Marleene's Corner

He found her. Covered in all the debris of life. Covered in the choices she didn’t give a second thought to making, only to realize she was facing the consequences and feeling as if there would be no escape. He found her, sitting and staring blankly wishing, desiring to start over again. She was covered in her experience of extreme pain and disappointments. He found her, put down, let down, and torn down. How could she look up from where she was. Gravity weighing her down. He found her, though He never took His eyes off her and He gently whispered to her, “I’ve been here all along. How could I find something I’ve never lost sight of?” At that moment she found Him and her epiphany of how deeply lost she was caused her to become responsive to the invitation before her to a place where she could be free from dwelling. She found herself and looked on past all the things that had placed her in that state of desperation, though in that state she embraced her freedom in her intima...

He came to fulfill the law for me. Not for the law to be abolished, but because of His great love for me HE alone accomplished what the law required of me and yet He knew any attempt out of my own strength would leave me breathless but He chose to give up His last breath for me, because He loves me. He gave me hope when He fulfilled the law for me because the law would have placed me in a state of panic knowing full well there is nothing perfect about me and I would be incapable. But as incapable as I am, that did not stop Him. He knew I would be incapable and He was moved with compassion. He fulfilled it for me so that I may live by the Grace he provided as He chose to perfectly sacrifice Himself for me. The law he fulfilled for me gave me access to a greater revelation of how deeply He loves me. And after He fullfilled the law, after he breathed His last breath, He rose and said to me, “LIVE!”

There is a difference in my worship. It has become a spontaneous worship. Drawn from the very profoundness of pain and endurance, where Grace has enabled me to carry my cross, at times feeling as if I were being dragged. But oh the beauty of gazing in His holiness as I spontaneously worship Him truly believing, He is crazy about me, and loves me, genuinely loves me. I've become selfish in my worship for this radical God who risked it all just for me. There is no deeper Love for me then the Love displayed as He hung on that tree, blood flowing down to reach me, and cover me, and save me. Oh the tears that roll down at the very thought of such Love. My heart beats for Him as He invites me to fall in Love with Him. Removing the perverse cloak for a fresh garment of Love. I have no more fear of falling inlove with Him. His banner over me is Love, and because of such Love, there is a difference in my worship. I spontaneously worship Him with melodies from the very...

O' Samaritan Woman, bearing the agony of your shame. As others pass you by, not the least bit interested in knowing your name. Hobbling around with a heavy load, hopeless situation, brokenness is instead your price of ever being betrothed. Bruised and nameless woman, tormented soul. Longing for the pain to be drained. Used and abused over and over again. Conviction of your circumstance shifts upon you all the blame. Reciting in your head, "this could be him, he could be the answer to my dream." Only to once again be let down, left feeling worthless, stripping away the self to your esteem. Along comes a man willingly, breaking boundaries to meet her at her defiled site. Unbeknownst to her, he has the power, to step into her darkness and supernaturally call into existence light. Release her from any suffering, Mercy and Grace restores, and she stands redeemed. Do you know the Samaritan woman I speak of? Would you recognize her if she were standing ne...

So we were bought at a price, redeemed as in set free from distress and harm, but we walk around imprisoned, persuaded by deception and charm. If the ransom was high and the price has been paid, tell me, why do we continue to drift? As if it's ok? See the answers we give don't match with our lives. Because if we're endorsing peace, why are we condoning strife? The place where there once was such consolation, has become a land of much needed reformation. It's not acceptable to conform, this much I do know. Yet in my despair, I'm longing to grow. My spirit has been crushed, by the wayward man. I'm feeling so disturbed, trying hard to understand. And if NOT ONE is righteous why are we pretending to be? Yet dying within to be set free? And if the price has been paid for one and for ALL, why aren't we humbly responding to our call? Jeremiah 8:22 Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then is there no hea...

That you would call me yours, & know me by my name. Despite my fears & failures, past my tears & all my shame. The Well in the midst of my Desert, the Hope to my despair. The ransom for my soul You paid to show me that You care. You delight in giving me all that my heart desires. Your mercy makes it's way to me as I struggle though the Fire. Beauty for ashes you trade for my life to show that I'm precious in Your sight. And the strength that I need, as I surrender to thee, You provide so I could fight with all my might. Purify my heart, transform my mind & the enemy has to flee as all his lies I bind! Victory prevails as you reveal your Glory The creator of my life, with an ending to my story. Leaving the former things behind, taking back that which originally was mine. Focusing on my latter days, trusting you in all your ways. A friend of a God who calls me Friend My enemies & my past under my feet, never to rise again! You are my Lord, my Saviour who has r...

Weapons of warfare start to arise, as I'm led into battle I can hear the distant cries, of a mother praying desperately on her knees, asking God who dwells in heaven to meet her children's needs. Weapons of warfare start to arise, as I'm led into battle I can hear the distant cries, of a woman being beaten bruises covering her face, asking God who dwells in heaven, "please send an extra measure of faith." Weapons of warfare start to arise, as I'm led into battle I can hear the distant cries, of a child who's been molested feeling empty and unworthy, asking God who dwells in heaven, "what's the ending of my story?" Weapons of warfare start to arise, as I'm led into battle I can hear the distant cries, of a patient battling cancer holding on with all their might, asking God who dwells in heaven, "Dear Lord help me win this fight." Weapons of warfare start to arise, as I'm led into battle I can hear the distant cries, of the h...

Unwrap the layers from this flesh, and leave me naked and undressed. For less is more I've heard them say, my heart before you I must lay. The hindrances you"ll strip away, for you're the Potter, I'm the Clay. And as I stand before you bare, my shame is gone because you care. The image that I held on to, has faded once I was renewed. I feel your breath of life on me, and bask I must continuously. Inhale, exhale, it's so surreal. The way your love just makes me feel. Unwrap the layers, strip me down. And free me from what had me bound! John 11:44 “Take off the grave clothes and let him go.”

She’s captivated by his beauty as she starts to dance. His prescence overwhelms her and immediately she’s in a trance. There’s meaning to her every move, they’re her expressions of love. Her fragrance is a sweet aroma pleasing to her father above. There’s no else around, as far as she can tell. Because her performance is strictly for the one who knows her well. An angel of beauty she portrays as she dances gracefully. Each dance is entertaining, representing VICTORY! Her smile is full of warmth, her eyes of adoration. And as she sways across the room she becomes an inspiration. And what a vision she is expressing her love story. Giving honor, worship, and her praise showing gratitude for her GLORY. And if you’d see what I could see you’d say, “Oh what a sight!” It’s evident the God she serves fills her with pure delight! Jeremiah 31:13 Then young women will dance and be glad, young men and old as well. I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will give them comfort and joy instead o...

Prostrate she falls before him and begins to adore. Lost in worship as she praises him, and he fills her spirit with more. Thru submission she receives revelation, that provides an impartation, giving her the information, to begin the work in her salvation, bringing forth her transformation. Because she dares to believe her past can't have a grip. On the life of a sinner the creator of all the universe refuses to allow to slip. Should she go on feeling ostracized, as if all she encountered was in vain? Or shall she flow thru the anointing that is the prize of all her pain? The destiny that was preordained, once seemed far from her reach. But as her maker exalts her to rise, empowering her, touch her lips with the coal so she may teach, as she begins to preach. She questions her beloved: "An ambassador for the Kingdom? How could this be? But it is written in your word thru your prophet in Isaiah 61:1 as you speak explicitly to me." An example to many as she chooses to pra...

Now I lay me down to sleep, I Feel like a forgotten sheep. I sometimes don’t want to awake In hopes to not feel my heart ache. For deep inside I feel so lost, Can’t bear the heaviness of my cross. Surely there has to be much more, A place where there’s an open door. I feel the dryness in my bones In deep solitude, all alone. The walls around me closing in, Why have I been born into sin? The tears that fall no one can see, Will someone come to rescue me? Is this the price I have to pay? I ask the Potter in dismay. To whom else shall I go appeal? If you’re the God that is so real. For unto you do I confess, In hopes that you hear me profess. If you do call me as your own, Please tenderize my heart of stone. If I am truly the work of thy hand, & if you really have a plan. Show me the way that I should go, And heal the cause of my sorrow. Please let me feel your tender touch, If it’s not asking for too much. And breathe your breath of life upon, The part of me that is withdrawn. And ...

Step into the world, Let freedom ring, Where what you are and where you come from Don’t mean a thing. The streets knows no colors, culture, nor creed, The soul that it’s after is all that it needs. The road is wide, The avenue’s name is perdition, It’s purpose to destroy you, Discarding your destiny into omission. Now you’re in deep, It’s a free for all, Darkness swallows light As you hit those brick walls. You’re at the bottom, Covered in dust. Suddenly your mind wonders if, “in God you can trust” But shame does not allow you To think of such a thought, So you’re swallowed in self-pity As you’re feeling so distraught. “How did I get here?,” you ask As you try to make some sense. & in the midst of your confusion, You begin to feel intense. Something starts to happen, That you’ve never felt before, It’s something supernatural Reaching deep to the bottom of your core. That shame that tried to persuade you, And kept whispering no, Was eradicated by the Mercy Who refused to let you ...

Your love just overshadows me and leads me to arise. And by the choices that I make your spirit is my guide. Where once I felt so desolate and sometimes insecure, You touched me with your gentleness and loved me even more. My eyes stay fixed upon you Lord and clearly I can see. That thru you I'm discovering who I am meant to be. The woman who I thought I was I do not recognize. A stranger in the distance who'll no longer compromise. I thank you for the dignity imparted into me. And for the principles my Lord that bring me liberty. Who else could take a life and bring great peace into a storm? And lead me by still waters where my soul has been transformed. And every waking moment I surrender in your hands. And joyfully I walk the path straight to the promised land. Proverbs 31:25 (Amplified Bible) "Strength and dignity are her clothing and her position is strong and secure; she rejoices over the future [the latter day or time to come, knowing that she and her family are ...

What is this thing called time, That I have in my hand? And am I choosing wisely, to do all that I can? Each moment has to count, for time is of the essence. It doesn't wait for anyone, so I'm caught up in the present. I prey on every minute as the clock ticks away. Choosing not to miss the mark as I face another day. I seize in my ability the power by full force. With the divine authority, there's no room for remorse. The cause you see is clear, it's to start a chain reaction. To live life in abundance, that will bring full satisfaction. What is this thing called time, that you have in your hands? And are you choosing wisely, to do all that you can? Ecclesiastes 5:19 (Amplified) "Also, every man to whom God has given riches and possessions, and the power to enjoy them and to accept his appointed lot and to rejoice in his toil--this is the gift of God [to him]."

Deep calls into Deep As you awake me from my sleep. There's an awareness known to you, and in my barrenness you knew. Those lonely times I felt alone, you chose me as your very own. Consuming me from up above, Overshadowing me with your Love. Nothing compares to your embrace, unveil me as I seek your face. You've clothed me in my nakedness, your peace allows my soul to rest. Despite the cries within my heart, a fresh anointing you impart. Because you knew that what you made, was the ransom for the price you paid. Psalm 119:93 [Amplified] "I will never forget your precepts, [how can I?] for it is by them you have quickened me (granted me life)."

Together let us walk in the journey that's ahead. Let's rush in to our destiny as the obstacles we tread. With one hand we will build, with the other we will fight. Courageously we hold the scepter of justice with his light. There is no room for quarreling, or room for any division. Because we're called to stand as one against all opposition. In unity we'll march and stand in the front line. Step foot into the camp and war, recover what is thine. He will provide the strength. Glory is in the air. Believing when we yield to him, he hears our wailing prayer. Forgive us of our sins, and our iniquities. And thank you for the price you paid to give us victory!! Psalm 118:15 "The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tents and private dwellings of the [uncompromisingly] righteous: the right hand of the Lord does valiantly and achieves strength!"

What is this spirit of depression, oppression and rejection trying to take a hold of me? Don't you know what I've been called for? Who I serve? That at the name above all names you must flee!! You see, by the Blood I am sealed! By the spirit of a living God that is so real. Who speaks to the dry bones and makes them rise. Who parts the red sea before me canceling all lies! I walk ahead forgetting what is behind. A past that was only causing my soul to die. I arise, yes I arise. I know exactly who I am! The blueprint upon my life is in the hands of the Son of Man!! Psalm 59:17 "Unto you, O my strength, I will sing praises; for God is my Defense, my Fortress, and High Tower, the God who shows me mercy and steadfast Love."

I'm walking in the spirit that takes me on new heights. To stand free from prostration as he teaches me to fight. He shows me how to trust and surrender in his hands. Continuously reminding me he has a bigger plan. He builds walls of Salvation and appoints my gates with Praise. His peace provides me strength and he fills me with his Grace. He dressed me with new garments and in me he now delights. For he guides me by his spirit to walk by Faith and not by sight. Isaiah 62:3 "You will be a crown of splendor in the Lord's hands, a royal diadem in the hand of your God."

Touch my mouth Lord that I may speak, a word of comfort to the weak. Touch my feet Lord that I may go, and would not end up to and fro. Touch my heart Lord that it would break, for the very same things that make yours ache. Touch my mind Lord that in my thought, I'd be reminded what you have taught. Touch my life Lord that I may live, each day I face, free to forgive. Daniel 10:18 "Then again, the one having the likeness of a man touched me and strengthened me."

Distractions all around me, trying to capture my attention. Distractions trying to come between of me and my salvation. Distractions bring awareness to be conscious of the trap, avoid that crooked path that can cause me to turn back. Distractions are so subtle, trying to lead you to believe. That you are still inadequate, prevent you to achieve. But I face those distractions, with my armor I'll diminish. Because he gave authority, when he said, "IT IS FINISHED!!" Ephesians 6:11 "Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's scheme."