In The Morn Time

Rev. Lainie Dowell

Good Morning and Great Day! (3:14 a.m. EST)

Up with the early dawn and basking in the presence of the Lord.
Thanking and Praising Him for allowing it to be thus in my life.
Praying that it will be in your lives as well.
Walking and talking with God in the fullness of joy.

Crying yet rejoicing.
Full of SHOUT(s) and
LEAP(ing) with High Praise(s)
Can you hear it??

Something!

What a meeting in the Spirit realm.
While the whole world sleeps,
God never does.

Smiling (so loudly) that His lines
Reach down and spread out and
Take hold of wandering souls who are
Gazing wistfully to know His love

Longingly pressing closer to
Hear His voice
His Word
His Heart to
Their Heart
In the early morn
Brand new dawn
Rising of the sun
New day
New beginning
New me and you
New us
Breaking through all of the
Nighttime darkness
[even with electric lights
candles and matches]

God knows how I love the light!

"Before anything else existed, there was Christ, with God. He has always been alive and is Himself God. He created everything there is -- nothing exists that He didn't make. Eternal life is in Him, and this life gives light to all mankind * His life is the light that shines through the darkness -- and the darkness can never extinguish it."

Resource: John 1:1-5 The Living Bible Paraphrased

* And womankind, too, because we are not an afterthought in the mind of God. /revldowell

Our Father and God of all who believe on the Son Jesus -- Be with us we pray. Keep us on the path to Your eternal life in the heavens. Bid us to come unto You so much more with the passing of each day. Guide our steps as You desire such that our own flesh steps aside, runs away, and hides so that our spirits might be full in Your presence to await Your orders. Then our spirits will dictate Your Word to our flesh and it will yield, bend, break, melt, give way to Your Way for us and for all those we are privileged to serve in the Mighty name Jesus!

Lifting power in Jesus' Name!
Strength and health in Jesus' Name!
Joy and Peace in Jesus' Name!
Peace, Blessed Peace.

In Jesus' Name!
We call it DONE!
In Jesus' MIghty Name.
And so it is! -Amen
And so it is!

WHEN JESUS COMES IN -- PAIN GOES OUT!

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Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
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Praise To JAH

Rev. Lainie Dowell



Lift up all praise to Jah
In your lowest of the low.
For when in the storms of life
It is only to Him you can go.

Morning light comes just
After the midnight flight.

Joy enters in on the
Wings of God's Dove and descends
To bring you all of His Great Love.
Let Him in to take the weight.
He took the blows --

Why?
Because He above all knows.


O Hallelujah to our Savior and Lord!
All praises come when we are on one accord.
Lift up your voices and sing along.
Join in with this anointed throng.
A total surrendering and emptying out.
Replenishing is what Salvation is about.


Jesus Saves!
Jesus Cares!
Jesus Loves like none else can do.
Let Him come in
And salvage you!

Mercy cried and
Our blessed Savior bled and died.
He did that all just for you!
But He Rose Again.

He got up!
Yes, He did that for you, too!
Come taste of God's great Grace --
His free and fervent Gift.
Come draw near to us
And help His praises lift!


WHEN JESUS COMES IN -- PAIN GOES OUT!
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Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
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Tear Drops And T(EAR) Spots

Rev. Lainie Dowell
 
 
Time to get serious about God's business.
Who can endure except that God be with them?  
 
 

Trouble is all around on every hand.
God's women are crying out all over this land.
Children are hanging onto the skirttails of women.
Women have become the beast of burden.
Loaded down with the tossed asides and leftovers and
wretched and torn and tattered lives of loved ones
(at least on her part)
who yet toss her aside.

Teardrops and T(ear)spots.

Serious business is at hand.
Women looking sharp and glamorous -- outside.
Bloodied and battered and bruised -- inside.
Deceiving no one -- just a lie.
Needing attention from everyone.

But does it come?
Not from this realm.
Does it go forth?
Who can tell? 

Getting tired of women being damned to hell.
Getting tired of women being tossed aside.
Getting tired of women being driven to mental institutions.
Getting tired of women carrying "monkeys" on their backs.
Child monkeys.
Lover monkeys.
Church monkeys.
Pill monkeys.
Drink monkeys.
Drudged up accusations and
Misplaced accolations.
Monkeys all.
And
"Monkey see --
Monkey do
Has become the rallying
Cry in God's House.


Damned tired.
(If offended, just continue
to keep your eyes shut
and your ears closed
and your mouth sealed!)


Who heard their cries?
Who saw their pain?
Who soothed their fears?
Who rose from the grave?
Who came to save and deliver?
Who?
Who?
Who?


The SAME ONE
Who speaks from on high.
The SAME ONE
Who hears your cry.
The SAME ONE
Who loves and cares from afar
Yet stood to speak where you are.
The SAME ONE
Who controls time, tide, and all.
The SAME ONE
Who answers when you call.
The SAME ONE
Who bled and died
Still answers every time
He hears your cry.


GOD IS AWAKE-- AND HE CARES FOR YOU!
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Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
All rights reserved worldwide.
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Salt And The Salt Shaker

By Rev. Lainie Dowell



Just a pinch of salt will make everything better.
But Lord where is the salt?
It is in the Shaker.
But Lord where is the Shaker?
It is on the Table.
But Lord where is the Table?
It is by the Door.
But Lord where is the Door?

I AM.

What Lord?
The Door.

Where Lord?
Here.

Reach out your hand and take it.
How Lord?
Boldly.

Why Lord?
Silence.

When Lord?
Silence.

Who Lord?
Silence.

My Lord?

Breathing.

O Lord?

Breathing.

Now my child why trouble yourself
When you know I AM ~

The Salt that preserves your soul.
The Table that holds your bowl.
The Door that opens to take you in.
The Shaker that . . . .

Yes Lord??

Watch me child as I Shake and Pour.
Come take this bowl and stand by the Door.
But Lord what am I waiting for?
And Lord how much longer must I endure?

For as long as the day is long.
Stand by me ~ you are weak I am strong.
For as surely as there is breath in your soul
I AM Shaking down Salt to make you whole.
Peer now child into your bowl.
Look deep within your soul.

O Lord it is filling up with Salt!
It is brimming over as you taught.

The salt needs its Shaker.
I AM the Preserver of the Preserver.
A pinch is all you need.
Place it on that wound Beloved
And watch it start the blood.

"OH The Blood of Jesus" (-Hymn)



GOD IS AWAKE-- AND HE CARES FOR YOU!

WordSpeak Copyright (c) 1999-2011.
Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
All rights reserved worldwide.
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WordSpeak Thy Voice of Freedom

By Rev. Lainie Dowell


Lord -- I am so RESTLESS now.
O how I want to preach your word of liberation. But why must that liberating word come from out of oppressiveness? And why must it be overbearing and overwrought with overall bigotry in the land? Why can't "nice" words like "please", "thank you", "would you mind?" suffice for our cause? Why must it be that words like "demand," "no more," "enough," speak our desires?

God quieted those -- even those -- silent tears, never to fall no more. God answered those fervent prayers from high up in Glory. That same head that's found 'round about God's Throne? Not in vain! Not in vain! No-- not in vain

"If I can help somebody as I pass along, then my living will not be in vain." (song)

God have mercy on my soul!

The voice of freedom calls my name. It compels me onward through the black sea of maledom and femaledom that have united for the cause of self-sameness to carry on the tradition and doctrine of men instead of the gospel of a true and living God. The voice of freedom compels me to rise up against the doctrines of men to preach and teach the gospel of Christ.

"If it wasn't for the Lord, (somebody), tell me where would (we) be?"

Probably still being transported as cargo and chattel in ships specially built to maximize space and minimize comfort.

The voice of a woman is supposed to be sweet and "respectful" and polite and "feminine" and submissive even in the midst of raps upside the head and body blows hit hard against our breasts and knees in our groin --

The same groin that birthed man and boy that he should turn on us?

A black woman laid near death just so he could live.

The same hard blows to the breast that suckled a frail son who grew to be a powerful man.

The raps upside the same head that held the eyes that shed relentless tears late in the midnight hour.

The same head that held the ears that heard man-size cries coming from out of little boy mouths.

The same head that held the mother's mouth that opened wide to lift up her prayers unto the God who neither slumbers nor sleeps. And, through it all,

That same head held high still as it lay a'restin' in the grave.

Because in the end God rested that same head upon His own breast.

God soothed the furrowed brow never to frown no more.

God calmed that bleeding heart never to bleed no more.

Thank God it is all under the Precious BLOOD of Jesus.

GOD IS AWAKE-- AND HE CARES FOR YOU!

WordSpeak Copyright (c) 1999-2011.

Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell

The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.

All rights reserved worldwide.

Not to be reprinted without permission.

God's Own Love Song

Given to Rev. Lainie Dowell

 By the Hand of God on her birthday in 1997

 

 

The melody of God's own love song
From The Heart of God to You!

More than ever, the
Melody of God's Own Love Song!

My beloved child of my own heart.
Happy Birthday!

The song is here.

There will never be another Song
For me then the Song of God's own love.

Call upon His name!
Give Him all the praise.

God loves you and He is God.
Man could not love you
In the way that God does.

 

Why?
Because God's love is pure.
Man's love is from dust.
It is so easily dissipated
By a tiny burst of wind.

 

God's love is as pure as the
New fallen snow on a clear day.
We should never ever want any
Mixture of man to spoil the
Beauty of the moment when
We could have all of God's
Love all of the time.  

For all of mankind who believe On Jesus.

 

GOD IS AWAKE-- AND HE CARES FOR YOU!

  
WordSpeak Copyright (c) 1999-2011.

Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell

The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.

All rights reserved worldwide.

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One Perfect Rose of Sharon

By Rev. Lainie Dowell 

There's just one perfect Rose
In God's Garden of Life
But He did not hide Him away.
He gently picked Him up
In the palm of His mighty hand
And sent Him on His way.

God gave His Only Begotten Son to come to everyone
And it's in His holy name we pray.
God gave His Only Son to come to everyone
Yes He came to set the captives free.
So it's in His holy name we ever more proclaim
That in Him we have the victory.

Will you turn Him aside?
Will you run away and Hide?
Will you invite Him to come inside
And lose your foolish pride?
Invite Him to come into your heart to stay.

There's just one perfect Rose
In God's Garden of Life.
There were no thorns on Him at all.
He came as only He could do
To redeem mankind from the fall.
By the power of God's great hand
He gave His salvation to man.
God gave us His one perfect Rose.

There were no thorns on Him
Save the thorns pressed upon His brow.
They pierced Him in His side
His Hands and feet were tied.

They nailed Him to the tree
At a place called Calvary.
He did not say a word.
Not one mumbling word was heard.
He just bowed His head.
And there He bled and died.

But oh T'was from Calvary I heard Him whom I adore
Lift His voice to heaven's gates and proclaim forever more.

Tho' I were dead,
Yet do I now live.
T'was God's to give.
T'was God's to give.
'Tis yours to now take.
T'was done for you.
T'was done for you.
T'was done for everybody's sake.

Freely given. Freely receive.
T'was done for everyone
Who would believe.

Won't you open up the door?
God gave His one perfect Rose
Who lives forevermore!Will you turn Him aside?
Will you run away and hide?
Will you let Him come in --
And turn you from your sin?
Invite Him in your heart today.
Invite Him in your heart to stay.

God gave His one perfect Rose.

WordSpeak Copyright (c) 1999-2011.

Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell

The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.

All rights reserved worldwide.

Not to be reprinted without permission.

 

Pure Gold, White Snow, Red Blood of Jesus

 

Shepherd of God, Lamb of God
Jesus, pure and Holy
There upon that Hill of Glory
Wrapped up in God wholly.
Take upon Your own breast
The sins of all my wretchedness.
Wash the stains of my guilt away.
Uphold me that I will not stray.
Blessed Savior, I am Yours today.
Keep me, Lord,
Lo all along the way.

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GOD IS AWAKE-- AND HE CARES FOR YOU! 

WordSpeak Copyright (c) 1999-2011.

Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell

The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.

All rights reserved worldwide.

Not to be reprinted without permission.