Poetry L. Travis
Parts of My Journey
The Process
A Gift to Love
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Brokeness is the key to your exaltation. The more humble you become the happier you will be. Because God is able to use you in your humbleness and elevate you in the presence of your enemies. -Poetry T.
Psalm 23:5
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Being Confident.
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It took a very long time to be comfortable in the body that i'm in. Even to the point where I use to look in the mirror and didn't believe I was beautiful. I hated my body. I remember God had to send a prohetess to me that never knew or met me before to tell me that he made me for a purpose and that I was "Fearfully and Wonderfully Made".
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Ezekiel 37:4-5
4 Again he said unto me, Prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, O ye dry bones, hear the word of the Lord.
5 Thus saith the Lord God unto these bones; Behold, I will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live:
6 And I will lay sinews upon you, and will bring up flesh upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and ye shall live; and ye shall know that I am the Lord.
DRY BONES
Deliverance from Weariness
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There was a season I went through in my life were it was not a "Make or Break" but literally a "Make or Die". I was so emotionally and spiritually drained. I felt death creeping at my door steps from every angle. There was no guessing that the devil wanted me dead. And he was literally using anybody to get to me including myself.
Everywhere I turned someone was trying to take my life, or harm me in some type a way. Regardless, of how much I loved them. I was stalked, threathened, and abused in every way possible. I was ready to throw in the towel with God. I backslid because I didn't understand, "Why So Much Pain?" Especially, when all I ever wanted to do was serve him. I wanted to die.
But I knew hell was waiting on me if I gave up.
All I could think of was hearing God's voice say to me, "DON'T YOU EVER FAIL ME." Which was my hope and clarity that God is still with me and that he loves me. Despite what satan wanted me to believe.
There was still hope for me. And that the pressures of this life was only to make me stronger and to withstand every evil day that came my way. Most days I felt as if I couldn't breathe.
My body was weak, my voice restraint to a whisper. Tired and Broken I asked for help. Renew my dead hopes and dreams. Restore me oh God, the Love I once had for your people. Because satan had stolen the good that was left in me.
From pain and misery. Restore my joy, oh God. Even if no one ever accepted or loved me. As long as I have you I have love everlasting.
AND FINALLY, HIS LOVE WAS ENOUGH FOR ME.
Then I began to have strength again that only God could give. He began to talk to me and comfort me. He spoke lfe unto my dead bones and restored me to my rightful position by his throne. His General. His Daughter. His "Fighter Jet" his "Heat Seekiing Missile."
The Lord had told me that I was a "General" and that I was a "FIghter Jet" and a "Heat Seeking Missile."
And now I stand bold and courageous in him. For if he believe that I am these things for his Kingdom. Then So Be it. I will be that weapon he so desires in BOLDNESS OF THE HOLYGHOST AND FIRE OF HIS BLOOD. And for the Second time ever revealed.
I pray that you too become his weapon of choice and join the fight in this war. In Jesus Name.