Fallen

Fallen

My child I know you’ve fallen

But it’s time to get up

I told you things would get hard

But all you had to do was call on Me and I

Would answer thee

And show you great and mighty things

You’re not just any child,

You’re a child of the King

And I’ll give you everything you need

Supply it according to my riches

I don’t expect you to be perfect

I know you have glitches

And character flaws

But you see that’s what I’m trying to do

Process you, make you stronger

Build some character in you

So that you can be a man or woman

Of Integrity, Walking in Honor and Dignity

With the power of my Spirit which lives in thee,

I’m here for thee

But I’ve also sent my Word to minister my Grace

To let you know that all you have to do

Is Humble yourself, pray and seek my Face

Then turn from your wicked ways

Because I’m already hearing from heaven

And severing the ties of your sin

Healing your land, for I am the Faithful friend

The one that brought you out of Egypt

And delivered you out of the hand of the Pharaoh

That metaphorically had you in bondage

So that you could be free

Get up my child

My grace is sufficient for thee

My yolk is easy and my burden is light

Please don’t go left when I tell you to go right

But I will forgive you

And wash you in the blood of the lamb

Remember me? I am the great I am

A righteous man falleth seven times

But He gets back up again

I love you my child and I want to cleanse you of your sin

And Purify you in the refiner’s fire

So that you can come out as pure gold

An example of my deliverance power

An epistle for the story to be told

As it unfolds in this earth realm

And the realm of the Spirit

Changing the lives of all the people

Who see it and Hear it

But most importantly those that do it

And hearken unto my word

Mount up with wings like eagles

And Preach my gospel to a dying world

So you’ve got to get up

Pull yourself together and march on towards the Prize

So that the Glory of the Lord Can truly arise

Copyright ©2006 Sandtrice Denise Russell

Weapons of Mass Seduction

Seduction

Weapons of Mass Seduction

Have been distributed in the land

Satan has a plan

To dump lust in the landfill of your heart

Allowing the locusts of lust to eat your flesh apart

Can the shield of your faith really quench the fiery dart of the adversary?

On the contrary

I hear the Spirit of the Lord saying You’re too scary

To stand up and fight

You’d rather give in to your flesh and fornicate all night.

Oops I mean you’d rather have 10 minutes of pleasure

Instead of dwell in the presence of the King forever

These weapons are out to destroy you

Satan is roaming this earth seeking to devour

But you’re too weak and won’t even use the Power

That God gave you to kill the root of lust

You must

Really be ready to go back to the dust

You disgust

The Father with your willful sinning

God never intended for it to be this way from the beginning

You have to be holy and righteous before the Lord

Instead of sleeping with the enemy hollering “Oh my God!”

When it wasn’t even all of that in the first place

Now you sitting up somewhere worried about your child support case

It’s one of the consequences

Of riotous living

Instead you should listen to this Word that I’m giving

But you’d rather lay on your back and scream “Oh God!” for nothing

Than get on your knees and receive your true blessing.

Sandtrice Denise Russell
Copyright ©2006 

The Kingdom of God

The Kingdom of God suffereth violence

And violent men take it by force

I know you’ve heard this of course

But I think you’re missin’ the point of

This Joint

Why must we be violent

Shall the meek not inherit the earth?

Did Jesus die for injustice

Or peace?

So that strife would live

Or so that it would cease?

Why are we raising Hell

When we need to be raising our children right so that they can

Stay out of jail

And get a good education

And Grow up and be somebody

Instead of just dreamin’

Plottin’ and scheming

And really being violent

Instead of havin’ integrity

Maybe society needs to be integrated

With a cup of righteousness and

A pinch of purity

And it might bring clarity to the epidemic of Ignorance

And defeat the root of sin

That has takin’ over our

Friends, countrymen, and kin

We need a new beginning

A new birth if you will.

I understand how Elder Bernice King feels

It is the will of the Lord

That we learn to live right

Truly fight

The Good fight of Faith

If we fight with our fist

We’ve just missed

A chance to demonstrate the Love of Jesus Christ

The real weapons of mass destruction

Are the words of the True and living God

Grab your tech nine and your sword, and put on your ephod

Sandtrice Denise Russell
Copyright ©2006 

Victim

Victim

I wonder why the worst tears are the silent ones never to be heard

Hidden in the heart of a blameless little girl

Betrayed by some pervert

Not nourished by her life support system

But nourished by her life giver

Confused as to what she did to deserve

Such bitter pain

Nearly going insane

Yet she never complains

She fights back the tears and gets used

To the abuse

It’s all she’s ever known anyway

She keeps lookin for a brighter day to end life’s disarray

The light that once lit her soul

Seems distant

The angels that were heaven sent

Seem to have been sent back to heaven

This girl is only eleven

And this has been happening since she was seven

She cries at night, yet no one would believe

In fact their minds couldn’t possibly conceive

Nor could their spirit receive

The pain that this girl has endured

Little girls are supposed to be pure, I’m sure

After all they’re made of sugar and spice and everything nice

Nice enough to make some pervert defile her temple

It seems so easy to get over but it’s not that simple

Even though her predator is behind bars

It doesn’t erase the scars of her youth

God’s truth seems ruthless

To a girl that has only known how to lay on her back

And get slapped around by a man three times her size

Sad to say in her happy meal box there was no prize

You can see the pain in her eyes

Each night as he made her spread her thighs

And she’d cry and cry but

No one could hear her screams

In a world so mean

And cold with the spirit of perversion running around so bold

In this world that seems to be void and without form

Guess child molestation and pedophilia is the norm

Right along with kiddie porn

Where have our morals gone?

Victims don’t have to become victimizers

The earth needs a re-sensitizer

We need to develop a backbone and walk in Truth

Our we’ll forever cover the scars and be victims of our youth.

Sandtrice Denise Russell
Copyright ©2006 

The Death Walk

The death walk

Is a walk that one must take alone

Learning how to give up your right

For someone else’s wrong

Yielding all of your faculties

To your God above

Learning to be as wise as a serpent

But as gentle as a dove

Walking in God’s truth

And his everlasting grace

Learning not to seek His hand

But instead to seek His face

To be purified in His fire

So that you’ll come out as pure gold

Walking forth in God’s Spirit

Declaring His infallible Word so bold

To be hidden in His presence

And lost in his being

To walk in His dominion

Resisting the devil and send him fleeing

To humble yourself before Him

And take on his cloak of righteousness

To rejoice when Satan troubles you

Or causes you distress

To laugh in the face of the enemy

And crush his head with your heel

To give God the praise all of the time

Despite how you may feel

To die to your flesh everyday

And mortify every element of sin

To deny yourself before others

Especially your kin

To live in love and harmony

And follow peace with all

To give of yourself willfully

And fulfill God’s call

Sandtrice Denise Russell
Copyright ©2006 

Somethin' for da Haters

My pain can’t be explained by some lame excuse

I never suffered physical abuse

But emotionally I got used

To verbal assault

The deadly weapon of words

Planted in the soil of my Heart

Bullets flying daily trying to knock off my head

So many tears I shed

But instead of allowing those words to take root

I gave them the boot

And fulfilled my own desires

Discrediting every evil word that was ever spoken of me

I went through the fire

And let God burn out every impurity

And now when they look at me-

They eat their own words

And it makes them sick to their stomachs as if they were eating their own turds

I know it sounds absurd

But some people’s words are that filthy

They think the worst of others because their own lives are empty

They blame others for their shortcomings and mistakes

And refuse to take

A self examination which causes them to spiritually rape

Themselves of their opportunity to grow and develop

And instead of releasing the promises their blessings are shut up

In the heavenlies while their prayers are dwelling at the ceiling

They refuse to repent which blocks their own inner healing

Yet they cast their stones at those that they secretly idolize

Try to minimize their greatness

Thinkin that it will cause their demise

But a Word to the Wise

Must come without surprises

Look deep into my eyes

And you’ll see the ashes of this Phoenix rising

And also you’ll see a reflection of yourself

The glossy stare in my eyes just might cause your own death

But I’ve not come to destroy the world, I’ve come to be a light

And every word you ever spoke against me- trust me, it’s all right

It was my delight

Just to prove you wrong

Cause My Heavenly Father has given me a New song

And what you meant for my evil God worked out for my good

I know you still see me as that nappy headed little girl from the neighborhood

But all things have worked together and I’ve been transformed

And I find peace in the fact that your words can’t touch me or cause me any harm

Sandtrice Denise Russell
Copyright ©2006 

In Search of a Father

In search of a Father

In search of a dad

That never truly loved me

Ended up laying with a man

To make myself feel complete

Allowed satan to take

My joy and my peace

But now I’m takin back what the devil stole from me

Ever since I can remember I’ve always been mad

Was labeled as bad

But was really wishing I had a real earthly dad

Don’t get me wrong I love my heavenly King

He is my world, my Jehovah everything

But in the natural I feel like I’m searching for a man

When I need to be searching for God’s plan

To take my life all over this land

To the nations

His elevation

Comes with constellation

He is my motivation

Since the creation

I’ve come to the realization

That no matter how hard I look

I’ll never find in a person what the devil took

But this enemy, no this thief has to repay his debt seven times

The number of completion

To my spirit, soul, and mind

The time is now for me to conquer this demon

I’m getting sick and tired of his plotting and scheming

To seduce my mind and make me feel

Like my heart will never heal

Nor the pain that I conceal

The emotions are oh so real

But with Jehovah Rapha even my emotions can be healed

Daddy I love you, I wish this were true

But sometimes I don’t know if love is possible with you

Why did you hurt me,

Why didn’t you care

God had to pick up the broken pieces that you couldn’t bear

This generational curse has to end here

Or I fear

That it will trickle down the bloodline

And poison the minds

Of my brothers and sisters

Who will in no wise

Realize

This injustice

Or this tragedy

Yes, this generational curse of self-hate has got to end with me

So I choose this day to release the pain

And remain in the arms of my real Father, You know His name

Sandtrice Denise Russell

Copyright ©2006 

Alone

Alone

She stands alone in a dark corner

Hoping that no one sees her

Afraid to step into the light

Because she thinks the world might see her plight

So she pretends like everything is alright

But at night

She fights back the tears

And drowns in a sea of her fears

She’s afraid of life itself

She contemplates death

In stealth

And refuses to seek psychiatric or spiritual help

In her eyes her demise is a necessity

She already has the psychotropic recipe

But what she fails to realize

Is that an overdose

Will close out this chapter

But won’t prevent the pain in the chapters thereafter

Life is like a vapor, but to eternity there is no end

She can no longer pretend

There aren’t any more amends

She must face the consequence

In a fire that can’t be quenched

Where her body, spirit, and soul will be wrenched

She’s seen the end now let us go back to the beginning

When satan was defeated and God’s team was winning

Let’s hit the rewind button on life’s remote control

Now she’s back in that room so lonely and cold

God has granted unto His people free will

But do we ever stop to think about how God feels

Streams of tears flow from the Father’s eyes

Whenever we disobey Him our Heavenly Father cries

But back to this girl who has a choice to make

Will she live for God or her own life will she take-

God can mend the broken pieces of her heart

Fix anything that’s been rent or torn apart

If she gives it to him and accepts Christ in her life

Take on His yolk and burden, for it’s easy and light

And then everything will truly be alright

No more sleepless nights

But nights of peace and joy

Living in true contentment instead of the devil’s decoy

Sandtrice Denise Russell

Copyright ©2006 

Fatal Wounds

Fatal Wounds

Fatal wounds from my youth
Try to block the truth
Of God’s word
From my spiritual ears
Try to cause me to be overcome with fears
Of failure and have me trippin on myself
Cuz I’m too caught up on myself
To really put that flesh to death
So I must endure the test
And be tried in the fire
Gotta be purified and purged by His Spirit
In order to really go higher
But the key to this is simple
You gotta be broken and walk in truth
Fatal wounds from your youth
Aren’t an excuse
Not even abuse
Because Jesus died on that cross to deliver and set you free
The only reason you not, is because you need to D.I.E


Sandtrice Denise Russell
Copyright ©2006