Heartbroken

Beep, beep, beep
The sound of a living heart beeping
Pressed against your chest
Heart warming soul keeping
You were left to rest
White dressed in the waiting room
Can't recall the tv channel
Smell of plastic gloves looming.

Beep, beep, beep
I left a message
Line flat
..............

-Jorie-Anne 

Story of a writer.

So good that it captures you.

Imagination of a painter.

Sparks your eye as the viewer.

- Jorieanne

Crown.

Putting my cards down.

Where's my King?

A Queen can't rule without her King.

                                                                                                                  - Jorieanne

You know how…

the middle of the story always gets you.

The End.

Lighttts.

Flashing lights, RING RING.

Just wake me up from this dream.

Beaming down, RING RING.

could this be a dream? It was to extreme.

- Jorieanne

In Counting…

Morning gaze as the sun rises first,
outside Ice cream trucks sounded.
it could of just simply been worst,
summer was all rounded.

Absence of help from the aid,
no ring silenced phone.
Smell of Campbell Soup fully made,
why would it all be postpone?

Full focus on God is what we need. When we give God our full focus, He will pour down His blessings. His blessings is what we want. In order to get where we want is to let God in. Get rid of your own will, and let God place His own will. 

Hello August.

I'll give my best.
but not through my flesh.
I'll let God's Will prevail through my life.
This mouth is His month to continue what he started after paying the price.

What God did on the Cross 

2000 years ago

Is what effected us

It saved me

I owe it all to 

Him 

-Jorieanne

A Shut Mouth Can't Save.

A shut mouth can't save, I have kept silent for to long.

I'm still sending out the Word but I still feel like I'm doing something wrong.

I feel like I have been silent, I can't be selfish with the word of God.

It's something that must be spread to get closer to God.

My mouth is for preaching His word not keeping it closed.

When I preach His word, the doors won't be closed.

You see all these souls, I wouldn't want them to perish.

You see this Word, I want them to be handed.

You know how big my God is, I just want to share Him.

-Jorie-Anne

My Doctor.

He heals me.

He patched up my broken heart.

He helps me be healthy with the word of God.

He gives me a vaccination with the Anointing, daily.

He responds to my emergencies, by answering my prayer.

He gives me knowledge that I can not get anywhere else.

He is the reason why I am living a happy life.

He fought and won every battle so that I could see today, He cured me.

My Doctor is….

Jesus.

‘Jorie-Anne’