Joshua Leesburg Poetry Repository

I have raised up the Standard, I have Anointed your Shield, I am the Word of God, the Sword with which you wield.  I've taught you how to use it, and you've given consideration, but now is not the time to hesitate, you need no reiteration.  For the enemy has gone out boastful and arrogant through the crowd, causing deception and dissension through the mouthpieces of the proud.  Bring down My Sword and strike at the heart of the enemies lies, and don't become a part of their harvest as I've created a dividing line.  For the enemy has sown seeds to get you into line with his plan, don't get caught up watering his garden, or death and decay will be sown in your own land.  Humble yourselves under My Mighty right Hand and don't let the enemy steal the Promises I have given you and those of your own land.  I have given you the Tools to divide from the deceit and what's true, use them My Children, and watch what I will do.

  Stepping out in Faith, I'm cut to the heart, I get in my truck and from my family depart. I miss them more and more the longer I'm gone, and the more I'm gone the more I feel withdrawn. The work week goes quickly, and my weekend drags on, I have no one to talk to, no one to look upon. With tears I question as to why I'm here, I toil all day traversing this new frontier. But the answer is simple, I know it quite well, I have to provide for my family, so many bills to quell. So, I look to the Almighty, from where my help comes from, to help me be the man that He would have me to become. To make the road smooth and my freight seem lite, I know that through Him, He will make everything alright. These are the growing pains that I have to overcome, and it can feel very easy to walk around sullying in glum. But I have to stay focused and feed into the Word, that one day this will be a memory and one that is preferred. Because He's set me on this path for a reason, a reas...

Joining Him on the dance floor as He stretches out His Hand, He then spins me to the right and strikes up the band. The Rainbow illuminated the floor all around, dancing with Him on His Promises, it began to draw a crowd. Unsteady at first and the pace began to quicken, following after His footsteps, syncing up with Him, a given. Because He's a Gentleman, He helps me follow through, the intricacies of His Footwork weaving in and out of view. Another enters the dance floor to try and steal away, the precious thing that He holds dear, to try and make me sway. He was very rude trying to violate my dance, he pranced around, trying to touch my gown, thinking that he could somehow advance. I Protested and pleaded for someone to intervene, but I'd had enough and didn't put up with his guff and the Angels did what was routine. I used the name of my Beloved, the Dancer in front of me, I love Him more than life itself, the Holder of my hearts key. He was there to hold me up and to dr...