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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

The Call of the Spirit:

written and spoken by the author of this blog VisionarieKindness your Kindness sister Krissy

So we stop,

and hear what the spirit has to say.

We are the branches, I’ll take my body to the altar

lay my body on the altar, encapsulate my tears on this altar

let oxygen move around

O’God revive the laughter of my soul

revive the hope of growing old,

revive the rivers flowing in my belly,

revive the tongues of my trees,

revive my spirit, my eyes that I might see

revive my heart ,my former dreams, revive the latter rain in me

revive the years from whence I came

revive each connective hymn and let me pray,

revive the cartilage in my knees,

revive my prayers- O’ God

we take our bodies to this altar

there are all night prayers in mama’s house

all night meetings before you sleep,

we stop,

and hear what the spirit has to say

kindness sister Krissy

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…

A Way Over, A Way Out, A Way Through: Affirmation

I am divinely blessed today

I am divinely restored today

I am grateful to be alive today

I am holding on to my faith

I will walk in faith

I will live by faith

I speak life today

I will wash my hands in faith not fear

I will respond in wisdom not stupidity

I “cast my cares on God for God cares for me”

your kindness sister Krissy

God's Math is different when God does the adding…

Bring back the days, Mama would say, “its’ okay to be crazy

its’ okay to be afraid” – stores running empty, people running insane,

I read in the good book, one woman and child,

had only one jug of oil, one last cake – “that they may eat it and die”,

the prophet replied “make what you have for me, you won’t go without”

her faith lead her to believe and they were satisfied for many days.

So though, it may rain, or sun has come to bring her gift to earth.

I’m so sure this prayer may take awhile…

God you feed the raven, keep the brooks and rivers full.

you pull down the seasons of white snow and change

you called us by name, you still hold the whole world in the palm of your hand, you breathed life down into my lungs,

I give this prayer like sweet smelling rose,

calm every nerve in my body, soothe every ache

transcending the worlds on lock down,

sending manna for bread, and oil that won’t run out

Amen

The Light is Still Coming:

such a beautiful storm

seas talking with the ocean,

seen a many things passing, fearful and normal

never saw this day a-coming.

what If I can’t carry, everything -the world has me buying

what if I’m, running around with my eyes wide open – while others maybe dying

how will I know, I can’t carry this load

how will I know, if I’m half past crazy or its me and the world

one thing I know- I remember those old scriptures

I remember them well,

“reap what you sow” “God is not the author of fear nor confusion but of love and a sound mind”

so I’m telling myself, get hold of yourself

hold on to your faith and let go of the day.

hollowed hearts- cry out,

God we made our mistakes,

coming closer and closer,

the sky it awakes, turning our faces to you

God- we are turning our faces,

to you. Amen.

your Kindness sister Krissy

“Feel A Little Prayer Wheel Turning, Know that the fires burning” : “Say A Little Prayer,” Goes A Long Way

One thing I could always count on was morning prayer. Even when things went wrong, bouncing around seem to be my middle name. Sometimes we moved across town only to move back downtown. Only to slide back over to the east of the city. The one thing that remained constant was prayer.

I can remember the all night prayers huddled around the living room. I can remember mama and her holy oil. Glued to the walls and metallic wallpaper. I can remember the smell of castor oil and frankincense. I can remember the pouring of water in ceramic bowls. Two of my mother’s bowls were split down the center.

Crackling of waters in clay.

We stood, we bowed, we laid prostrate,

we gave our prayers to faith,

we surrendered those days,

where the nightmare seemed to creep behind those prayers we prayed

here we are counting broken-ness, as our eyes grew legs searching for the sun.

there we are, staying all night if we had to, until the fetters of our minds were done.

some said, “it didn’t take all that” but we prayed

to keep our sanity,

some said “they didn’t have time to pray” but mama said she “could pray any time, anywhere. In whisper, softly and moaned. Through song, until the prayers got down to the bone.

we prayed while our faith seemed weak and worn out

we prayed with no money in our pockets

we prayed together, we prayed alone

we prayed with eviction notice in our hands

we prayed picking iron beds and recycled soda cans

we prayed…

and I still believe miracles happen when you pray.

kindness sister Krissy

Sending Out Love Bits All Over The World:

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Dear God,

Bridge our hearts forward when we can’t touch the ones, we love, those distant and those we haven’t heard of,

with courage we dial numbers of love ones,

holding the phone while we pray – everything will be alright

right in the middle of panic

our water bowls are full- pouring out our earthen prayers

with fleshy tongues, we beat, we nail, we sail

into the waters that carry burdens,

into the waters that taught us to cry.

There in the teardrop, of mercy- to cleanse

and waters, that still sweep our prayers gently to the sky

Heavenly Mother, abba’ Father

God and I so urgent we turn our faces

kneel down in ash- that is our lives

Save us, has you’ve done so many times

Kindness sister Krissy