I've been feeling a little overwhelmed with just how the world is going recently ,
It been a huge burden on my heart to know that the Righteous Judgement of God is pending. Not silent, and most certainly not dead.

I've had some time of reflection , on what this means for me in my own life. And my biggest burden is the knowledge that I have friends and family members that are at present not walking in The Way. Not seeing the evilness of the world and the truth of God.
Not responding to the warnings.
It breaks my heart, there is an un-ease about it . And one that I am continuinally asking God to straghten out. I have to be honest . I fear the coming Judgment, I fear what it means and entails.
I fear for my soul. And it makes me want to draw closer to God all the more.
I want to please Him, So desperately and I'm frustrated with myself for not being all that I know I should be. God is helping me though .
I woke up earlier today revisitng the verse that says in Lamentations 3'22 His mercies are new every morning, and great is His faithfulness.
So if there is anyone who has felt, is feeling or yet to feel how I have been feeling these past few days, Just know 'For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.' (2TIM1'7) It is His will that we 'look up' (Luke 21'28) and find refuge in the One I believe will never let us go. Even when He feels far, He is right here. We just need to trust in Him.



There is a sense of impending doom
As if the world is coming to an end
There is a thickness in the air
As if a warning from a friend.

Harken to the warning
Listen to the call.
Sin separates us from God.
Please do not fall.

I know I am not perfect
I'm just trying the best I can.
Gods will is for us to be Holy.
We must strive for perfection.

So Surrender your lives ,
Give to God everything.
Send the message far and near.
Await to the Angels sing.

Put away the corrupt world
Restore your minds unto Him.
And He will give you peace.
Even as you trust in Him to win.

By Lakechia Jeanne 

Dose of Poetry©

Scandinavian Heart

It's been just over a week, since I got back from a trip to the continent. Even though I live in Europe, it was a huge change to be in Scandanavia, the culture, the people, scenery was all hugely different. It was an interesting experience. On the coach back to the airport, I saw a yellow house in the middle of a field of corn. It was an extrordinarily vivid picture of what Scandanavia looks like in one scene, and even though I didn't get a picture, the image is engrained in my mind. I took out a pen, my notepad and began to write : Scandanavian Heart.


Upon the golden sheaves and the golden fields  - a little red flag rests upon the hills. 

Upon a yellow house it stands,

Isolated from the surrounding lands. 

Among the golden faces shon, the golden smiles locks along. 

Bungalows still by the edge of the road reside. 

Wandering hares glaze boldly aside. 

The sweating hawk of the bicycle break, the wavering livey grass, sways with the wind that takes. 

Fir trees, the pinewood smell; reminding me of Christmas, and might as well.

Wind turbines rotate and with the birds rejoice. Singing and dancing butterflies around, the larks raise their voice. The Nordic skies and rolling hills, the nature is tamely wild. One does as one wills. 

The grinning faces, helping to places. One knows not where to start. Though now I'm leaving not sure to grieving, Alas Scandinavian heart.  

This Summer has been wonderfully filled with various things to, which is great because I love being active, but it's also presented the challenges of not having quality time with God, I have been able to pray and read His word , but not to a 'satisfying point'. I guess God word is like the replenishment that rids hunger. Well in that case - I've been in a spiritual diet ! Which isn't good. 

I wrote the following words when about a week ago - I felt so 'wanting' for the word of God - I needed it desperately to give me life ; as it always does. 

Hebrews 4'12

For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

To the Filling of My Heart

To the filling of my heart  I will pray.

To the quenching of my thirst I will stay,

Closing into the living waters that replenish my soul

In the morning and all of the day.

Unnecessary pleasures I will flee.

Before You I come with all in me longing to be humble.

Though my mind is in need of desperate control.

Distractions may come, but I'll show them the door,

Sin will entice, But I want it no more.

The 'Mary' in me wants to sit at your feet,

The 'Martha' I see wastes the time to fleet.

May self-control be my song.

The feet of the cross is where I belong. 

Before the time is finally gone.

Lakechia Jeanne - 2016 Copyright

As I am writing this , I am 19 years old.
The next time I probably write again ; I'll be 20.
Wow.
What a difference a year can make to - well, everything.
I've been journeying and mounting up the physical , emotional and
Spiritual courage to enter into the next decade of life in a way that
I can feel a sense of readiness and most of all an amount of earnest hope
to see what God has in store for me in my twenties.
It's funny though because I feel as though I have been a child for all of my life ,
And that's finally going to change.
There are new responsibilities that come with age ,
Ones I am asking God to help me recognise and meet , in all diligence and humility ,
May our characters be fined in His very likeness.
And as we grow with age , may our Spirits do the same.



"Here are my hands, here  are my feet ,
Take them and use them for what You need.
Not of myself but all of You,
What ever You ask LORD I will do"


Lakechia Jeanne ,
DoPoetry

Warm Hearts

Do you ever notice how much happier people get when the Seasons begin to change and the earth warms up a little. There seems to be 2 times per year where people actually smile while they're walking down the street : Christmas , the beginnings of Summer. And while I myself don't particularly relish the beauty of a thunderous rain ( while I'm walking in it :) I find the things that bring me joy each morning is not that the sun is shining and the bird are singing and theres a rainbow in the sky , but moreso the knowledge that I am loved, first of all by Jesus, my Saviour- but also my beautiful Mummy, who is Gods greatest gift to me, and my lovely family. Although they're far away, They always make my day , everyday. So in essence may love make you smile , not the weather.

Why must the Summer bring a smile
Why can't a snowflake do the same ?

Why must the warmth change the hearts,
And cause no one to scrutinize or blame.

When the evening dusk draw near,
orange skies bring you to my side,

Crisp mornings remind me of your face
The rain never causes me to hide.

When I think of you, everyday is a Summer new
Though the early mist stings my eyes.

You keep me warm all year long ,
Despite the somber gray skies.

But your not with me now,
I cannot hold your hand ,
I can't lean on you as you tell me to stand.

But you carry the weather,
So in this sunset I'll see.
the work of the Creator bringing you next to me.


Lakechia Jeanne, Dose of Poetry©

2 Years

Today marks the 2nd Year since God directed me to start this blog,
It's been an amazing journey to be a part of with you ,
Just being able to see the variety of readers from places like Poland , Portugal , Russia and America -It's overwhelming.
I am hoping and praying that this blog is continuing in the mission it was set to do - feeding the spirit in a different way.
PSALMS 16'24 : Pleasant words are a honeycomb, Sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.

My prayer is that the sweetness of God permeates within you, and wells up within you resulting in a work of God and the fruits of His Spirit. LUKE 6'44

My absolute love to you all. 

I am more than grateful, 

To God be the Glory.