WHO and WHAT are you fighting for?

Ille fight for my family, and ille fight for my friends

Ille fight for what’s right ille fight to the end

For my brother, my sister my mom and my dad

for my Saviour and friend against all that is bad

Ille for my life ille fight and be strong

Ill war against dark all night long

Yes ille fight through the day and ille fight through the night

Ille fight and ille fight until I see light

Ille fight for my future wife cause she’s worth it

Ille fight for her strongly cause man she deserves it

Against abuse and those who cannot speak

Their voices cut off with a sudden shriek

Ille fight for the lost, the broken, afraid

Ille fight for their lives even if I meet the blade

Ille give my life for the ones i love

Ill fight till I see they holy ones dove

Ille carry on through the thick and the thin

Cause the darkness around me cannot win

Ille bring down the wall that are holding strong

Holding in captives all day long

Out on the streets those who are looking for love

I know the Saviours watching them up from above

Ill fight for the broken, confused and afraid

Ille fight the darkness wave after wave

Ille fight addiction, lust and objection

Ille fight for my life to show my affection

My affection to my creator above

Who is always looking down, down on me in love

Even if their dead I sure wont stop

Cause death doesn’t win Jesus broke that lock

I have the power Jesus gave it me

He handed you the keys check Matthew 16:19

Ille fight for the baby unborn in the womb

Who’s parents are taking convince and creating a tomb

Ille fight to speak what comes out of my heart

Cause ille start a fire all I need is a spark

My Jesus fought death he paid the price for me

On Calvary he died nailed to a tree

He went down to hell, and he took on death

He won and he earned me every new breath

So if he fought foe me, then I owe what is due

Ille just keep on fighting and fighting , im bringing the new

Now the Devils defeated but he isn’t that dumb

He sure can tell lies and we sometimes believe them

So church wake up, me must rise to the call

Of a nation that crying for the answers to all

I know we don’t know everything

But we got power to back up cause we stand by the king

So do the stuff, the sign and wonders

Show the power and lets bring the thunder

Time to go and knock on hells door

And strip down the devil right to his core

Lets show the world this liar and fiend

It time we come back and its time we redeem

What the devil had taken out of our hands

Were putting on our armour and were taking this land.

Ille fight till there is nothing left of me

Cause when that time comes Christ will shine brilliantly

He will come in his glory and come in his power

And every knee will bow announcing louder

What he’s done for the world, what he’s done for us all

He made it all possible by knocking down the wall

The wall that separated us from God and new life

And dying for a world in strife

So God now forgives us that is clear

So lets be vulnerable and show no more fear

Ille fight for all this, and ille fight for his kingdom

Let all go out cause it time to win them!

The Life Bringer

The bright blue and red cut into the night blinding the drivers who dared to stare at the flashing lights. The noise from the sirens screamed into the night like a wolfs cry breaking the silence as he calls out to the moon. The white vehicle cut through traffic like a boat through waves. No one stood in its path as the ambulance weaved in and out of traffic. The Vehicle was well known in the city with its bright white paint marked by blue and red stripes. Its sirens blaring out louder, and louder. If you listened hard enough you could almost hear it saying “Im coming, im coming, don’t give up yet ille be there soon.” The traffic lights changed in order to create a pathway to the scene of the accident. Where most people would turn away, the little white van raced towards the danger, those inside ready to put their lives on the line if need be in order to save the people crying out in pain. Inside the vehicle bags were checked and materials were gathered for what would be needed at the scene. Four EMT’s sat on the benches in the back of the van, their minds racing, their hearts pumping as adrenaline coursed through their veins. Their brains are already working even though they haven’t seen the accident yet their minds are already predicting every circumstance, going through every variable. One of the newer EMT’s nervously rubbed his hands on his knees waiting for the vehicle to stop, the doors to open and the work to begin. As the white van sped past countless vehicles the people in the cars, vans, and trucks seemed to almost will the vehicle forward harder and faster. The white van was a vehicle of hope, and of healing. Inside it carried the ambassador of life, and the destroyers of death. Finally the ambulance came to sudden stop the doors opened and out stepped the EMT’s. The first person out of the back was an older man, grey whiskers marked his stern face but there was a gentleness in his look. His broad shoulders and toned muscles were the mark of a man who had been on the force for years, battling and battling always bringing life in the most dire of times. The next person out of the van was a younger women much newer to the force. But still with enough experience to have seen almost everything. Her brown shoulder length hair was tied neatly and professionally into a ponytail. She scanned the scene carefully taking everything in. Her eyes like sapphires gleamed bright blue as the hot flames reflected light onto her face With a steady confidence she stepped forward and ran toward the first vehicle. She moved quickly and silently to her left. A man who had been caught in the wreckage stumbled around almost blatantly yelling and screaming. The shock from the crash seemed to have taken its affect on him and he fell over as his body tried to recover and stabilize itself. He hit his head on the asphalt hard, and a sickening thud was heard. Instantly the young women knelt by the man. As she knelt by the man trying to calm him she looked into his eyes. They were dark and hazy almost glazed over. He moaned a deep torturous moan and grabbed his stomach. Again he moaned as if trying to force something out. As the young woman leaned over to check his pulse and injuries a tiny gold cross, on a thin gold chain slipped out of her EMT jacket and dangled from her neck. The small object caught the heat of the fire and seemed to shine more brightly then usual. The man who was below moaned and then stopped. She looked at his eyes and they were fixed on the cross. He smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to clear and then he put his head back and said in a small voice almost to quiet to here

“Thank you” she nodded and kept working. She pulled off her bag and opened the zipper took out some bandages and wrapped up his cuts applying ointment where needed when she was all done she put her hand on his shoulder and said

“Some other people will come and get you out of here, you just lie still and rest.” He smiled weakly again and then closed his eyes. She stood up and surveyed then scene again. The car farthest away was still in flames and the firemen had taken out the jaws of life. The small Nissans red paint was now caked black with smoke and the car was barely visible. The firemen had cut open one of the side arches of the car door and as they did one turned and waved her over. She again moved very quickly over the vehicle when she arrived she asked

“What do we got here?” one of the firemen responded “Man got stuck inside, we managed to put out most of the flames but not before he got the worst of it. I don’t think he’ll make it”

The young women checked his pulse and was relived to feel a faint heartbeat against her fingertips. “He’s alive” she said “hurry we need to get him out of here.“ She turned “Get me a stretcher”

One of the firemen left and returned quickly with a stretcher in hand. After carefully placing a neck brace on his neck they took him and with much difficulty removed him from the vehicle. Sweat perspired on the young women’s forehead, the heat from the vehicle was almost to much. They quickly wheeled the man away from the vehicle. When they were a safe distance away she reached over and checked his pulse again placing her two fingers on his neck. Nothing… she quickly grabbed his wrist and checked for a pulse there… again nothing. Her mind raced. He must have passed while we were moving him to the stretcher she thought. She looked up franticly. Searching for another EMT and spotted the head man. Their eyes locked and this time holding nothing back she screamed desperately

“Get me a defibrillator” The man turned barked some orders and one of the younger EMTs ran to the ambulance. The two firefighters left quickly not daring to disturb the young women. One second, two, three, they seemed like eternity as the young mans life was in her hands hanging in the balance. The young EMT poked his head from behind the ambulance door

“I cant find it” he yelled. The young women didn’t even hear him she was looking over his body. His clothes now tatters were charred black, 1st degree burns riddled his body, she new she had no other choice so she did what she had seen no one else ever do. She took a hold of the young mans forearm. A peace seemed to envelope her like a cloud. All the sounds of the accident seemed to dissipate. Her head bowed and her lips moved as she silently prayed. Its wasn’t a long prayer, and it wasn’t a loud one. She just prayed for the young man to come back, for his life to be restored. To the observer it would have looked like she was crying over the man. They would have been right too. Tears filler her eyes and blurred her vision and in the silent world that she was now enveloped in she only heard one noise. It was a gasp for breath, like when a young child comes up out of the water after seeing how long he can hold his breath. The sounds from the accident came back and she looked at the young man again. His chest rose and fell in a steady motion. She looked at his arms and the scarred tissue seemed to be disappearing before her very eyes. The dead charred skin, the blood, the bruises it looked as if it was just being sucked out of his body. He flinched and then squinted, his eyes opened and she said

“Welcome back you very nearly left us” He was just about to respond when the young EMT completely out of breathe interrupted “I found it, I got it, here it is” he bumped her with the bag and then peered over her shoulder completely oblivious to what had happened. So focused on his task at finding the piece of equipment was he that he didn’t even notice the man now was completely fine. The only words he could get out of his mouth were.

“How did you… wasn’t he.. Didn’t you need this?” He questioned now holding up the red bag that held the defibrillator .

“Not anymore” the young women replied. she looked at the young man smiled, then carefully and affectionately placed a hand on his shoulder and then turned.

“Have him brought to the ambulance” she said while leaving them both staring at each other quite confused at what had just transpired. She again looked around the scene of the accident. All the fires were out a few more people were lying in stretchers. Everything seemed to be in order. She walked over to her boss he turned to her and said

“Looks like everything’s going to be ok, close call with that man over there though” he pointed indicating to where she had just been. “What happened anyways?” he asked. She did not turn to him she just kept her eyes on the man that only moments before had been burned and lifeless.

“It can only be described as a miracle” she said in a soft almost amazed voice, and with that she turned headed back to the ambulance to help with loading the injured and the supplies.

The moonlight shone down on them, the traffic lights switched from green, to yellow, to red. The streetlights buzzed with a hum that brought insects from near and far. The destroyed cars were towed to the junk yard and the crowd of observers dissipated. The ambulance made its way back to the hospital and unloaded the hurt and the injured. The young woman walked back to her locker put her gear away and went to the hospital café. She ordered her usual chocolate milk and cookies and after collecting her snack went and sat down at the white tables. An old lady in a wheelchair was the only other company in the mess hall. She looked at the young woman and smiled and got a smile in return. The young lady slowly drank her milk and ate her cookies and in the solitude of the cafeteria sat alone with her thoughts. Alone but not quite, for she new that the same person who was with her at the accident was now sitting right beside her and that was enough to comfort her. As she stared at the wall opposite to her mindlessly looking at the bulletin of hospital announcements she heard a small voice say “the thief comes to steal, kill, and destroy but I have come that they might have life and life to the fullest.”

~Inspired by Danielle Hilsabeck~

This is so what we are all called to be bringers of hope, of life, and of healing. Matthew 10:7-8 sums it up best

Go and announce to them that the kingdom of heaven is near. Heal the sick, raise the dead, cure those with leprosy, and cast out demons. Give as freely as you have received.

You have the Power

You see a person in the mall hobbling along their crutches have formed ugly calices on their arms and their uninjured leg is weary from being the only support. Muscles begin to form on the arm as the injured leg begins to lose all muscle from lack of use. You see them and smile as you walk past them and although they try and smile back you see the pain in their eyes, you see the chains that bind them. You pass them and all of a sudden everything stops and freezes you alone stand in the shopping mall aware of what has happened. You look around but you see nobody the only thing different is everything is Glowing and people are different. You scan the food court and see that some people are glowing. Colours of bright blue, purple, and orange hover over some people and what seem like ribbons circle around them. The colours give you peace. Others have weird strange shapes fallowing them around the shapes move quickly in a jolty pixely type fashion very spurattic. Then some have disgusting black and red almost snake like threads encircling them leaving a yellowish pus in their trail. They slither and slime around the people unknown to the carrier at all. I suddenly heard a voice

“What are you doing?”

I looked around my eyes wide and my head circling as I tried to decipher where the voice was coming from

“Who are you? What is this” I asked

“This is a glimpse into the spiritual realm” the voice responded. “Everything you see here is two kingdoms constantly at war, The colours, the lights, the peace, they are all mine, but this blackness this darkness and vile filth it is not of my kingdom”

“Why don’t you get rid of it?” I asked

“Because that is your Job” the voice quickly replied

“No It isn’t, I don’t have the power, you can’t use me, I am not perfect, this is someone else’s Job!”

“That’s what everyone seems to think“ The voice responded “If everyone else says this is someone else’s Job how much work do you think gets done? I have chosen you and everyone like you and given you the commission to do my work. Its written plainly in my book but no one seems to read what I have said. Yes they read it but they don’t apply it, The speak it but they don’t practice it, and they even show it to others when they themselves have never even attempted to try. It’s all been given to you!

“But how come I never feel any different?”

“Why are you waiting for a feeling? Haven’t I already commanded you to do so? In Matthew it says Go and announce that the kingdom of heaven is near. Heal the sick, raise the dead, cure those with leprosy, and cast out demons. Give as freely as you have received. You don’t need to wait for any feeling I have given you the command already.

“Then show me who to go to”

“Go to everyone To everyone, if I showed you everyone to go to then you wouldn’t be living by faith would you?”

I pondered this for a moment realizing suddenly that no work would ever get done if everyone made the excuse that the job that they didn’t want to do was someone else’s to take up then nothing would ever get done

“Will you touch them if I go?” I asked

"Will I touch them if you go? What kind of a question is that how many times in my book did my Son heal those who came to him?"

Matthew 4:24 people soon began bringing to him ALL who were sick, and whatever their sickness or disease, or if they were demon possessed or epileptic or paralyzed he healed them ALL

Matthew 8:3 Jesus reached out and touched him “I am willing” he said “Be healed” and INSTANTLY the leprosy disappeared.

Matthew 8:15 But when Jesus touched her hand , the fever LEFT her.

Matthew 8: 16 He cast out evil spirits with a Simple command

Matthew 9:25 Jesus went in and he took her by the hand and she stood up

Mathew 9: 29 He touched their eyes and said “Because of your faith it will happen then their eyes were opened

Matthew 12:13 “Hold out your hand” and it was restored just like the other one

Matthew 14:35 And soon the people were bringing All of their sick to be healed they begged him to let them touch the fringe of his robe and All who touched him were healed

Matthew 15:30 A vast crowd brought to him people who were lame, blind, crippled, those who couldn’t speak, and many others. They laid them before Jesus, and he healed them ALL. The Crowd was amazed! Those who hadn’t been able to speak were talking, the crippled were made well, the lame were walking, and the blind could see again.

“Listen I could go on and On, and this is just one of my books. You have the power”

Matthew 16:19 And I will give you the keys to the kingdom whatever you forbid in the earth will be forbidden in Heaven and whatever you permit in Heaven will be permitted on earth.

“I have even Given you the Keys, you are always crying out to me to fix the problem when you have the solution. Don’t ask me just do! For you have been given all authority and power. Like I told my servant Moses in Exodus Why are you crying out to me take YOUR hand and stretch YOUR rod over the waters and Part the sea. So go and do it! You have no excuse. Dare to believe me and what I say is true, Dare to believe what my word says. If I say I will do it it shall be done!

“Well I guess you do have a good point” I said after listening to all of this” I answered “But where do I start?” I asked

“Open your Eyes, just because you don’t see the hurt doesn’t mean it isn’t there, but how bout you start with the man you just passed.”

I turned around and looked at the man I had passed. He had tons of the Black and red Goop hanging off of him and the yellow pus trailed behind him on the floor.


Remember you are strong you hold all the power there is no need to ask for more because I have already released everything! You have the keys, take a hold of the authority you carry as a son command out of that place and don’t beg like a servant for you are much more dear to me then that! No go and do as I have commanded and shown.

The light dimmed and noise met my ears once more. The familiar food court noises. The sound of kids crying, yelling from smaller children, people ordering at the food places, and then a noise that I didn’t like. The click… click… click… of the man crutches on the floor.

I turned and saw the man stumbling away.

“Hey!” I yelled and ran after the man I came up behind him tapped him and the shoulder and said “I need to ask you something?

“yes” he said

“Would you like to feel better” he looked at me and studied me for a moment

“What do you mean he asked”

And that where the story begins!