Cry Of My Heart

Cry Of My Heart

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

Until I reach the promise land

Don't..let go of my hand

Mold me into an iron band

So many temptations I will withstand..

Because of You.

Do you see me here..

Drawing near..

Crying deep oceans,

Tears yearning for more devotion,

Bearing past all my emotions

I keep perse-vering through..

Holding onto You..

 I praise..You past the pain

Because of the sovereignty of Your reign..

Waiting here in the rain..

I'm kneeling amazed.

So come while I wade in the water..

Come and cleanse Your daughter

Come hell or high water

Make me bold like a martyr..
And continue..to author my steps.
 

Love Like Christ

#LoveLikeChrist

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

Not hypothetical

Love...overcomes...

The hardest of obstacles.

Love's...outcome

Promises great harvests...

Even in the hardest.

A love unconditional

Going deeper every day,

Not superficial only on weekdays.

But on weak days it fights to be stronger than before

Instead of giving in deciding you don't want it anymore.

A love that casts out fear was a love that endeared.

Love is patient.

Love is kind.

Love is loyal not looking to find...

Temptations, abominations.

Love is more than a monotone recitation

Or some silly citation.

It's deeper than relation.

Love protects.

It doesn't expect...

Others to be perfect.

But love corrects out of another's benefit.

Love always hopes.

Love always trusts.

Love perseveres...

Love adheres

In sickness and in health,

In poverty and in wealth.

Love never fails.

No matter what it entails

Love will prevail.

Temptation, What?

    Most of you who read my blog are following me on twitter and joining the movement that is taking place to spread the truth about the enemy's lies and plans to weasel his way into your lives one slimy little finger at a time. I have found that insecurity and greed are often the root problems causing people to fall into sexual sin. You first think your problems are small. A few negative words spoken over your life won't cause too much harm or will it? I've heard several people's stories and even taking my own into account I found that insecurity was the source of their issues. It all starts around; let's say the sixth grade and for some it starts earlier. There are kids making fun of you or your parents are saying you will never mount up to anything and so you make your first mistake. You let those words cut you deep.

    You take them to heart and start looking for acceptance in all the wrong places. We'll use my biggest struggle as an example. In fourth grade I overheard these girls talking about how much fun they had at this birthday party. These were the same girls I invited a month earlier to mine and I felt hurt that I hadn't been invited. I listened into what they were talking about and it was then where I was introduced to masturbation. At nine years old I didn't know what it was, but I then went home to later "experiment" so that I would feel accepted, but as I experimented I learned a new feeling - the feeling of greed. It made ME feel good. I felt remorse after, but I never heard it talked about in the church. As time went on it had become an addiction, an addiction that had a death grip on my life for many, many years. I couldn't sleep without it and as I got older it wasn't satisfying enough for me. I wanted to be loved, loved in all of the wrong places that is.

    All of my relationships started out as a few months of getting to know each other and then that went out the door and the relationships found a new foundation to be built upon - sex. With the first guy I would never let myself go all the way. I still felt remorse. I didn't want that in the relationship, but I couldn't stop it because I was pulled in two different directions. One direction told me this is wrong, the other lied to me saying this is love and that I want to feel "good." As I broke free from that relationship after too many fights and broken hearted nights I eventually found myself in another. It started out innocent like the first, but again a couple months later I was in the same situation as the first and a couple months after that I was in deeper. I felt pressured to give myself away, but as I engaged more and more in sex I began to numb myself to life around me so that I didn't have to feel. As a couple months passed several areas in my life crumbled at my feet. I began to become even more severely depressed than I already was and I was so stressed I developed many sicknesses and I had lost several pounds that I needed.

    I had become hysterical when that boyfriend had broken up with me right before my birthday. I had already lost all of my family and friends and here I felt as if I had no one left. I had always hung onto a quote I had made up back when I was going through hard times previously: "If you feel as if you have nothing left, remember that you still have hope." Here I was still bounded by lust and for the first time in my life I didn't even feel like I had hope left. After getting into another toxic relationship and that one also burning to the ground I had given up. Slowly but surely I got back onto the right course - the straight and narrow. I was pulled by a friend I was living with and then as life went along I felt a little more like myself, but it was painful. I had numbed myself from so much and hadn't dealt with anything that all of it came flooding back to me at once. I was still dealing with sexual addictions, but I had gained hope. I was then pushed by another friend and I found myself in the word and praying to God once again. It wasn't easy. I didn't want to do it, but He broke the chains after I learned of His strength and the authority that he had given me.

    I had hope and I began to recognize the game of the enemy. Listen up, precious ones, the enemy is a liar and his game is trickery. Don't be a product of his foolery. If it doesn't line up with God's word DON'T listen to it. Temptation only has as much power as you give it. If you feed temptation it grows, but if you starve it it dies. You have to uproot the greed and insecurity of your life because if you leave the roots the plant is always going to grow back. Kill all of it and listen to God's will. Use God's word as your shield. Spit scriptures and don't let the enemy intimidate you into silence. Do NOT give up.

Romans 5:3-4 - "Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope."

Daughters of Christ

Daughters of Christ

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

Ladies, if you wouldn't want your future daughters

Wearing low shirts, short skirts, skin tight, the works

Then don't wear them presently.

Better yet let's be dressing modestly

Because you're supposed to be.

Encouraging purity.

Daughters of Jesus,

 Being cautious

 Of what we wear,

Taking God's promise

Looking in His mirror.

 He looks at our hearts

Helps us dodge all of those flaming darts

Of insecurity,

All the dirty.

He'll quench all you thirsty.

For eternity.

You don't have to look like Barbie.

Or go to parties

Speaking malarkey to be liked.

Quit using your own psyche.

Clothe yourself with the mind of Christ, See

To it, you agree with it?

 Holy Spirit and you should be tightly knit.

Admit your sins

Fall on your knees in repentance.

You're the one choosing your own sentence.

Crucify My Flesh

Crucify My Flesh

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

MmMm, I don't play games.

I live for Christ unashamed.

He blessed me with discernment.

There's no foolin 'round with this chick.

All or nothing?

My all is the call.

So why would I trade Him in for the world,

trade a pearl in for a meal?

And what's the deal with all these people

Going around calling themselves Christians

Only 'cause they hide under a steeple?

That will just make them weaker,

Living in pride.

That's why I stick with learning to be meeker,

Suicide.

Crucify my flesh.

Going hard for Christ and no less.

Modest in my dress and representing purity.

After all wasn't that who Christ was supposed to be?

Well I'll tell you He always was, will, and will be.

But the lukewarm who call themselves Christians make it look like hypocrisy.

In fact they're not Christians at all.

They playing a game, baseball.

Their relationships are creepin from first base all the way to home plate.

When the Word says home plate is to be sanctified.

Saved for marriage,

But we've got girls calling themselves Christians.

They spillin over their cleavage

Instead of spilling out the Holy Spirit.

But that's why I'm in it

Now,

I've never been gratified from the lies of the enemy.

That's why I keep choosing to look to Christ for who I'm supposed to be.

I don't do the stuff I did before, look at pornography.

'Cause I'm no longer bonded in my sin.

I've been set free.

And my passion is to help these young ones along,

To teach them what God's word says is right and what's wrong.

I'm not in it for the glory

And if you've heard the story,

My God is greater than your idols.
They just inventory.

Made To Be Courageous!

Made To Be Courageous

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

I chose to lose selfish and do selfless

Because that's the only way I'm livin like #Jesus.

I've been strivin to be righteous though I know I fall short.

Being courageous is contagious and He's my escort.

'Cause without Him I'd be a victim of my own sin.

Yet He changed me and now I speak of what He did.

I told them without Him I'd be living dead.

They crinkled their noses and just shook their heads.

But listen up as I explain my sustainer,

He heals our pain and bleaches the stain of us sinners.

He's had my back, the only one who can cover black with red

All because He rose from the dead to make us white and pure.

He told me to fight the good fight, taught me to endure.

He said if I persevere I would produce character.

Preached against unforgiveness that had only made me bitter.

He taught me how to love right,

 To shine His light so bright.

He gave me hope when I thought all hope was lost

And all because He, blameless, paid the cost.

I tell you it should have been me on that cross.

But what a failure I would have been.

Yet He still came to a sinful earth in the form of a man

To save all humanity.

You may be thinking what I'm preaching is insanity.

But I tell you right now what would you do if you were in my shoes,

Changed and made completely new?

Well let me tell you to me it doesn't matter.

Because it's not men whom I've come to flatter.

I've come to you tell the truth,

Show you that I am living proof

Of a life that has been completely changed,

Rearranged to glorify Him.

I've come to breathe a warning

That sin leads to death, no breath.

Crowds in an uproar to crucify,

Little did they know it was for them that He would die.

It was in Him that they'd be free.

And little did they know that Pilate's decree

Would end up bringing Him glory.

So why should I stay silent when you're all mocking me and saying God is a tyrant,

When you don't even know Him?

You think your "dim" is right because that's all you've ever known.

You think staying right where you are is alright because you've never grown.

Let me tell you I've been on both ends

And there is no way I'm ever living without Him again.

So mock me if you must

That's alright because I'm living free from disgust

of my former lustful life.

Living pure and holy and solely for my savior, Christ.

New Creation

New Creation

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

They'd call me little miss goody two shoes.

Little did they know I was wearing two shoes

Pulling me in separate directions,

One, the way of correction, protection

The other a way of defection.

When did the ways of the fool ever become cool?
When did this get to me, a duet consisting of sin and me?
I ignored the debt that was paid for me.
I let them push me, peer pressured and they used me.
Those ways never pleased me, appeased me, freed me.

Those were the ways of the men that chained me up.
They always gave me an empty cup,
Never fulfilled my thirst.
I was cursed.
Yet in His grace I had been immersed.
Through Him I have found freedom
By what I have become in Him.

I am saved by grace,
The old has been replaced
Through faith.
I am a new creation.
He has lifted my burden.
He has ended this famine.
He has given me joy to spread to all nations.
Through only Him I am a new creation.

Silky Smooth

Silky Smooth

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

I used to think having a job close to full time,

a car that I paid in full, listening to those hard rhymes,

& living without my parents at eighteen

made me all that I was supposed to be.

Little miss independent wasn't who she was supposed to be.

Then I started relying on God and in Him I had found my purpose.

He was the right compass, direction,

The protection provided to keep me from hurt,

From all that dirt that made me feel like I was worthless.

The story is I was fed all these lies from all these guys

telling me I was a loser, emotional abusers.

But hey, they were cute

and their smooth words absurd as they were

didn't bring me any closer to kicking them to the curb.

I knew those words were slurred with deception,

But I had a fear of their rejection and

I yearned for their affection.

The only way I learned to keep them was by seduction.

They were my security, a part of me.

My vision for success

was clad in a silky smooth immodest dress.

It was a plan that I ran and controlled.

It only ended up being a deadly hold on me.

This was not who I wanted to be.

That may have been success from a worldly view.

Then #God said, "I'm the only one who can make you new."

Reminded me I wouldn't be content in that and

I hadn't been in matter of fact.

I lacked the only thing I need.

No good deed would suffice until I turned my life around and gave it to Jesus Christ.

In Him I was made right and found all that I was looking for.

That very day was like I was walking through a brand new, unopened door.

Proverbs 16:18

Proverbs 16:18

By: Elaina Morgan

Enemies will never quit it, get it.

They let themselves be blinded by those lies, 

Ruined by their pride.

But they have nothing good to offer.

Just let your answer grow a little bit softer.

Their only focus is on how to make you "better."

Try to cover who you are like a heavy sweater.

They know of no such thing as a true love letter.

They say they only want the best for you.

But they only want what they think's due.

Those aren't the models you want to be looking up to.

They puff it up.

Puff you up.

Take you down.

Like a city rundown.

Kind of like Motown, they represent the D.

But they're only representin the bad seeds, 

No, not me.

They're lackin good deeds.

Goal's to try to make you bitter 

Coating every ugly thing in glitter.

They stalkin every single move you're making on your Twitter.

I'll give them one thing.

They ain't quitters.

They think they able

Layin everythin on the table.

They think they tough,

Arrested in cuffs, 

They quick to lie, homicide.

Won't get caught. 

Or so they thought.

Think listening to us will make them weak.

They goin 'round week by week.

It's the same ol thing. 

They wanna drink.

They wanna shed blood.

Tell em about the one who shed His blood.

Pause.

Wasn't for a lost cause.

Wasn't ours.

Yet He gave it so willingly.

I hope I'm makin sense lyrically.

Stop the stupidity

Start goin prodigiously.

Always sayin go big or go home.

Well where's your home?

I hope you know.

Passionate

Here is a little poem I wrote today off the top of my head. Nothing fancy, not too insightful, but something that was placed on my heart coming from a dark place where I had recently been delivered from:

Passion

Elaina Grace Morgan

My passion is back.

It's back on track.

Hoping in things holy and pure.

God is my medicine.

God's my cure.

Trusting in things righteous and good.

I've tried everything I ever could.

Everytime I fall back to my knees,

"Father," I'll call,

"You take the lead."

When temptation comes crawling

I'll run away.

Speaking to God, "You are the way."

Hoping in God and God alone.

It is only in God that I have grown.

"Keep me in Your perfect peace as all my ways start to decrease,"

I say, "Again my God, you are the only way."