God's Gift of Deliverance

Dear Lord,
I long to know you more.

Love, Carol

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Dear Lord,
Ministering to this girl today was wonderful. Such marked improvement since three weeks ago. Transformation through deliverance is coming. I am thrilled with You and Holy Spirit conquering spirits of darkness, setting people free.
They are thrilled, too, Lord.

Thank You, Carol

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Dear Lord,
Thank You for my freedom in Christ Jesus. Help me draw nearer to You, facing every obstacle from generational curses and bondages. Your way is the only way to this freedom. There is no God like You. Thank You for saving me. Thank You for everything You have planned for my life.

Love, Carol

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Dear Lord,
Thank You for my new gift….writing.
And thank You for my new friend and mentor….Elaine.
You knew that I had a communication block with You and this is your very unique way of opening me up. You’re amazing and so gracious and creative.
I also see Your smile as I joyfully embrace this new talent’s birth.

Gratefully yours, Carol

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Copyright Carol Kindt
October 17, 2006
246 Dungeness Meadows, Sequim, WA 98382

Loose The Captives

Touch the bosom of my heart
The innermost part
Of stored sorrow and pain.

Loose the captive from dungeon prevailed.
I command thee free
By the blood of the Lamb.

Prisoner no more to the lies of the pit.
The work of the Father
Given all by His son.

Hasten the day of lifting the veil.
Oppression conceiling
The truth of the Gospel.

Glorious awakening needed by all.
Spirit prevailing.
The Witness of Heaven.

Fasten tight the armor, foretold
Releasing the power
Of Warrior King.

Occupation secured in areas vast.
God’s men on earth
Fulfilling His word.

Sound trumpet and horn in glorious praise.
The King has appeared
In the light of the morn.

Copyright Carol Kindt

September 24, 2006
246 Dungeness Meadows, Sequim, WA 98382

Comes A New Day!

Divorce

Long awaited midnight cometh.
Increasing faith in Christ.
Strengthening soul.
Misplaced fears expelled.

Come, Lord, in triumph’s dare
To rent the veil.
Exposing truth.
Capturing moments lost.

Hope’s today, long awaited.
Most forgotten.
Dreams of passion
Welling up mysteries foretold.

Jesus cometh in sweet fusion.
Uniting together
Past and present.
Eternity’s promised treasure.

Copyright Carol Kindt
September 22, 2006
246 Dungeness Meadows, Sequim, WA 98382

Deep Yearning Tonight

Jesus, What is in the depths of my being
No man can search out, but You.

Gently, so gently draw heartache and sorrow.
Serenade with tender love songs.

Place in the palm of my hand Your desire,
Your plan, none other but mine.

I yearn for the sound of Your footsteps approaching
My heart so hungry for Peace.

Come quickly, my Prince, my Beloved, My Only,
my Ever, my Friend and my Need.

Move closely, my Near One, life’s pressing in tightly.
No manner of man can fulfill.

The cares of this world so quickly appearing.
The truth of God’s Word they contend.

Reveal in the depths of my being, expressly,
I live only abiding in You.

Copyright Carol Kindt
September 23, 2006
246 Dungeness Meadows, Sequim, WA 98382

The One True Gospel

Galatians 1:6,9 (KJV)

I marvel that ye are so soon removed from Him that called you into the grace of Christ unto another gospel: [9] As we said before, so say I now again, If any man preach any other gospel unto you than that ye have received, let him be accursed.

Lord, today You reminded me of the everlasting truth of the one true Gospel. I thank You for the faithful men and women of God who have followed and preached Your true and only Gospel. They have been tremendous inspirations to me from the day I was born again. Through them, and the Word, You have helped me to discern the genuine from "other gospels" that are out there to please man.

Please, keep me pure in Your Word. As a teacher of Your Word, I am extremely accountable for what I teach. And as those who will hear and pass along to others what they have learned through me, it must be the genuine to be accepted by You. The responsibility is great to preach and teach the one and only true Gospel. I pray that Your Word sinks deep in my spirit and soul, so that I will have the pure living water flowing up through me for others.

Thank You for this gift, the Word of God. Thank You for the Holy Spirit. Thank You for not leaving us. You have kept us by Your Word, and we who remain in Your Word remain and abide in Jesus. Father, as you use me for Your service, may those I come in contact with desire to know and love the one true Gospel, the Word of God. I ask this in the powerful name of Jesus, my Savior and Lord.

Copyright Carol Kindt

October 6, 2006

246 Dungeness Meadows, Sequim, WA 98382

is this the day of importance?

chores done.
errands run.
captured duty.
Where did the day go?

honor Father,
Son and Holy Spirit.
be obedient.
Order my steps, Lord.

busy moments.
time expended.
false conceptions.
Where is the meaning?

by Your eye led
hours, minutes.
Is it true, there's
No wasted moment?

what means this?
what done for You?
chores & errands.
Show me there's more.

Peace, My child.
no time is gone.
headed to virtue.
Perfect work stored.

copyright carol kindt
september 22, 2006
246 dungeness meadows
sequim, wa 98382

The Tides Have Shifted

The tides have shifted again.
Only, it’s not my tide; it’s Ashley’s.
Yet, it is my tide, too. Wasn’t the cord cut?
No words describe our sweet bond of love.

Wasn’t the college graduation enough
To realize her maturity into adulthood?
Where does the concern come from
So deep in my soul for this dear wonder of mine?

To love and let go.
Is that what it’s supposed to be,
To give life and then loose hold of her
Into the hands of God, her real Father?

Off on her own down the road
Heading for who knows what point in her destiny.
Navigation system in the new car speaking
Proper English directions, getting her “home”.

Home? It is not home yet to her, for her.
The speeding train of college and life, friends
And familiarity disappear in a moment's notice.
Congratulations, you have graduated.

Grad party, pack up, kisses goodbye, drive off.
But, to where…Living out of boxes, where is the sun?
I didn’t imagine feeling this way, emotions flowing
As if dropped on a curb somewhere…..where?

Transition. All go through transitions.
This is mine. Oh, not Ashley’s only, but mine.
The cord stretched to the max. No, cut at birth.
Reveals the bond between mother and child.

“Lord,” I cry. “Take care of her for me.
She is beyond my reach and only in Your sight now.
Capture her heart so she relies only on You each day.
Holy Spirit, may she hear your whispers clearly.”

Copyright Carol Kindt
August, 2007
246 Dungeness Meadows
Sequim, WA 98382