Kill Joy

Joy killers, sucker’s and crushers.
They are the worst, without question.

They steal your joy without a thought.
Don’t get caught in this trap.
You’ll find a life without joy,
is a life that lacks.

Once you’ve had Joy, you can’t go back.
No killing, sucking or crushing my joy,
That was before.

Now leave me alone, I’ve closed that door.
Bang on it, but it’s sealed closed.

Go ahead wolves,
blow and blow.
This door may sway,
but it won’t give way.
No entry! Not today.

Go find your Joy another way.

Hip Hip, Hooray ❣️

Never ready for the day.
Come along, let’s go play.

Armour on, God brushes me off.
Come on, get up, we’ve got a lot.

A lot of souls that need saving.
Planting, building and repairing.

With God leading the way.
I can face the day.

God has brushed all the scrapes away.
The scrapes of yesterday, try to hang on.

But God You’ve gone and brushed them off.
Hang on to me, don’t let me drop.

Now free as a bird, I get to play.
Within the lanes that God has made.

Go face the day, with God leading the way.
Now I can say,
“Hip, hip, Hooray!

God Showers down His Mercy

Feels like
I’m running from life.
Tired of being caught up, In strife.

Sometimes Life Cuts like a knife.
Cutting deep, inside.
Inside of my mind.

Sometimes dull and Sometimes sharp.
But always leaving, Quite a mark.
Scars all over. Starting over.
Life ran me over, like a bulldozer.

Landed on my chest.
Need to get some rest.
When it’s all over.
I’ll go to my Lover.

The Lover,
of my soul.
If it weren’t for God,
I would not be whole.

Restoration in process. God,

please Don’t stop it.
Till the day I take my last breath.

Till the time my Lord says,
“It’s time to rest”.

I’ll serve God daily. Always praying.

Surrendering my life, will and power.
Trading them
for God’s glorious Showers.

Showers of Grace
Showers of Kindness
Showers of God’s
Unending Mercy


Sub-conscious state

While living in a sub-conscious state. 

You will make, many mistakes. 

Trying not to be a fake. 

Waiting patiently, to meet my fate. 

Sub-conscious state, half asleep/half awake. 

Some days, more asleep than awake. 

But then again, some days, more awake than asleep.

Sub-conscious state, I’m in my head. 

In there, God’s the Ruler, Satan’s dead. 

So when I live in that, Sub-conscious state,

Life’s more peaceful, Yep, it’s great.

When I have to live consciously, 

be awake to everything.

That’s when things go topsy-turvy. 

My whole world,  in knots and turmoil. 

Don’t understand the world, when in a conscious state. 

Yet when in my, sub-conscious state, 

I love this world, and fit in right. 

So yes, I may be introverted, living life sub-consciously. 

Sometimes aware, sometimes worldly default. 

But mostly the Holy Spirit ruling over my spirit. 

Helping me to surrender my power and will to the Holy One. 

I owe God everything, hence the ruling of my sub-conscious state. 

He rules my heart, body, mind. 

Not to say sometimes, that worldly thinking doesn’t get me. 

Yes it takes over from time to time. 

But only for a moment, for God’s in control of this mind. 

Stray a little, maybe I will, but surrender to God fully, 

That’s God’s Will. The Lord is my Ruler.

Fighting from the Victory, for God has won the war. 

Judgment is gone, now Grace abounds. 

Following my Father, my Brother and Savior.

With the comfort of God’s Holy Spirit, 

I will continue to Live. 

Mostly sub-consciously. 

Yes, mistakes I will make.

But God is always there to help make things Great.

Always on, I never stop.
When will
the thoughts, stop!?
Coming at a vicious pace,
Kind of want,
out of the race.
Tired of life,
But God reminds me,
It’s not all strife.
Because God is guiding.
Don’t know what to do,
Half the time.
The other half,
Just want to rhyme.
Be in,
my own,
little world.
One Where,
God is the Ruler.
Satan tries so hard,
to gain ground.
Yet never going to,
God’s all around.
Because life abounds.
When God’s in control,
Satan underground, under God’s feet,
Smashing his head.
Satan met defeat,
God, gave me Life,
Not sorrow.
But my beautiful Life
Has been bought, not borrowed.
God abounds, the Holy Spirit surrounds.
Pick me up, off the ground
Gaining ground, feeling sound.
In all that I do
Yes, With every breath,
May I Love You
serve You,
To make all things great.

Be Good

See if you can catch the vibe I’m trying to put out…..

If you see the good in a person, it brings the good to the surface.

If you bring the good to the surface, it means you’re helping that person be the best version of themselves. 


Luke 6:31 Do to others as you would have them do to you.

Don’t you want to be the best version of you that you can be?

Don’t you want to bring out the good in others?

Matthew 5:48 Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

Be the best version of you, and help bring out the best in others.


Free to be me.

Feeling free to be myself.
No longer,
a scared little mouse.

Opening doors,
No one can close.

Boy do I,
feel exposed.

Hundreds of times,
I’ve seen that smile.

So bright, you can see it,
For miles and miles.

Surrendering more and more,
to The Lord.

Bright shining face,
So grateful for Grace.

If it weren’t for God’s Grace,
I’d be gone from this place.

Separating spirit from flesh,
God has cleaned up the mess.

Where the Spirit is strong,
The flesh is weak.

Not a meek little mouse,
But a roaring lion.

God is helping me,
Slay my giants.

A diamond in the rough,
Yep, God saw it.
A beautiful me, wild and free.


Oh the pretenders,
Not knowing who they are.
Always looking for, who sets the bar.

Don’t have to look far, you know who you are.
A fake, a phoney, it’s such a facade.

All about the show, and who you know.
Can’t go too far, with others setting the bar.

Oozing false confidence. But where is the balance?
No balance here, just teetering and tottering.

Can’t you see, this life is broke?!
Life like this, is such a joke.

Now pick up the pace, get in the race.
Don’t look at others, run the race at your pace.

Gifts and dreams to call your own.
God’s shaping, guiding and He’s molding.

Don’t look at others to imitate.
Your unique, so embrace your fate.

Jesus Christ, lived His life,
made us kin, yep, welcomed us in.

Into God’s Storehouse and He wants you to use,
all of the gifts that He’s given to you.

Not somebody else, already got that worked out.

Not all are alike, God makes us all different,
Unique and dynamic yet with no division.

United as one, we’re on a mission,
God leading the way, till that mission is finished.

…Jenn the Fair…

Love myself!?❣️