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When The Holy Spirit.. speaks / audio of words at bottom click the link 

I worship God through my thoughts

  they banter with him in a holy way

with the Holy Spirit’s grammar

 one cannot go wrong 

 the speak in his language 

touch of soul clings to hope

savoring every moment of this pause in time

I wait to battle the old

for when his peace leaves

a wee but

   we begin again to be in this

mortal flesh with 

a 

time limit..

 

     he silences the worries

putting love into the blanks of me

   for I am nothing but all

I am all but nothing

 removing self from

the taste of time

   the Holy spirit

has my  rhyme

     what you say?

have you given away?

    all of me for God to use

to lift a soul from sadness

and its ugliest hue of

oh so much pain

 fear tries to claim

   easy is a second

with his glance as the brush

  upon me now is God

within me 

is God

I banter with

 God 

the three in ones I call them

   neither of any maters though

for God is God

and he carries the tow

 of our

souls

    flushed away is evil

with the rotted and decayed

lies   purged  .. thrown

 tossed   to make me clean

   

 I give today once more to thee my Lord

 use me to heal others

use me to soothe fear

use me to work your love

your light..that holy light

covers every pain and removes every sin

 with one

faint whisper

   that one of faith

 

  how do I tell them?

how can I say the magnificent of your love Lord!

  .. when easy is the walk with you by our side

with our stride

between our tides of doubt

and rise

 

        ..I will try Lord

but you will finish

 the way of me 

the way of free

 the way of forever   

me with thee

 

 we all walk our different paths

but you my Lord

 have the wya

the way

the way is Jesus

the way ..

 I bid thee good day for

a moment I rest

   the battles have

worn my body

to weaken my seed

with thee across and into

tomorrow will be again again

 my journey here

in mortal flesh 

 

to wipe the sadness off

the clay feet

cleaned with your word your love!

 

oh praise you God our savior indeed

for sacrifice relieves

relieved… gives freedom

to smle

at the whispers of the trees..

oh I begin to ramble and babble nonsense 

within your joy the way of s smile

is perfection across me  

.. slumber with me Lord

 rest your open wounds

of our sins across your Sons flesh

    still seen

in heavens bow

           until I awaken

to begin again

your walk through me

to remove their sin

my sin

our sins..

removed yet still oh my mind is tried

of the way of the devils

ways to ..

to

   I laugh    he can do nothing when I stand true

in your glory I will swim

forever until 

my end..

here in this world

 of learning life and love

again..

 

Mitch Bensel 

Linke to ‘hear’ the words 

https://youtu.be/st2PZdcJAaA


 

FIRE INSIDE ~ WORDS THAT MITCH LITERALLY BEGAN SPEAKING AFTER BEING AWAKENED 

FIRE INSIDE - Words that came to Mitch while resting...  
www.mitchbensel.com

I was soaking in a hot tub, resting after cycling several miles. I fell asleep but was awakened with these words being spoken. I was saying them, "Nobody told them they  have a fire inside.." .. I got up and wrote them down. and more came to life. We have a fire inside, it is our soul and our love for God! This talks of the journey of life when we are lost in drugs, temptations and life has us by our souls. Then a  realization we wasted life, then finding God, and the ‘fire inside.’The last words of this I feel, felt like was from a place in life when time says God is real. WE all have a fire inside! Never too late!  

 


Nobody told them they had a fire inside.. 

and the wish did slip around in their mind, 

lips of ice told of lies of days gone by.. 


 

I watch the blue drip down my wall as I sit.. in my bathroom stall 

I sprinkle powder and then I know it all.. 

Burning eyes see the cold of heat 

hands feeble try to feel complete.. whispered.. but the power is gone 


 

I watch my feet follow the morning dawn but the shadows only know the torn 

of the ease of tears 

and the watch.. of those who mourn.. 


 

I grab my head as I feel it burst with pain from the very first of the thought.. 

of power now thrown with thirst 

pulling my feet back inside my head 

I float..into oblivion 

...dead.. 

where the mast meets the sail of eternity 


 

the waste of time now the gone of mine 

is this life..I throw against that wall of sublime and the wish.. that moves around in

my mind ......... 


 

somebody tell them they have a fire inside!

not to waste a moment of this place we reside called life.. and live and never hide.. 

lips of ice can be warmed again 

fire released can be used my friend 

..open those feeble hands again and survive!