SHINING LIGHT

shine my light upon the earth

where blindness has to siege

holding on to the dark spaces

where ignorance and shame, do meet.

Wearing the coat of knowledge

let it flow across your arms,

Like a cloth:

The beauty of silk ..,

that honors it's presence to you.

May you choose you paths wisely

and let it be said....

that the space you occupies leaves

them residue..,

Of a once sweetest fragrance.

Let the people remember

the long journey you trotted upon,

and say that you were once in a slump!

Wearing your  ignorance.

Now you are the moment of time..,

sweeps the scent of Mercy,

in the breeze of a sweeter smell.

lifting your eyes to the light

Passing it on to, a one, to follow after

let it be said.., that His light shines in your stead.

Rosetta W. N

01/09/011

~Friends~

She is so beautiful with long dark hair laying length wise down her back

No one would have ever known that she was sick inside

Her heart hurts, bused from the pain she had hidden inside, eroded with scares

Yet no one would have ever known that she was sick inside!

One moment she was standing there beside me beautiful as beauty can be

She exhale noisily with a look of emptiness in her eyes

 Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

She walked away from me out of my sight,

Only to return, appearing as someone totally different than she was before:

I died inside!

Standing there before me, her body goes limp knock-kneed and how

Her back slumped forward like old persons warn out bones

Her eyes had the look of a lost soul,

Droopy heavy leads so hard struggling not to close

Who would have known that she was sick inside?

Lifting her arms toward me with a gesture to communicate

Her speech slurred with wordless vowels I couldn’t understand

This poor soul has lost her way home, her hair isn’t even combed

She dropped her arms like a flopped baby doll

 Frustrated from endless effortless in moans

Now who would have known the pain she hid that she was sick inside?

She released her gripped and gave into the drug

 Now moving inside hers staking claims on her body

Making hers its own

Her beauty well hidden, ugliness denies itself no longer,

Until then no one ever knew the sickness inside her

She opens her mouth to talk, with only motionless groans

In slow motion she frowns

 Frustration precedes each attempt to communicate her words

 She passes out

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

Her body falls forward when I reached out to catch her

Ho! What trust drugs falsely dissuade

It thrust her, senselessly, she displayed

Without choice she could not have make

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

I took her to her room, bearing all her dead weight,

 Thinking in my mind, girl thank, God you are my friend

 I’ll be with you to the end

I laid her on her bed and thought:

 Her innocence is now exposed, and your secrete is out

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

Stroking her long hair in wonder

How can this beauty give into defeat?

Why won’t she fight for her own life?

Ho! What a disgusting sight!

Who would have known that she was sick inside?

Looking down at her in this drug induced state,

I saw her hair spattered wildly across her pillow,

Like a sparrow of water waves motioned in stillness

There she lay

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

I pondered for a moment to think!

Peace and calmness was finally hers

Without the tension of stressors in past she tried to suppress

 But the drug had her under arrest

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

 For the first time I met my true friend

 With no secretes between us

 Looking at the way she awkwardly handles her pain made her no threat

It’s time for you to really relax, my friend; you can reassure we are kin

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

We are one just like the other

Trying to live with our pain

 Handling it all on our own

But it will drain both our strengths if we don’t fight

My friend; your secrete is now out about the pain hidden in you

Burses from scaring tarring your heart

It is now under arrest with two friends at best, if we remain tight!

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

 Sleep my friend!

Nothing can tear us apart

Rest while I watch over you, and care for you

We’ll never ever depart

Keeping God in our heart

Who would have ever known that she was sick inside?

Just then my friend awaken totally alert, when our places switch to a different fate

Just then our roles were reversed

I am now in your place and you are in mine

Who would have ever known that I was sick inside?

She repeats my words to me now

 The drug got me this time

Rest my dear friend your secrete in out

You are secure with me together we will fight

You can trust me

 I will never leave your side

 I will take care of you this time

Two friends hand and hand going through a tunnel blinded

A life of pain bursting in flames!

True friends forever!

Author: Rosetta Nesbitt:  February 26, 2008

~ TAKING JESUS' REPUTATION BACK IN THE EYES OF MAN~

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people

For so long,

the believers have had the responsiblity

of carrying God's reputation to the people!

Now that this is debunked in the religous world,

Things are falling apart on every hand,

know this: That a house divided against itself cannot stand.

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

Jesus is a loving God,

Jesus is Merciful God,

Jesus is all giving God!

Jesus is a provider

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

Jesus will come to you, in a time of trouble

Jesus will prepare a place for you next to Him on His Throne

Jesus will make a way out of no ways,

Jesus is the light of the world

Jesus is the beginning and the End,

Jesus love us even the little

bitty babies are in His hands.

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

When you are hurt,

It is Jesus that give you calm

in the mist of the storm,

Peace in the mist of trouble,

Jesus is the one that provides for us,

When you think that no one is there,

And you get a warm safe feeling

It is literally, Jesus, holding you close,

Every night you close your eyes to sleep,

it is Jesus who watches over you,

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

He protects you!

He provide knowledge and wisdom,

Jesus provide food and shelter

No man owns anything really in this world

God is the light of the World.

Stay strong in the Lord,

for one day it shall all be over

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

You will not have to cry no more,

Not more pain,

No more sickness,

No more rejection,

No more loneliness,

No more hunger,

No more saddness,

Or depression,

No more wanting,

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

Hugs for every one,

love for every one,

Enternal life for every one,

Never let your living be in vain,

Because anything that is seasonal

can be tolarated short term,

And anything long term like heaven if "sort"

can be an experience of a life time to be amazed.

Jesus is not what you see,

But what you know!

We who Love Jesus must take back,

and reclaim his reputation before His people.

by Rosetta Wilson Nesbitt on Thursday, February 17, 2011 at 4:08pm

You Verses Them

We can not nor should we ever try to push our philosophy on to others as law!

I am not God, neither is any other human soul maintained in fresh-housing. We are simply to love one another. If loving others become difficult,  Because of other individual prceptions and views, something everyone has a right to without conflict, is being challenged leave it on the floor. The job of the powers that be on the side of evil, are sent to tear apart, divide, and destroy, and to kill.  Love is the hope of a more peaceful life journey! Love is truth that needs no substance to exist, for it was preordered way before time could blink an eye.

This same love spoke to the water and said to it, let the foundations of dry land be, and it was. Love spoke to the trees, and the beast, seas, and air to go and multiply and it was so. This same love took of the soil in his hands rubbed it together and as it fell to the grounds, love spoke life into it, and created the first fruit of His own womb "MAN." Love then observed his work so far, and He liked what He had created.  Love then spoke He again and made He "WOMAN." Now the order to which he made His creation, did not dictate its value unto Himself, because on the seventh day, He set back and saw all of His creations, saying to Himself "THIS IS GOOD."  Love never once singled out any one thing, for all was good.  After Love said all things created by Him were good, what that means to you and me, is that we are important and somebody special, even as individuals!

Make plans to treat yourself like you, like you and never dictated your value on other peoples remarks, points of views, comments, opinions, interpretations, not even their criticizing of you.  For bullying comes in many flavors and forms, so be not deceived. They themselves have the same weakness as you have. They can be put to sleep unto death, the same way you can!  And they have the same vulnerabilities as you have to live. They, also have to live within the state of flesh-guarding of self, from being openly accessible to fleshy destructions as do we all! So therefore, when anyone tries to speak causing conflict, and tries to move into your life, battling into your own mindset, and insight, while thinking they have an entitlement to speak your views, or torment you, you are entitled to freely away.

You are you and your life belongs to you, therefore, you only can live for you, and you only can die for you, no one can do those two things in life for you, unless you give them liberties to enter. When we allow people to enter into our most personal, of self, it’s usually because we need something from them.  At the some point ,we are even willing to sale out everything of ourselves to them to get what we need, but this is a form of self-enslaving, giving yourself to someone else for to meet your needs is self-blaspheming. God said I will supply all of your needs according to His riches in Glory. If you take everything away, and out of your life that you need to survive, such as food, clothing, water, salt, sugar, etc, so you have nothing, but not even the things people can give you, or do for you, is worth selling out for.

If we give into a personal bankruptcy, from an emotional perspective, and all expectation form others, then we have the first chance of gaining everything we never had before, without those taking liberties to control us freely at their whims, and abusing our dependence upon them. Never sale yourself out to gain from others, but loving your neighbors as yourself, and God will open doors to avenues, by suppling our needs from unknown resource, and charities we’ll never see in our life time.  Despite all the bad going on in this world with people, there are still many good people, with hearts of self-sacrificing, that is willing to help others without condition.  Keep the hope alive. God said, I will never leave you nor will I forsake you!  

Queen of Love Child of God

A.K.A. Rosetta Nesbitt

March, 18, 2011

National peotry Month!

Father, Father hear your children's voices call

One tooth, a shoe and a brown bag, or two

lunches for the bunches,

spread I in homeless places

Blanket to keep everyone warm

Many eyes Gazed to the stars

where we felt the presence of Father God

Then came to me, a tap came across the shoulder

just when a voice said to me, let it be said

you will save those, seeking salvation

those wounded, and bused

shattered and thrown away,

lost and rejected, homeless lost souls.

Make way for the cross country Angels

waring by your side, making the world a better place

where souls are screaming, hearts are wheling

minds are woundering, of how to

free the wieght upon their shoulder

God shall blow His healing breath on all

A childs voice, Father, Father they call

Father, Father hear  us all

let our souls rest in the joy

of a story never told.

Rosetta nesbitt

march 7th, 20011

My Letter to Trouble

Dear Trouble,

Thank you for choosing me.  For in choosing me you have given me the gift of strength, faith, and fear that keeps me aware of your presence, whenever, you are near. I awaken one morning, looked into my mirror, and saw my body broken pieces all standing in position, ready to avenge itself. There was never a focus on the days to come, but all of my yesterdays stood on my side loyally waiting to go to war on my behalf. One part of me was loose and free, for all who wanted a piece of me, any part they wanted, they took, leaving me damaged and hurt. There were pieces of my emotions, emotionally exhausted, and self-loathing of the wrongs inflicted onto me. I stood there looking at my own body's emotional pieces. I was unable to stop seeing, all the harm and damage I had been subject to. I begin to cry, when a voice inside me said let it all out; free the pain from its prison inside you. Well, hearing this made me angry, scared, tired, thinking that I would have to spend another day, working to continue existing in a world that never wanted, nor loved me. So I thought!  Years had gone by and the same pattern folded me day after day, year after year! One day trouble came a little too close, and it made me want to craw under a rock and just die from the pain it had inflicted on me. As I continued these types of encounters many years had gone by.  I realized one morning when I met myself in the mirror, like years before. This one particular morning, I said to myself…. Self, you have been through this path many times, how come you have not mastered the art of submission? Continuing to speak to myself, trouble interrupted, talking back at me, saying, you are now a graduate of many deep and heavy pains, the mother of self sabotage, yet you have not yet master the purpose to which troubles visits you. Self said, self all I can tell you, is that as long as you continue seeing trouble through the eyes of your human-self, you will have a negative encounter with trouble until death has meets you at the door.

Looking back at my reflection in the mirror, I said, this shall be the day that I take trouble into my arm and mother it, to draw it closely unto my bossom.  For the years that trouble has visited me, we have become closely bonded, knitted into a weave of oneness. So the next morning I begin to twit and turn in my bed, struggling with my promise to incorporated trouble to my heart!  This became very traumatic for me to mentally  comprehend. I pondered over this idea, the idea that I had to take trouble into my heart and make it part of me. The very evil trouble had done to abused me, was the caused of my self-destruction, pretty much all my life.  Now trouble will become my baby? Okay, so I get out of bed the next morning, moving slowly toward the bathroom mirror, where I dreaded every step that seem the longest steps in time.  I felt like each of my steps were standing still with each foot moved forward in the air. It's seemingly, my foot  was dangling in the air forever! I looked straight into that mirror, seeing all the old residues of my past, where trouble had inflicted great pain on me. I thought it-would be a rough challenge for me, as I preceded toward my goals to embrace my troubles. I paused for one second... and place the symbol of the cross, across my head and chest.  I asked God to meet me half way at troubles door. I ask God to help me get through this whole ordeal.  All I  would  have to do is serve him all the rest of my life. Well, seeing me in the mirror, trouble began to speak in a voice of intimidation to me.  I was looking horrorified in amazement! My mouth wide open, dangling, there, speechless without saying much at all. All of my body's functions seized to maintain control.  I begin to memorize all past visits  when trouble came, all in that one moment in time, it stood quietly still in my mind.  I remembered when trouble haunted, taunted, mutilated, and grieved me. Trouble even sicked all its dogs on me. I took a breath of air, and breathe out all the bad air, in came all the good air. I took one big sye! I closed my eyes, and opened them again, seeing that trouble was still there waiting  for the challenge I promised: that I thought I could produce. Just then fear gripped me forcing me to turn and go back to my bed.  I got under the covers, sucking my thumb, rocking back and forth, trying  to pacify myself in the state that I was in.  Trouble has picked me to taunt!  Makes me want to ask it why me? There was nothing left to do, but die, because the pain of trouble taunting me was, too, great to live with. Eventually, I had fallen asleep never haven't taken trouble into my bosom as planed!

I awakened the next day, as if I was newly born, fully energized from someone, or something, never knowing from whence all the energy came. I said to myself...  This is it!  I either have to follow through, or check out early in this life, never to be confronted by trouble again. Before I took the first step into the bathroom, where I met  with myself in the mirror  many times before, year after years with feelings of safety with all the old patterns I've  lived out throughout all my  other days before, but this time would be different.  I  first kneeled down in prayer at the bathroom door.  I prayed! Tears fail! Instantly I became filled with gratifying emotions. Feeling of gratitude, love, and forgiveness, with Compassion that my zeal fed to me for breakfast that morning. All my enemies were apart of trouble, setting the ground of each negative ordeals, because trouble really had it in for me. I said allowed...  God? You and I are cool… right?  You 'Are' my God... right? You will never leave me to myself…. right?  God said to me… Yes!  As long as you are one with me, I will just be you!  I got up off my knees!  A strength of determination forced me to face my troubles head on. I walk with my head held high  into my bathroom with pride! Trouble had nothing on me this day! I burst through the door with boldness, and said, without giving trouble any room for conversation.  Yelling out to trouble…I said....to trouble with confidence.... IT'S ALL OVER NOW!  Trouble looked at me, as if not to be moved by my intimidation. I said trouble!  No more hurts, but if you do hurt me again, I will just take it! No more self-sabotage either.  I will no longer participate in my own self-destructions with you! We shall learn from one another this day onward.  There will be no more intimidation, no more abuse, no more gossip, no more invading in on my personal space!  It’s over between you, and me! Although we shall be together in this life from this moment on, but it shall never be the same way it was again!  Trouble, it’s all over now! Trouble said well… if it's over, why are we still talking? I said, because I have to let you know where I stand from now on, and you will never be able to say I never told you so.

You have done nothing but make me a stronger person!  A loving person!  A compassionate person! I am closer to God and Him me! God is everything to me!  I owe all my thanks to you, trouble, for choosing me! Yes I am thanking you, because after all that I have learned, you have fought me integrity, tenacity, endurance and you have build stamina in me.  Oh guess what else, trouble? You have pushed me so far that God and I are on a first name basis, too!. Wow! He said... He made me somebody special! He takes good care of all my needs! There is nothing I have wanted since you've been around! Guess what else trouble? I've even learned how to love my enemies… after all the pain you've inflicted upon me.  I even forgive others much faster with ease now, too, and I love much easier now too.  I owe all this to you trouble, because of you, trouble I am a child of God. Thank you for choosing me to pick on, to talk about, to beat up on, to lie on, to reject, to leave lonely, depressed, sad, and traumatized, because now I am even learning to love myself, and treat myself with respect having more dignity for me.  Trouble, you are the reason all my plans have succeeded! You are the cause for all my friends seeing my vulnerabilities and worthy of relationship to make me a desired asset for friendships with great opportunity for brother, sister bonding. Anyway, I got all my good assets from my troubles. My sweet little troubles that thought I would be the one to pick on!  Without you, trouble, where I would be? You have taught me to stand in the mist of adversity, in defeat, in frustration and not be defeated from any of it.  I am a walking ball of strength, all because of the sweet old troubles I've had to endure.  Now that I have stood up against everything you have thrown at me, you can not harm me any longer.  Wow! Without my troubles there would be no growth, no character building, no enduring strength of integrity, so thank you trouble, for all my troubles!  Because of you, trouble, I am a force to be reckoned with, because trouble choose me to bare down on.  Today I stand tall and strong with troubles on my arms,  walking side by side, glowing with pride that i have now embraced trouble as my professor, my mentor, my driving force toward change, and self-reconstruction.  I am a brand new me, and touble have now be won into reason for my learning. Get this last point trouble.... Now that you and I know where we stand, instead of me telling God about you trouble, I will from this moment on start informing you about my God!

Written By: Rosetta Nesbitt

Friday, June 24, 2011 4:53 PM

TRUTH AND LOVE

The beauty of love, is when you can still stand in the mist of adversity, while still standing. Loving ones-self is our newest job! If the universe is willing to be patient with us a little longer, we shall soon get it right! Once we know what it is to love others, we shall truly know what it is to love ourselves.

It's not about the flesh to which we speak of self-love, it goes much deeper then that! If our inner spirit, should the concious inside us alll grow to understand that we shall all know truth. The toubles arounds us only comes to build in us charactor, and make us strong. We must endure hard times and grow with each adversity we are confronted with. The problem with most of us, is that we have been taught that it is not good that we shall feel pain. Without pain, there can't be no joy, without hate, there can be no love, with out shedding some tears sometimes, there can be no laughter! We must understand that God is inside us, as us! We must embrace our inner strenght showing care and compassion toward ourselves first. For in doing this we shall fulfill all interfering desires keeping us from loving others unconditionally. In order to present love to others unconditionally we must remove the condition already taken a position inside us!

I am filled to the rem in my heart with an overflowing love for man kind, that it makes me feel like I don't belong to this planet. I know that the universe agrees with me, because it speaks to me in the sound of my own voice. The universe informs me of what is to come, and what shall be a part us as truth is revealed. Love! Love! Love! Love! Love with all things in consideration, practice self-love first!

It will be the hardest job we have ever been confronted, learning to love ourselves genuinely! The beast is outside us, not in us! There is no room for the evil have a voice in us.  evil seeks to house it's homeless-self inside any available vessel, but Love has to take it's rightful place in us first to win the war against all evils around us in the world! We must not be willing participants of the tricks that evil will try to put on us! When we suffer, it's because evil has rejected us! If evil rejects us, then love has a good opportunity to become our permenant master. Take watch that you not be rocked to sleep by evil, for many have consented to this way!

Live a loving life of graditude, and visiual conciousness, being aware of your surroundings! Never let your love wax cold toward your familar human tribes, nor your enemies, yet embrace your enemy close, and keep you familar tribes, at a close distance.  Let trouble know you, and you not being preconcieved by trouble. Feel your sisters, your brothers pain, and hear their cries. Walk by their side, and be ar comforter to many.  Evil is real, and it torements without prejesty.  We are not heavy, we are our sister, and our brothers keepers. Lend them your sholder to cry on, to feel, to walk with, and build up. Help each other breathe while having truth with us that we should live and not die. Love shall lift us all higher then the history of lies have taught to us to believe!

Queenoflove