Sunday, August 26, 2018

"H O L Y"










"Because it is written, Be ye holy; for I am holy."
(1 Peter 1:16)

It happens in His presence, when the aura all around is filled with
His essence and non-consuming flames of fire
Don't underestimate His power in this place of glory, for only the
 barefoot, willing, and kneeling can aspire
Moses was told to take off his shoes for even the ground knew this
 presence; it was holy and worthy of honor
No one can fathom this kind of glory; it's unearthly, ethereal in
 stature and more than mortals can ponder
We will know it when at last we see Him face to face, but when it
 occurs in earthly realms; it's a misty smoke
It fills the place wherever you are with a heavenly feeling and
 wonder; and you just want to sit and soak
"Come Holy Spirit" is our prayer and plea; it's that place of His
 glory that we so long to feel and see 
He comes unannounced with a brush of angels' wings and a holy
hush that silences and drops us to the knee
We scarcely move so as not to hinder and drive away this awing
 power that consumes us, yet it's so elusive
It's a hovering Spirit that moves in waves of delight over mere
 humans, and it's not explainable and inconclusive
We have not the mind of Christ to know this elaborate splendor; it
leaves us breathless and seeking more and more
"Don't ever leave us" is our sudden thought, as we are subdued
with mystery and held fast to the floor
Everyone is crying, and the tears are falling in reverence to this
 God we know, but we're amazed at His touch
We decide we will never depart from this peaceful place of beauty
 and omnipotence that we love so much 
The ground beneath us seems to absorb His magnificence, and we
 feel as though we're out of place in this wonder
Truly, heaven has descended and filled the atmosphere; it was
 designed and ordained; it wasn't a blunder
It was the worship that drew Him here; it so moved Him that He
 had to come and dwell in His creation's aroma
And, we feel as though we've entered a new dimension; our whole
 beings are transported, as if in a holy coma 
The swish of feathery wings and the holy hush of softly sung
 adoration cause us to feel the fire and bow lowly
It was our burst through heaven's gates with our love that He
 couldn't resist; He's here now and it's "H O L Y.''




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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas
Services Sunday 10:30 am and Wednesday 7:00 pm
~~~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~~~

God bless you; please send us your prayer
needs, and if you would like to sow seed in Holy 
fertile ground, please give a love offering online 
@ promiselandchurch.net.  Thank You, and the 
Lord will bless you abundantly!



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He IS HOLY!
We worship our Lord Jesus Christ 
with Holy devotion!

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Saturday, August 18, 2018

"I AM God"



"Be still, and know that I am God; I will be
exalted among the nations, I will be
exalted in the earth."
(Psalm 46:10)

Come unto me all ye who are heavy laden and I will give you rest;
  in my arms, I'll be enfolding, and sustaining you
I whisper my love into your fearful mind; you'll not be forsaken; 
 I'm hovering ever, like the early morning dew
Your times are in My hands and I will not put more on you than
can be beared; My love for you is eternal
You're My child forever; My love is everlasting, not wafting in 
 the winds; it's not momentary, nor temporal
For your name is carved in the palms of My hands; your face is
ever before Me; you are my treasure
I have a place prepared for you, that where I am, you may be
 also; it's glory and beauty beyond measure
Lean on Me, when your burdens are weighty and your fears are  
 strong, for I AM your peace; I AM your song
It is to Me you should cling; I will uphold you; the blood I shed
 protects you; it is to Me you belong
Cast your cares upon Me; I will wipe away your tears, calm your 
every fear, and carry your heavy load
I AM your Savior, your Lord, your Redeemer; in Me you will find
 rest; in Me you dwell, and make your abode 
Come, weary Saint, and mount up with your wings so strong, and
 your Eagle's flight, and rise above it all
Ascend to My voice, fly with the air currents and follow the winds
 of My beckoning; Oh, please, answer My call
Wherever you are, My precious loved one, is where I AM, for you 
 are never out of my sight, never forsaken or alone
Nothing shall by any means ever hurt you, if you stay away from 
 hellish Sin, and the devil's fire and brimstone
My ways are perfect, holy, pure, and the aroma of My love is ever 
surrounding you, in billows of holy power
My own Angels watch you sleep, and they battle to bring Me
 your prayers, that the evil one will not devour
Be at peace, my child, for I'm your source of all that's good, and
your answer in this dying world of trouble
Let not your heart be entangled with all the lusts, the cares, the
 riches, and the trauma of earth's sinful rubble
For I have come to set you free, raise you up, fill your spirit, and
 wash away the things that destroy and kill
Won't you take My hand, walk with Me, let go of the world, and
 give Me your heart, your love and your will
When you dwell in Me, and you're filled with My Spirit, baptized
 in My name, and leaving behind the old facade
I will be your anchor, your Lord, the soft pillow for your head in 
 times of need; I will be there, "I AM God."






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PromiseLand Church
Services Sunday 10:30 am
~~~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~~~

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Bless you, God holds you in His hands!  
Please send us your prayer needs, and if you would 
like to help us touch the world with God's love, please
 give online @ promiselandchurch.net.  God bless you,
 and I know He will bless you beyond measure!





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PromiseLand Church!
We praise the great "I AM!"

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Friday, August 17, 2018

"Break The Box"




"Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and 
anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair:
and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment."
(John 12:3)


Here I am to worship, O Lord; Your love draws me, and ever
beckons me, in this heavenly romance
I will show forth my praise, my joy, my adoration, with aromas
to anoint and to please You, perchance
You are the lover of my soul, the lifter of my head, My love and 
the whispers of my peace everlasting
To You I give my life, in consecration of holy prayer, with my
 offerings of obedience, sacrifice and fasting
No other holds my thoughts, and draws forth my song like You, 
O Lord, my Savior, and my coming King
You're my breath, my light in the darkness, the lilt of my soul;
Oh, You are my all, my everything
O God, Your name is the flame upon my lips, the glory within, 
and the holy quiver of my spirit
The Holy Ghost speaks through me in tongues of fire, in a
 power and wonder, so strong that all can hear it
Lord Jesus, You are my love, my strength, and the eternal 
power that sustains me, and keeps me going
Through Your Holy Word and Your whispers coming down, in
waterfalls of rain, like gentle rivers flowing
Oh, this desert gets so hot, and my thirst for You becomes a 
panting hunger, an arid intense desire
Then, You bathe me in the auras of Your presence, and I feel 
ecstasy, the rejuvenation, and the fire
It's upon the altar of my soul, that visionary place of wonder
 and destiny, filled with your resplendence
It's the place in You that I seek and I crave, the stance in my 
groom, my beloved, of utter dependence
Come Lord Jesus, "Maranatha!" I pray, with a longing heart
of pleading ethereal desperation
I sit at Your feet, bathing them with my hair; it's a caress of  
love, as I long for no more separation
All I can think about is my love for You as I pour the sweet 
scents upon you, in waves of utter praise
It's my gift of love to the One who loved me first, not knowing 
it's an anointing for your burial in coming days
Everything I have to give You, Lord, is poured out in total 
abandon, and dried with my willing locks
You smile upon me as You look into my soul, and I seem to 
hear Your voice saying, "Break the Box."

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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas
Services Sundays @ 10:30 am 
~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~

Thank You for joining with us to worship our Lord and Savior, 
Jesus Christ!  We pray with you, as you pray with us, and we have
 seen and will see, Miracles of body, soul, mind and spirit.  If you 
would like to sow seed into holy ground that is being blessed abundantly,
 please give a love offering online @ promiselandchurch.net.  You 
may also join PromiseLand Church online.    
God bless you, and I know He surely will!


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PromiseLand Church!
We "Break The Box" in Worship!

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Friday, August 10, 2018

"SOULS!"



"The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life;
and he that winneth souls is wise."
(Proverbs 11:30)


Lord, thank you for leading me to this lost soul, this
lonely, fearful honest heart
And for filling him with Your Spirit, and baptizing him in
Your name, to make a new start
Lead me to many many others who are desperate, and
in dire need of a Holy Savior
Draw them to me, O Lord, to show them a new walk, and
a brand new saved and pure behavior
We honor each and every one; they're so unique, and so
beautiful and precious in Your presence
You call them from every Nation, to come to Your open arms,
and partake of Your loving essence
It matters not their age; You died for one and all, and 
Your waiting love fills the whole earth
You ever call unto the little innocent ones, as You dedicated
them to You from their time of birth
O, the love You bestow on every soul, every nation, kindred 
and tongue, both near and far
And, we must not be negligent to forget the apple of Your
eye, ever bearing the Holy Jewish star
You give us the strength, and the urgent impetus to traverse 
through the oceans and Seas to the continents
There's not one single soul anywhere in the world, that's not
imprinted upon Your omnipotent countenance
Help me, Dear Lord, to weep for and search to bring to You 
the called, chosen, and prayerfully noted
He may be called to be a Preacher, not knowing that he's
 anointed and called, to be Godly devoted
Give me Your mindset and insight, Lord, and Your mighty gifts 
of understanding, knowledge, and wisdom
Lead me to befriend honest hearted souls for Your service,
 for their salvation, and for Your kingdom
Jesus, it's all about deliverance for the bound, and working in
 Your spiritual assignments to make people whole
It is a heavenly process in earth, we always reap the benefit of
 sowing and reaping The Harvest of "SOULS!"




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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas
Services Sundays 10:30 am 
~~~~~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~~~~~~

Thank you for joining us in worship of our Lord Jesus Christ!
Please send us your prayers, and if you would like to help us
reach SOULS before it's too late, you may give an offering
online @ promiselandchurch.net.  Thank you so much, and 
I know the Lord will surely bless you!

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PromiseLand Church!  
We pray for SOULS day and night, and 
that includes YOU!

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Tuesday, August 7, 2018

"Sound Of The Trumpet!"





"For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven 
with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with 
the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: 
 Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught 
up together with them in the clouds,  to meet the Lord 
in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord."
(1 Thessalonians 4:16-17)


The Church awaits the sound of the trumpet, when we shall meet our Lord in the clouds.  We've been instructed to "occupy" until that day arrives, so, we "tell them," individuals and crowds. We let not that day take us with shock and surprise, with the face of abandoned astounding wonder.  For we've known there will be that blast from the heavens, and the lost will think it thundered.  




    That's why we share the gospel, with a lost and dying world;
eternity's at stake, so we dare not quit
We put aside our frailties, our troubles and our woes,
all for the lost; it's for the world's benefit

It's all about being a Christian, armed with His mighty weapons, the sword, the shield and the Spirit.  To conquer the attack of the enemy, and teach others that there is no need at all to fear it.  For, we're surrounded by a multitude of warring angels, sent in shifts to accommodate and rescue the saved; And usher them with robes of white and splendor, when it comes time for rising from the grave.  So, rejoice ye warriors of the faith and stand tall and bold, for your trials are not in vain; they have a goal.  You're preparing your deed to your mansion away beyond the stars, and a final home for your eternal unending soul.  

So, why quit, O treasured warrior of the faith; you know
we're here for just a moment in time
This earth is not our home; we're just passin' through;
 and we know this by the signs



We're on the home stretch now; don't let the enemy rob you, of your home beyond the skies.  No sin is worth the chance of missing your flight, and then you're left behind, because of lies.  Gird up your faith, O Saint of Almighty God; stand tall in the Word, and don't be numb. Determine now in your heart and mind that you'll heed the Master's Word, to "occupy till I come!"

Be ready, with your lamps filled with oil, for the thief
comes when we think not 
So, make sure your spirit is full of the Holy Ghost, 
burning bright and fiery hot

The Lord will meet us in the clouds, in the moment in the twinkling of an eye, and we shall rise in 1/44th of a second.  Don't get left behind when He sounds the final blast; be sure you're wide awake when He inhales, and in a moment we are beckoned.  It's the hope of the Christian to escape the terrible judgment; we have obeyed and served, in love with our Lover.  He will come for His Bride in a brilliant blinding flash; it will all be over as we join Him in the clouds, in a momentary hover.

 Those who play with their souls, thinking life is a "me" game, 
and that, in the end, they finally won it
Their tears will flow, when they see the empty shoes, and know,
 they never heard the "Sound Of The Trumpet!"

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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas
Services Sunday 10:30 am 
~~~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~~~



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The Bride sets the wedding date, and completes her wedding 
garment by witnessing to the lost.  Obey Acts 2:38!
Jesus Christ is coming soon to Rapture His Bride!

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