The Bridge



Come let me tell you a story…about the most dangerous assignment

The King said as we walked and talked and He explained the nefarious climate

“My plan is to send you out incognito and your identity will be hazy

The enemy knows your coming and has a plan to label you as crazy

Hateful, bigoted and preachy…this assignment is nothing short of treacherous

The leaders of this place are ruthless, evil, narcissistic and lecherous

But I have prized sheep there, scattered and lost in the delusion

That they aren’t crossing a bridge made of heartbeats and that I AM an illusion

I don’t want them to fall, into the pit that burns with fire

So I need soldiers who will fight for Me and who are willing to face the mire

Your memory will be wiped and you will have the chance to be tested

And sadly I tell you the truth some of you will be bested

As I send you down there I will put you in a suit made for this tour

Some of you will be consumed with it and lost in its allure

But some of you will seek Me, you will sin but cry out loud and fervent

for My forgiveness and You will one day hear “well done good and faithful servant”

Remember that they are walking across a raging, spewing pit of eternal anger

Many of them will be blind and deaf to the fact they are in danger

Many of you will not return..This I have already addressed

Each soul will carry this suit…to see who’s been found worthy when put to the test

My Word declares that I have afore knew you, I formed you in the womb

My reasons are my reasons….some of you will return to glory and some to doom

You each have your assignment and I have prepared for you a place

You too must cross the bridge of heartbeats, and learn to seek My face

The earth is nothing more than an obstacle course and satan is the opposition

Each of you will hear his lies and some of you won’t listen

As the King explained the assignment, He had a tear in His eye

I even made this journey, and I laid down my suit and died

Because under that bridge of heartbeats, there is an open lava filled grave

But some of you will surely escape it, and it’s for those that I have paid

The deed to their souls says “Tetelestai” written in my own Blood

I shed it for my lost sheep and as My love poured out like a flood

I felt the full weight of sin bearing down and causing me separation

From My Father as a payment for sin my Blood was the reparation

So begins the most dangerous assignment, and to some I will see you again

Go get your brethren out of the fire and tell them that death is not the end.”


The Holy Spirit via Tammy Porter


Jeremiah 1:5

The Shrine


As my eyes I lower, and my head I bow
I can see the Blood stream down His brow
He did it for us, He came down from on High
Taught us a lot and prepared to die
He knelt in the garden and prayed for you and me
I wonder what He went through in Gadsemede
How would you feel, if it were you, that night?
Wouldn’t you want to run, or perhaps even fight?
Think of the feeling, of waiting for pain
Of being spit on and stripped it would drive me insane
Knowing the road you must walk the next day
Being deserted as you surrender and pray
How did He feel, as He knelt down and wept
He needed His friends, but instead they slept
Imagine His heart as it began to race
of seeing Judas walk up and kiss His face
Imagine the grief as He said “Hurry up
Do what you must” then He drank from the cup
How would you feel to have every choice
Knowing you must suffer, and not raise your voice
He must think we are treasure to take on this thing
We treat Him so common, when in fact He’s our King
King Jesus He died and He suffered so deep
It must hurt God so bad, that we treat Him so cheap
He died as the price, to have all of me
He became the prisoner, so that I could go free
King Jesus THE EMPEROR the ONE for all time,
From this day forward, my YOUR shrine.

The Holy Spirit
via Tammy Porter 98