Jeffrey Mitchell

Trying to keep my flame
But it’s hard where you placed me, in a house
With many drafts
Flicker, flicker while I sway from side to side
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Independent though you may think, yet you may never be complete without having a meaningful relationship with me.
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Buzzing along
Minding my own business
Then I see some honey in a tree
As I glance while passing by
I notice a spider looking at me!
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Watching a beautiful butterfly in flight
Flapping her wings, what a beautiful décor she displays
As she glides on a gust of wind, while light from the sun
Cast a shadow of her my way on the ground
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As soon as I came out
I wanted to stand on all fours,
Wobbly at first, being new on the scene.
Am I strong enough to run, jump and play well with the others I see?
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A light placed in darkness, but darkness comprehended not the light, darkness was void of the light for so long, that it fought against it. Saying what is this that brings light unto him where I dwell? Reviling that which I hid, for generations in the dark, what has this light to do with us?
Generations of sin dwells with me here! Years of darkness running threw his veins, developing and operating in darkness. Why would you want to bring light to him? What has he done for you? I see no reason for me to leave, he’s mine. I spent generations with his family, why him? What is it that I don’t know about him?
It’s not about him, it’s who I am, and you must flee from him now! I have something that needs to be done, but my light comes with a price that many can’t seem pay, there’s much to learn about my light, but darkness will visit often to see how much you learned, and has there been any change.
He is looking for a way back in, trying to sneak threw a dark corner where the light is dim; he will play on your emotions and feelings. Turn family and friends against you, and use children and your wife to get back in. But you must stay the course.
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I spoke to the soil,
To pick and turn the earth,
So I can secure them and watch over them.
Before placing them under mother earth,
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A man is watching a beast devour other people. Then sees this beast coming toward him, as the beast towers over him! He falls to the ground and curls up in a fetal position.
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Bare My Soul
I Question who I am
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A solid cylinder of wax, with an embedded wick, to provide light, a flame that dance the dance of joy, that’s what he was created for, blue and yellow fire dancing on a wick surrounded by a cylinder of solid wax.
The flame of light dances with joy and happiness, as the wax melts, to fuel the fire it gives a reflection of his dance on the nearby wall. In a room of darkness can you see the burning flame dance upon the melted wax as the wick glows orange in the yellow of a flame under the blue light?
Drawn to the beauty of your flickering light and your movements, the bright orange of your wick, the yellow flame that dances around it, and the blue flame beneath it, is singing to the movement of your dance.
A light that dance inside a cylinder that can reflect its beauty on the one who is looking towards it, Perhaps this light is speaking. Can you hear the call from the dark places in your life? A flame of light that dance the dance of joy so you can see.
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I walked this land of my path, since my youth I was blessed by God. The parent's he gave unto me never gave up on me, even when I gave up on myself, and was a mutt, at the bottom of the pit of hell. Oh there was times when hurtful words were displayed in my presence and especially out of my presence, but their love was the cause of their concern. That is why tears would fall from my eyes, while my heart tried to hide its pain.
My heart was looking to be touched, but my body had no idea what my heart was in search of, the words in my heart did not speak, or was able to explain the longing of what it was seeking. This caused it to act out its frustration of being alone, disconnected from being whole, as one unity, so I looked to fill the void, which my heart could not explain.
What about the love of a woman, her gentle touch and encouraging words while stroking your ego. Her beauty and fragrance are left on my mind, to keep her presence known, even when she is out of sight. Could this be what my heart is seeking?
Soon I would find out that physical love was never enough, there was a void that physical love did not fill. There was a much greater love that my heart was in search of, how can I find that which my heart can't explain?
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My flesh was weak and I gave up my virtue to soon, now they are laughing at me. I open a door to salacious, now my thoughts are consumed with desires of my flesh. I gave access too lasciviousness.
That what I see looks innocent through my eyes, but my flesh distorts the image in my mind. Old memories that entice me to do what my flesh wanted to do, but my spirit wanted no part of it, wrestling for my soul professing I am a new creature in Christ Jesus.
How can this be? What I desire, and what my flesh desires is pulling at opposite ends? When I do something good, it feels like I am on the path of righteousness, but then a whirl wind of confusion comes upon me, out of know where a feeling of loss hits me.Glory to shame, who is to blame The deed was mine; but my mind lead me down a road covered in shame, now my heart cries out my flesh is weak, am I the blame when no longer am I in control my thoughts. My pain is deep, deeper than I care to explain, my flesh was weak and my heart cries out for change. How long will you allow this pain to go on? No longer am I in control, when demons are gathering around my soul, taunting and manipulating me. How long must I put up with them?
My son the fortress is strong, and the foundation is deep, deeper than you know, I am bringing you to a place where no longer the lust of this world can harm you anymore.
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God, I feel like my heart is under attack, someone is draining the love that I once felt. I understand the tugging at my emotions, but a feeling of loss has come upon me. My comfort is under attack, aware of my situation and change is inevitable, if I want to have a future.
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May I serve you, for you're the vine that nourishes the fruit that clings to the branches of faith? Which brings forth the fruit of the vine, whose miracles shall be seen in trials and tribulation? Which brings forth the fruit of righteousness in God,
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There is a lion that dwells with me, but I see through the eyes of a lamb, while my heart beats of a young lion, my actions are evolving as a lamb. That which is held captive wants to be set free, to explore the land, and vocalize his roar as he roams.
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I Tasted Victory

On a mountain of defeats, and thought finally my deliverance has come, like a twinkling star in a sea of darkness, my light glimmered in hope, but my adversary was well taught in waiting dormant. While I express victory over that which is always before me, he cloaked himself ever so near, listing to the victory I boasted of, and watched as I developed in confidence.
As I express vocally my victory in the LORD, while my adversary would show me he is an opportunist who feeds off emotions and feelings. A battle was won, but victory was not yet mine, I will not lie down or hang my head low in shame, I will encourage myself while at the feet of my Lord, I will continue to bless His Holy name, in his presence.
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I AM
Looking at a maze that was set before me, made up of many confusing situations, unbelief, anger, frustrations, jealousy, hopelessness, fear, and nets, pits, and stumbling blocks. Also a beginning and an end, but between them are many emotions and feelings on the path. For some who enter in, it may take a life time to find their way, others may give up, because of distractions, or many failed attempts to reach the end, then some seem to make themselves content where they are, caught in-between the beginning and end, unaware of the danger by staying.
The paths are interlocking with your past and future, trying to confuse you, from attaining eternal life. If the maze was straight or just a 360 degree circle, it would be too easy, but instead there are many narrow hall ways leading to many distractions, with locked doors without keys or key holes how many times will you keep knocking, where you can't get in?
What drives you to pursue this course? That is laid before you, and why are you so persistent in finding your way? Is that which is at the end worth it? How do you even know that it is there? You know some searched a life time, and never found their way out.
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Who Knew
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