4 Deborah

Written for an elderly lady I met at the Westlake tunnel bus station in Seattle. 

4 Deborah

I don’t ask for much of this world

I don’t need the limelight

I just wanna be there when the time’s right

Cuz, when I looked deep into your face smiling

Your eyes revealed your Soul Painfully crying

You laugh and joke and pretend your care-free

But the tone of your voice says your not

Where you wanna Be.

People they’ve laughed at you, mocked you, pointed their fingers

Behind your back

They left you on your knees to their ceaseless attack

You without “nothing”, homeless

But in their self-righteousness they could careless

I can hear the tear in your eye

I can feel the peal of the lie

I see the cryout blotted out to their earpiece

Ears Shut, No Peace

But,

I Am God

I can Hear you I am Here so cast aside the Fear

I am Real I Will Deal a Deal Eternal Elevation of Revelation Your Soul will Feel

No more “Nobody’s There” cuz I will Bless you with

Every bit of Food, Every Breath of Air

I will walk with you, Talk with You, Live in You,

Regardless of the Situation, In our Relation, Elevation

Romans 8 1&2, I will Love you Unconditionally, No Condemnation!

So Look no Further

Your Homeless No longer

Cuz in you is where I will Dwell

& you in Me-We r One so Just See

Life More Abundantly

Now I don’t need to look in your face

To discern because by Faith and Not by Sight, Heart to Heart,

I know You feel my Warm Embrace

With you I weep just so together in the morning we Reap

That sweet…Rejoice, Hopeful, Patient, Persistent

Romans 12:12, & The Book of Life is no longer on the shelf

Deborah, Stand Tall, Remember the Rise from the Fall

This a new season, Love and Walk Hard with New Reason

Thru Every Season Talk with me Everyday

             I’ll Listen & I’ll Make the way

So Let’s Be on Our Way

Amen.

6.4.11 –by Mike Fujimoto