As a servant of Almighty God (YHWH) and that relationship wasn't forged yesterday it goes back some time, time and space which is infinite on that account. The articles that have been written, speak very much about that ongoing relationship. In a symbiotic exchange, I have no reason to question the qualities of the Holiest-of- Holiest at work through his servant and manifest to the countless in that duration.
There are a significant number of articles, some which I can't past it by (me) in having a personalized attributes of things Divine. In a very humbling and submissive gesture, the poetic notes, the expressive narratives, the story telling, the description of creative design, the event of pass and present, the experiences that have move a writers pen to convey a host desires.
I would like to give a moments gratitude to the medium that have made this exchange and experience a wonderful journey. Google...face-book and the countless social media in the world wide web. The global family...nourish with complete heart felt emotional feelings, love, compassion, patience, and above all the opportunity to carry out the mandates of devotional fellowship through a father's yearn to reach out and call his fallen son from grace.
This year 04/30/25 my beloved mother pass away and there is a scream lodge in my throat I have to let go.....
Jeremiah 29:11...“‘For I well know the thoughts that I am thinking toward you,’ declares Jehovah, ‘thoughts of peace, and not of calamity, to give you a future and a hope.
The strain your absences has placed on me,
the void I feel, the emptiness like a bottomless pit,
the wild fire that consumed your warm embrace,
the tender look and smile I could only decode,
your grace at times I so much over-looked,
a thankful giver without reserve,
a heart that never gave up it's pulses,
you stood like a tower in front of so many adversaries,
a true champion I made you, before you even acknowledged,
you claimed your birthright and on several occasion cheated death and held still the power struggle,
your spirit, your heart, dwells in the minds of countless and memories are everlasting,
from what ever stock-pile of energies your creator released you ?
in the care keeping you nest in sublime charm,
you kept your eye's on prize and stayed on mission,
you have transition from a corruptible body to being in likeness of angel's...
your voice at times felt soften and pleasant like that of an angelic host,
I will hold dearest your spoken and unspoken words in my treasure box,
in the celestial vaults in safe keeping, I shall follow or dying trying,
in eternal memory...praise and laud, sanctify, worship the Almighty God (YHWH)
and host.
Rafael G Gonzalez
04/30/25...05/04/25
There are tear drops that weigh heavier than a bucket full,
and the memory of such heavy matter carries a pulse until the heart gives out,
I gave conscience a chance for a fair trial and the pulse settled,
with a loaded heart and tears like lead pouring down the cheeks,
a lonely yearn fills the air,
a mother's last wish consents the soul I'm still here ?
my lost of sleep is the...lost not gained, for she is still resting and asleep,
in the care and keeping I entrust that wonderful soul,
as you read this I hope your moved by Spirit of Almighty and Divine, and that the softness of that benevolent being is made to rest,
may the finest of qualities and attributes shape our path, and that we become in likeness of choice to praise, laud, sanctify, and worship the Holiest-of-Holiest.
04/30/25 to 05/04/25
Rafael G Gonzalez
Dreaming into reality (revised)
I have forged a dream that isn't far from reality and that is to hold hands with eternity,
I would feel left behind if an everlasting covenant wasn't the front runner between (me)
and my Divine being (Host),
My beloved along side (me) as the test of times, we made it together...
If dreaming is the counterfeit of reality I boast greatest,
I seek the person of a benevolent perfect being that is the total package to fill my inquisitive yearns,
you ask very little of (me) and in words or actions I feel so small...and that I am,
In the spirit realm your fights and battle-fields are unequal, yet I feel unaccomplished in my call,
He is my life's missing link, in a complex web and maze without outlets I wish to remain, trapped in his infinite greatness,
the search that makes (me) whole and complete,
If there is a way I shall find it, or die trying... and return doing the same, it's the least I can do,
In the corridor of 'time and space'... in my absences, my heart and soul shall continue the race (chase) and one of them bridge the gap between (me) and Almighty and Divine.
Please allow (me) to praise and praise...
Rafael G Gonzalez
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