Living on the Other Side of the Cross - Spoken Word

Dear Religion,

I’ve made my decision

I am living on the other side of the cross

I’m not lost

I’m just living on the other side of the cross

I’m living in my finished place

Where for you, there is no space

I’m no longer standing where we first met

But I won’t forget

The journey thus far

Of discovering who we are

We are not the same at all

That’s why I no longer hear your call

I’m no longer weeping at the foot of the cross

Where I first tossed

All my cares

And became aware

Of my position there

I’m no longer traveling through the cross

Where I became no longer lost

On my journey

Because Christ’s fire kept burning

On the inside

And I realized I had already died

With Him before my entrance into Earth space

And I wasn’t even a special case

It may sound strange, but I remember

And I’ve become Truth’s defender

He became humanity

Erasing all vanity

From our hearts

So, we’d never be apart

From Him

Love sure did win

A tremendous victory

The rest is history

So, I moved on in my journey

All the while discerning

That the space between my now and then

My present and has been

Is what distanced me

From our previously

Shared perception

And caused painful rejection

Even from those I purposed to love and treasure

Without measure

For the rest of my days

Because Religion, you hate the blaze

Of unquenchable fire

That opposes your desire

To tame it

So, you blame it

On everything but the truth of the matter

We either gather or scatter

Jesus said it

And then He bled it

As He gathered all humanity into His bosom

And became the womb

Of Eternal Life

Making us His wife

So, I had no choice but to move forward

Closer and closer toward

The other side of the cross

And here I am, not lost

But actually found

And unbound

No longer tied to a religious token

Cause I’ve awoken

To the resurrection of my inner man

Something Religion, you’ll never understand

Having died and risen with Christ

I’ve headed His advice

To be continually born again

And to go wherever He sends

Cause I’m never alone

I’ve found my home

And it’s on the other side of the cross

Christ as me, and I as Him

Love always wins

So, Religion,

I’ve made my decision

 I am living on the other side of the cross

I’m not lost

I’m just living on the other side of the cross.

© 2019 Christine Lombard; All rights reserved; Use only with permission

Oh God, Thou Art My God!

Oh God, Thou Art My God!

Psalm 63:1-2

Oh God, Thou art My God!

Oh God, Thou art My God! (Repeat)

Oh God, Thou art My God!

Early will I seek Thee

Cause my eyes longeth to see Thee.

I seek Your face.

I seek Your grace.

I seek the outpouring of Your presence in this place.

My soul thirstth for Thee.

My flesh longeth for Thee.

A whole lot more of Thee

And less of me.

I’m living in a dry and thirsty land

And I know this isn’t Your perfect plan.

Oh God, Thou art My God!

Oh God, Thou art My God! (Repeat)

Oh God, Thou art My God!

I’m Your daughter

Crying out for Living Water.

Let it rain

And transform this wilderness terrain.

I long to see Thy power and glory

As I’ve seen You in the sanctuary.

I know Your presence isn’t buried,

Cause You and I are married,

And You’ve called me to carry

Your presence and glory

As a demonstration of Your redemption story.

Oh God, Thou art My God!

Oh God, Thou art My God! (Repeat)

© 2013 Christine Lombard, All rights reserved, Use only with permission

Militant Soldier - Spoken Word

Militant Soldier

Written by Christine Lombard ("C. Love")

Dedicated to My Mother, Prophetess Vera E. Paul

CHORUS

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier.

I’m takin’ authority

And givin’ God all the glory (3Xs).

I took a warrior’s pact

To stand in the gap

And counter the devil’s attack

So, he betta’ step back.

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier.

I’m takin’ authority

And givin’ God all the glory (3Xs).

VERSE

In the days of my youth

I strayed from the Truth

The devil had my mind

I was walkin’ dead and blind.

Many years passed by

I preferred to die

Than continue to lie

In the devil’s pit

I had no power to resist.

I was livin’ a lie,

But Jesus still heard my cry.

God sent a valiant soldier

Cuz I done did told ya

I was powerless to fight,

Lost in the darkness of night

I was in the devil’s grasp

My deliverance was no simple task

He held on tight

With all his might

Till little by little, step by step

The devil’s challenge was met

Finally, the chains were broken

This spoken word is just a token

Of my attitude

Of immeasurable gratitude

For the valiant soldier

Whom I done did told ya

Fought the good fight

To set my life right

Now it’s my turn

To let my heart burn

As I carry my sword and shield

On the battle field

As I fight the good fight

To set others’ lives right.

Now I’m God’s answer to others’ cries.

So, for freedom I must live and not die

CHORUS

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier.

I’m takin’ authority

And givin’ God all the glory (3Xs).

I took a warrior’s pact

To stand in the gap

And counter the devil’s attack

So, he betta’ step back.

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier, a militant soldier

Listen up cuz I done did told ya’

I’m a militant soldier.

I’m takin’ authority

And givin’ God all the glory (3Xs). 

© Christine Lombard, All rights reserved, used only with permission

So Much More - Spoken Word

So Much More

Written January 23, 2011

Salvation is so much

More than a religious crutch

So much more than such and such 

More than sayin’ a sinners prayer

More than blowin’ hot air

More than emotional tears

And hell stained fears

More than cryin’ eyes

And sorrowful lies

More than stuffy noses at the altar

And dippin’ in baptismal waters

More than playin’ church

More than bein’ first

To dig inside your pocket or purse

More than givin’ tithes

Or one’s offerin’ size

More than a shout and dance

More than pomp and circumstance.

Just sit back, relax

Let’s get to the facts

This is a direct attack

On all religious smack.

Oh!  I used to talk a good talk

But my crippled legs couldn’t walk.

I used to speak religious smack

All the while, my mind was wacked

I had no power

So I would simply cower

Behind a religious mask

Pretendin’ was my favorite task.

I searched out religion

Repeatin’ my decision

To search for salvation

At every church station

I could possibly find

While the devil controlled my mind.

Could no one help me?

Could no one see

My painfully dismal reality?

I knew all the right words

Lookin’ back it seems absurd.

Salvation standin’ so close

Yet, I remained a withered up rose

With little life, but a whole lot of thorns

But oh!  How I wanted to be reborn!

So close, yet so far away

So I just continued to pray

The best way I knew how

Even when no one else was around

To hear my lamenting sound.

I did NOT find salvation

In a church denomination

I did NOT find salvation

At ANY church station

I found HIM in the strangest place

Cuz mine was a SERIOUS case

I found Him while seeking His face

And religion was finally erased!

I found HIM in RELATIONSHIP

A long distance trip

Out of a terrible maze

That took YEARS longer than days.

I could not find my own way

Cuz my mind was so prone to stray.

So, God sent me a spiritual Mother

That could PRAY like none other!

Yes, God sent me a mentor

None other than God could have sent her

So that I could finally enter

The Door of Life

That led me out of religious strife.

It took DEEP intercession

For me to taste of Salvation’s blessin’!

Through prayer, the chains were broken.

Finally, from death I awoken

To find True Salvation

And join a Kingdom nation!

Salvation is so much

More than a religious crutch

So much more than such and such

SALVATION IS RELATIONSHIP

A long distance trip

Out of a terrible maze

That often takes YEARS longer than days.

Do you know HE

Who died on a tree?

I intercede

Oh, how I plead

For those who desperately need

To grow

To know

Salvation is so much

More than a religious crutch

So much more than such and such

SALVATION IS RELATIONSHIP

A long distance trip

Out of a terrible maze

That often takes YEARS longer than days.

Salvation is all about JESUS

Not about people pleasers

Salvation is all about JESUS,

The True Salvation Station

Not about church denomination

Cuz Jesus IS the One and Only

Restorer of the lost and lonely

SALVATION IS RELATIONSHIP

A long distance trip

Through a Wonderful DOOR

To Life Eternity and religious sorrow no more!

 

© 2011 Christine Lombard, All rights reserved, used only with permission