Writers Wednesday #55

kingdomwriters    Its  #writerswednesday . You are welcome to write something based on this photo.  #song   #poetry   #stories  are welcome. Let’s have some fun1w    calebjdeas    They say roses represent love. I don't know where they got that from, but they just might be right. All creation testifies of The Creator, and listening is seeing. So come close and see what the rose has to say. It's beautiful, and it's all for the glory of the father. Roses rise & petals fall, red colors like blood drops, trinkling down thorn stems, condemned to a grave, where death becomes small, and is met with a depth of life. I've got roots here, here in my blood line, a legacy of love and life, a line of light that came with death's greatest downfall this rose of love comes back and stands tall. Risen in glory at the springs first sunshine.  This is love forever - restoration, and redemption from the ground up.  Jesus Christ. He rose.1w 3 likesReply

kingdomwriters

Its #writerswednesday. You are welcome to write something based on this photo. #song #poetry #stories are welcome. Let’s have some fun1w

calebjdeas

They say roses represent love. I don't know where they got that from, but they just might be right. All creation testifies of The Creator, and listening is seeing. So come close and see what the rose has to say. It's beautiful, and it's all for the glory of the father.
Roses rise & petals fall, red colors like blood drops, trinkling down thorn stems, condemned to a grave, where death becomes small, and is met with a depth of life.
I've got roots here, here in my blood line, a legacy of love and life, a line of light that came with death's greatest downfall this rose of love comes back and stands tall. Risen in glory at the springs first sunshine.
This is love forever - restoration, and redemption from the ground up.
Jesus Christ. He rose.1w3 likesReply

Writers Wednesday #53

kingdomwriters    It’s  #writerswednesday  you are welcome to write something based on this photo.  #songs   #quotes  are welcome. Let’s have fun with words.. Happy Wednesday3w    calebjdeas    5 Strings Stand Alone. C-A-L-E-B. Life seems to play me sideways even when I'm upright. Twist around all my theory. I go on my way and the enemy plays this song that says "You are lost today. You don't deserve victory." I'm hearing notes written that are totally unknown to me. But when it's written in His word, all of who I truly am is shown to me.3w 2 likesReply

kingdomwriters

It’s #writerswednesday you are welcome to write something based on this photo. #songs #quotes are welcome. Let’s have fun with words.. Happy Wednesday3w

calebjdeas

5 Strings Stand Alone. C-A-L-E-B. Life seems to play me sideways even when I'm upright. Twist around all my theory. I go on my way and the enemy plays this song that says "You are lost today. You don't deserve victory." I'm hearing notes written that are totally unknown to me. But when it's written in His word, all of who I truly am is shown to me.3w2 likesReply

Writers Wednesday #52

kingdomwriters    Hi guys! It’s  #writerswednesday . You are welcome to write something based on this photo. Be inspired. Let’s have fun4w    calebjdeas    Isaiah 49:11 ► And I will make all my mountains a way, and my highways shall be exalted.4w 1 likeReply    Hide replies     calebjdeas    I love that the truth of your character stands in eternity. It's beautiful how I can stand back and see from the highest points and the lowest valleys you are God both in and out of history. I'm coming up on my way & I'm reading how you promised to make a way & here you are again saving even me.4w 4 likesReply

kingdomwriters

Hi guys! It’s #writerswednesday. You are welcome to write something based on this photo. Be inspired. Let’s have fun4w

calebjdeas

Isaiah 49:11 ►
And I will make all my mountains a way, and my highways shall be exalted.4w1 likeReply

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calebjdeas

I love that the truth of your character stands in eternity. It's beautiful how I can stand back and see from the highest points and the lowest valleys you are God both in and out of history. I'm coming up on my way & I'm reading how you promised to make a way & here you are again saving even me.4w4 likesReply

Writers Wednesday #51

kingdomwriters    Hello guys. It’s  #writerswednesday ! You are welcome to write something off of this  #photo .  #poetry ,  #songs  and  #quotes  are welcome. Happy Wednesday!! Be inspired5w    maafianhyira    Silent night. Holy night. All is calm all is bright.  I lie awake, in awe of the beautiful works of thy hand. The stars, the moon,the sky and every land. It’s an honor to call you Father, Our Father in heaven. You are our peace our very safe haven.  May we never forget every need that you have met.  You sent your son to die for us to take away every shame and every guilt.  We are grateful Father,for this peace we feel whenever we are in your presence.5w 2 likesReply     artist4lov    A mountain of emotions.. just when I thought I had reached the summit, I again feel you pull the ground from beneath me. As I try to wrap my arms around the light in my sky I feel you tugging at my ankles, pulling me down into the rough that you call safety. The troughs that you call trust. I had let you guide me on this journey telling me where to hold on and all the while every hanhold was a sharp edge. As it pierced my skin I continued to trust you. Each grasp was because you told me it was safe to hold on there but each time it only appears to me again, and again, and again. As we reached the top I thought I'd find fresh air and a beautiful birds eye view but there was none of that there, there was only the way back down which was more painful than the climb up. The way down was so dark and hurt so much and I cleaned to the light beside me, as I cried on it, bled on it, pained on it, it did not really kill me, or suppress me, or belittle me, or disregard me like you did. It remained a constant, did not change shape on me, and did not abrupt way to send as though not to care that I was still holding on. No, it considered me. It didn't silence me when I shared my pain, it didn't hush me when I screamed in agony. It didn't ignore me. It didn't fabricate me or paint me a color I wasn't. It just remained. Posted. Constant. I may never trust you again... I just hope the coolness soothes the third degree burns you've inflicted on my heart over time. (Sorry, this is just what came out)5w 2 likesReply     artist4lov    Typo, *it was supposed to say each time it only pierces me again, and again, and again5w Reply     artist4lov    *I counted to the light (please forgive all the typos) *did not disrupt my descent as though not to care5w Reply     artist4lov    *not counted, clinged lolol this keyboard keeps changing things at the very last minute I will be careful next time to make sure that there are no typos5w Reply

kingdomwriters

Hello guys. It’s #writerswednesday! You are welcome to write something off of this #photo. #poetry, #songs and #quotes are welcome. Happy Wednesday!! Be inspired5w

maafianhyira

Silent night. Holy night.
All is calm all is bright.
I lie awake, in awe of the beautiful works of thy hand.
The stars, the moon,the sky and every land.
It’s an honor to call you Father, Our Father in heaven.
You are our peace our very safe haven.
May we never forget every need that you have met.
You sent your son to die for us to take away every shame and every guilt.
We are grateful Father,for this peace we feel whenever we are in your presence.5w2 likesReply

artist4lov

A mountain of emotions.. just when I thought I had reached the summit, I again feel you pull the ground from beneath me. As I try to wrap my arms around the light in my sky I feel you tugging at my ankles, pulling me down into the rough that you call safety. The troughs that you call trust. I had let you guide me on this journey telling me where to hold on and all the while every hanhold was a sharp edge. As it pierced my skin I continued to trust you. Each grasp was because you told me it was safe to hold on there but each time it only appears to me again, and again, and again. As we reached the top I thought I'd find fresh air and a beautiful birds eye view but there was none of that there, there was only the way back down which was more painful than the climb up. The way down was so dark and hurt so much and I cleaned to the light beside me, as I cried on it, bled on it, pained on it, it did not really kill me, or suppress me, or belittle me, or disregard me like you did. It remained a constant, did not change shape on me, and did not abrupt way to send as though not to care that I was still holding on. No, it considered me. It didn't silence me when I shared my pain, it didn't hush me when I screamed in agony. It didn't ignore me. It didn't fabricate me or paint me a color I wasn't. It just remained. Posted. Constant. I may never trust you again... I just hope the coolness soothes the third degree burns you've inflicted on my heart over time. (Sorry, this is just what came out)5w2 likesReply

artist4lov

Typo, *it was supposed to say each time it only pierces me again, and again, and again5wReply

artist4lov

*I counted to the light (please forgive all the typos) *did not disrupt my descent as though not to care5wReply

artist4lov

*not counted, clinged lolol this keyboard keeps changing things at the very last minute I will be careful next time to make sure that there are no typos5wReply

Writers Wednesday #50

kingdomwriters    Hey! Every Wednesday we invite you to write a poem, a line, a verse, a story, quite, a word - ANYTHING! Lol based on a photo we share. Here's this week's  #writerswednesday  photo & we hope you enjoy!6w    kingdomwriters     #writersofinstagram  #write   #photo   #fun   #summer   #nights 6w Reply     relentlesslydare    We treasure this time as time stands still in this very moment. We are separated, yet connected. Connected through our common bond, our interests and our pains. Staring deep into the pit, yet surrounded.6w 3 likesReply    View replies (2)     calebjdeas    Tails of fire brush the warmest of feelings against my face. My friends and I gather and we laugh and cackle over this flame. The night is going, but we've had a long day. We rest quietly on this summer night. Hear the crackling mix of shifting elements in the quiet night. This is peace. A lovely delight.6w 2 likesReply    View replies (2)     wordsbyjanice    As fire flies simmer through the evening mist, young is the night that draws out warm conversations. Sometimes silence consumes the atmosphere, yet we delight in its moments of rest as our eyes reflect His consuming fire.6w 5 likesReply    View replies (1)     keturahaellis    “This is why I remind you to fan into flames the spiritual gift God gave you when I laid my hands on you. For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.” ‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭1:6-7‬ ‭  Are those around you fanning your flame? Or just staring at it? Maybe suffocating it?6w 2 likesReply    View replies (1)     iamtrishaalicia    Fire, lighting us higher — can we go? Can we be free as embers to follow where the wind is leading? Only God knows.6w 1 likeReply    View replies (1)

kingdomwriters

Hey! Every Wednesday we invite you to write a poem, a line, a verse, a story, quite, a word - ANYTHING! Lol based on a photo we share. Here's this week's #writerswednesday photo & we hope you enjoy!6w

kingdomwriters

#writersofinstagram#write #photo #fun #summer #nights6wReply

relentlesslydare

We treasure this time as time stands still in this very moment. We are separated, yet connected. Connected through our common bond, our interests and our pains. Staring deep into the pit, yet surrounded.6w3 likesReply

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calebjdeas

Tails of fire brush the warmest of feelings against my face. My friends and I gather and we laugh and cackle over this flame. The night is going, but we've had a long day. We rest quietly on this summer night. Hear the crackling mix of shifting elements in the quiet night. This is peace. A lovely delight.6w2 likesReply

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wordsbyjanice

As fire flies simmer through the evening mist, young is the night that draws out warm conversations. Sometimes silence consumes the atmosphere, yet we delight in its moments of rest as our eyes reflect His consuming fire.6w5 likesReply

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keturahaellis

“This is why I remind you to fan into flames the spiritual gift God gave you when I laid my hands on you. For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.”
‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭1:6-7‬ ‭

Are those around you fanning your flame? Or just staring at it? Maybe suffocating it?6w2 likesReply

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iamtrishaalicia

Fire, lighting us higher — can we go? Can we be free as embers to follow where the wind is leading?
Only God knows.6w1 likeReply

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Writers Wednesday #49

kingdomwriters    Hello there. It’s  #writerswednesday  here  @kingdomwriters  and we welcome you to write something off of this  #photo .  #poetry , #quotes  and  #songs  are welcome. Be Inspired 😊7w    calebjdeas    At Season's peak, this frozen flow unstalls, and it all falls down.7w 3 likesReply    View replies (1)     keturahaellis    He’s moving. A rush, a crash, it was so grand, blinding, screaming like thunder. I thought I was a goner. But when it cleared, oh it was so beautiful. And I stood. Frozen. But no longer in fear. In Awe7w 2 likesReply    View replies (1)

kingdomwriters

Hello there. It’s #writerswednesday here @kingdomwriters and we welcome you to write something off of this #photo. #poetry,#quotes and #songs are welcome. Be Inspired 😊7w

calebjdeas

At Season's peak, this frozen flow unstalls, and it all falls down.7w3 likesReply

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keturahaellis

He’s moving. A rush, a crash, it was so grand, blinding, screaming like thunder. I thought I was a goner. But when it cleared, oh it was so beautiful. And I stood. Frozen. But no longer in fear. In Awe7w2 likesReply

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Writers Wednesday #48

kingdomwriters    Hey there! It’s  #writerswednesday  at  @kingdomwriters  and we warmly invite you to write a word or piece based off of this  #photo .  #poetry ,  #songs  and  #quotes  are welcome. Be inspired, come let’s have some fun with words 🤗8w    calebjdeas    Tune in. Tune out. Nothing is as temporal as a man's clout. The grass withers & the flowers fade, but we haven't even gotten to that point today...yet... where are we? Technology at it's prime today & shrouded in abandonment tomorrow. Even at your highest frequency you cannot stand the test of time. These tall grasses have outgrown you, not because you are small, but because they seek the sun's shine. So, have a seat & stand. Yes. Have this seat & stand. There may be hope for you yet if you humble your self to stand rooted on the Word. A firm foundation.8w 7 likesReply     maafianhyira    I hear the sound of victory, more growth and wellness. The day so bright filled with lots of beauty and gladness.  The radio plays sweet melodies that makes the heart smile. We are going to be alright, God is in everything we see and everything we are.  Relax, sit back and enjoy the lovely sounds from your radio. God is working on our behalf, know that He is always there.8w 4 likesReply    View replies (1)     artist4lov    I LOVE THIS!8w 3 likesReply     artist4lov    SAFE! In the coverings that have made me, in what was put together as a lovely package of art and tone and time is "froze"...en. Entering a force, a safety bubble and I'm shielded by this hypercube, this tesseract with my name on it where nothing can harm me, touch me unless to improve on the queendom art that was hard to achieve but was already in me because my father the Creator is royalty and he has given me this bed of life, his breath, his love, his patience, his understanding, his fruit. I speak those things that be not, I'm still growing, like the wildflowers in spring that aren't actually wild but are following a script... They are supposed to reach, they are supposed to bend and stretch. They look out of sync and as though they are in discord but they are on ONE accord and that is the design. But you have to look with the right eye to see.8w 4 likesReply    View replies (2)     chads_wick    There are too many waves  of different frequencies, Flowing in an open channel, But faith is being seated, Where many are still fielding questions, And trusting that the strength  Of the One who holds the right chair  Will keep you8w 4 likesReply    View replies (4)     johnsonwrightsharon    I once sat on a table playing melodies so sweet and everyone dancing to whatever the beat. Now I sit and reflect from another vantage point of what was my past, where I now play melodies to the beat of the whispering of the grass.8w 2 likesReply    View replies (1)     meekspeaks_    To hear Your voice in the wilderness  Is to come upon a creek in a desert A live stream of hope in the bleak  A working Radio in a run down Shack The Source of my peace  When I lack  Focus Let your whispers Sound Clouds to wave me in the direction of the Son To hear Your voice in the wilderness  Is to have already won8w 2 likesReply

kingdomwriters

Hey there! It’s #writerswednesday at @kingdomwriters and we warmly invite you to write a word or piece based off of this #photo. #poetry, #songs and #quotes are welcome. Be inspired, come let’s have some fun with words 🤗8w

calebjdeas

Tune in. Tune out. Nothing is as temporal as a man's clout. The grass withers & the flowers fade, but we haven't even gotten to that point today...yet... where are we? Technology at it's prime today & shrouded in abandonment tomorrow. Even at your highest frequency you cannot stand the test of time. These tall grasses have outgrown you, not because you are small, but because they seek the sun's shine. So, have a seat & stand. Yes. Have this seat & stand. There may be hope for you yet if you humble your self to stand rooted on the Word. A firm foundation.8w7 likesReply

maafianhyira

I hear the sound of victory, more growth and wellness. The day so bright filled with lots of beauty and gladness.
The radio plays sweet melodies that makes the heart smile. We are going to be alright, God is in everything we see and everything we are.
Relax, sit back and enjoy the lovely sounds from your radio. God is working on our behalf, know that He is always there.8w4 likesReply

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artist4lov

I LOVE THIS!8w3 likesReply

artist4lov

SAFE! In the coverings that have made me, in what was put together as a lovely package of art and tone and time is "froze"...en. Entering a force, a safety bubble and I'm shielded by this hypercube, this tesseract with my name on it where nothing can harm me, touch me unless to improve on the queendom art that was hard to achieve but was already in me because my father the Creator is royalty and he has given me this bed of life, his breath, his love, his patience, his understanding, his fruit. I speak those things that be not, I'm still growing, like the wildflowers in spring that aren't actually wild but are following a script... They are supposed to reach, they are supposed to bend and stretch. They look out of sync and as though they are in discord but they are on ONE accord and that is the design. But you have to look with the right eye to see.8w4 likesReply

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chads_wick

There are too many waves
of different frequencies,
Flowing in an open channel,
But faith is being seated,
Where many are still fielding questions,
And trusting that the strength
Of the One who holds the right chair
Will keep you8w4 likesReply

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johnsonwrightsharon

I once sat on a table playing melodies so sweet and everyone dancing to whatever the beat. Now I sit and reflect from another vantage point of what was my past, where I now play melodies to the beat of the whispering of the grass.8w2 likesReply

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meekspeaks_

To hear Your voice in the wilderness
Is to come upon a creek in a desert
A live stream of hope in the bleak
A working Radio in a run down Shack
The Source of my peace
When I lack
Focus
Let your whispers Sound Clouds to wave me in the direction of the Son
To hear Your voice in the wilderness
Is to have already won8w2 likesReply