

If ever I should become a Love~ poet of sorts’

and I should answer love’s highest call

to be won like thunder on cloudy days or

quietly sit in God’s terrain, smell the sweet fragrance of prayers drifting by

dripping with desperate pleas’ and why, why why,

but suddenly in the foggy trance of grace.

in the midst and in the haze

there but only love should appear,

to drown out our puddles of gloom and fear,

lead us to a secret place,

change our dirty garments, give us holy names

with no more worry, no more pain

wrap us in infinite arms…

I’ll say I met the poet’ of poets’

all that God is, and all that love is,

and all that God is,

Love…

kindness sister Krissy

God We Surrender…

written and spoken by the author of visionariekindness

While the Darkness is still breaking through

God we surrender

in this valley of dry bones

you understand the heartache, the brokenness

and yet and still…

after we have done all that we can do,

to stand,

God,

we surrender,

and declare the Glory of the Lord

Blessings of health, blessings of wealth, blessing of hope, blessing of love, blessings overflowing

God we,

surrender

Where There’s Hope ~There’s Possibility, That’s where you’ll find me:

after the madness of darkness

after the portals of shattered things

such as tattered lint falling, slowly into spring

hope is a mother’s touch, unable to hold her child

undefined hope has room to grow

knowing the love of a mother, her love is still there

Hope like a wounded bird, pecking its’ way, untapped,

through the holes of despair, pecking at daylight

pecking at the seam

breaking through norms of dying

undue the burden, somethings gotta give

cracking at the yoke- wide with wings,

feeling high in the moment , a gush, a rescued touch

the ebb of love-ones’ emerge

believing, even when I’m weak

there’s possibility~ kindness sister

Come On IN This House ( its gonna rain) Stay Safe!

Dear God seems like the whole world’s- up and went to the hospital..

and those that are alone, with cellphones and text -still perplexed

“dismayed afraid of the cough “‘

a spiff, or a wrong whistle

You made the flea and the ocean’

the spec of moon dust and the hurricane

paired each sky with its’ own perfected rainbow

and so as we stay in the boat

it might be 40 days and 40 nights

it might be the wilderness or red sea

but God send

back the dove – or the sparrow

with green olive branches

in her beak,

I still believe

you watch over me…

One Day When Love Comes

There may be moments when God catches us before our knees break or lock in place. Three inches before the floor,

where we never hit the floor- cold,

but there will be moments, even small lifetimes, cast-iron skillet livings, hard as you can’t stand to stand

the un-ruling heat of the flame. burning blankets, and leaves, just to stay.

taste the bitters, fine smothered herbs in red

Hold out our arms as Job,

pray so hard like Jesus ,

sweat and tears percolate

great drops of blood

of love,

and love in the making

earth quaking

sky pulls up, her splendor

to uncover,

the question what’s love made of?

empty cross nails, impale the fragile spirit

come away from bone

Hold love, wrap love, with shadows in the darkness, “fear no evil”- love

ghost giving, un forsaken,

surrendered- love

kindness sister Krissy

Preparing Ourselves For Better… Moral Compass Reset…

The world will wait, the world will be there when we get back,

breaking from the political pursuit of right and wrong, un-eventful attacks,

silly tit-for tat- who side are you on-

is it this or is it that?

Now we redefine our moral compass -what makes the human great? what makes our punny-life, surpass…

A riot of love anticipates- once our arms were full,

things that seemed so small

now it hold these memories,

breaking of friends – sharing a piece of savory bread

spilling the tea but

hesitating to say the words that we should have said, laying on of hands, touching one with tip of the hand, we’ve taken for granted

love- on love- Loves upping the antic

“Love is patient -Love is kind”

Love can mold new jewels of precious minds

the one that collects our trash is our hero – he keeps our city streets

the one that teaches the child – he/she is our hero- sharpening the minds -imaginary discoveries

the ones that carry sick, working around the clock – the keepers of life and the dying

the mothers, the students,

the fathers and friends

our distant cousins

our neighbors

our distant friends

only love

can make the world go round- turning the world upside right

“love is patient -love is kind”

kindness sister Krissy