Fire in My Bones: Holy Spirit Hear My Cry (Unabridged‪)‬

On the wings of eagles flies his love. Upon their foreheads he puts a sign, each one unique, invisible in design. These, Father, belong to me. Their names shall be written by my blood into the Book of Lamb’s Holy Love.


Jezebel, whom Ahab chose to make his queen; did he have any say in that arrangement, anyway? Outside Jezebel is sweet, soft petals, rose red and comfortable in bed. Within her being is a serpent thing. A satanic unction desires to rape and destroy all things good that will not give her power. She serves Baal faithfully week to week, hour to hour.


Such soft petals as those laid upon cool waters in a king’s private pond. She smiles sweetly as she grits her teeth at the crushing force of intercourse. The thorns within her hurt so badly, but her being callused up many years ago.