Feasting On The Word of God

Wonder Fall
Digital: 14×11: ARS

I woke up this morning with this on my mind. I am sensing Holy Spirit is pouring Oils From Heaven in a magnitudinal way. I am seeking God’s Timing.

Luke 10:1-8 – After these things the Lord appointed [a]seventy others also, and sent them two by two before His face into every city and place where He Himself was about to go. Then He said to them, “The harvest truly is great, but the laborers are few; therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest. Go your way; behold, I send you out as lambs among wolves. Carry neither money bag, knapsack, nor sandals; and greet no one along the road. But whatever house you enter, first say, ‘Peace to this house.’ And if a son of peace is there, your peace will rest on it; if not, it will return to you. And remain in the same house, eating and drinking such things as they give, for the laborer is worthy of his wages. Do not go from house to house. Whatever city you enter, and they receive you, eat such things as are set before you.

Matthew 12:10-14 – And behold, there was a man who had a withered hand. And they asked Him, saying, “Is it lawful to heal on the Sabbath?”—that they might accuse Him. 11 Then He said to them, “What man is there among you who has one sheep, and if it falls into a pit on the Sabbath, will not lay hold of it and lift it out? 12 Of how much more value then is a man than a sheep? Therefore it is lawful to do good on the Sabbath.” 13 Then He said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” And he stretched it out, and it was restored as whole as the other. 14 Then the Pharisees went out and plotted against Him, how they might destroy Him.

The Next Civil War
written in high school (JHHS)

Driving across the country
Bodies are on the ground
Everywhere people are panicking
Despair is the only sound

How did this event come about?
What caused this great disaster?
Our country has been torn apart
Because all wish to be the master

The master of what you ask me
The master race I tell you
They wish to be the majority rule
But do not realize that which is true

The war of all wars is coming along
Believe me and all that I say
All races fighting instead of working
Will cause America’s doomsday

“Sunset On Glass”: ARS
Words Over Art

The Broken Hallelujah Cord (One Accord)

Saturday April 13, 2019

Prepare (copyright): ARS
“Joan of Arc” in mind
Colored Pencils

No Worries
Creative Self-Portrait
Acrylic: 11×14: ARS

Shabbat Shalom

Original Journal Writing: Saturday 06/14/2014 @ 1336

What a week I’ve had. Last Thursday I was asked by a person on the worship team, Rachael Martin, to come in and practice the song “We Will Rise (His Glory Fills the Earth)”. The collaboration was so awesome we ended the session in spontaneous worship. Those I practiced with all had input into the song making it what, I believe, God truly wanted it to be. Those involved were myself (lyrics), Rachael Martin (keyboard), Melvin Hardy (bass), and David Jimenez (drums). We sang this song on Sunday 06/08 which was Pentecost and though it was rushed, there was a huge response to the release from the song by the Holy Spirit. 

In the past few weeks I have been under the influence of Holy Spirit in creativity. As of yesterday I have 49 art pieces and many songs that have come to me. It has been an inspirational time.

My father-in-law has made the decision to be baptized, my maternal grandmother has been going to church again, and my neighbor (so she said at the time of this original writing but our mutual neighbor was sincere, Matthew x 2). She came with us a few Sundays ago. This past weekend she said she felt this overwhelming feeling that God specifically placed her in someone’s life so she could come back to the Lord. [What I wrote is different than the thoughts I had and even to this day. I now have slightly more understanding of why Holy Spirit had and has me write the way He does which is ever evolving for His purposes and plans. I strongly believe He was showing me multiple things at once through different portals of His Time and Space. I can only write it out as it is written in the original journal due to lack of understanding. Just because understanding is gained does not mean we understand all at once. It is through intimacy with God that we grow from Glory to Glory to Glory because we ALL Fall (present tense always) short OF HIS Glory.] His situation is similar to hers in the fact that a few of his family members have been urging him to go back to church just as it happened to my neighbor.

On Monday night, 06/09, I had a warning dream. In the dream someone shaved my hair off half of my head and the rest wasn’t my dreadlocks. Then, someone was trying to put someone else’s hair on my head even while I was defiant against it. This same night, Justin had a dream he was taking care of his guinea pigs and was finishing when he heard a voice (in the dream) tell him there was one more to take care of [a tarantula]. He doesn’t like tarantulas so I believe this was another warning dream. I believe my warning dream was against a snare for having someone or something put a false identity upon me or trying to steal my true identity in Christ. I believe Justin’s dream was warning against the snare of fear.

The next day, Tuesday 06/10, a few bizarre incidents happened. Though I believe accidents happen, I think the incidents were an attempt of an attack from the enemy, especially when coupled with the advancement of The Kingdom in the past few weeks through the dreams Justing and I had the night before.

I had 2 friends over to help me with my organizing and cleaning of the house. We were almost done in the kitchen with only a few odds & ends to clear up. There were some expired Epipens and Epipen Jrs. around but I shared how I didn’t want to throw them away full of medicine. One of the ladies and myself decided to discharge the medicine into the box for it. I didn’t fully read the instructions but I know the needle side was down. What I think happened was when I jabbed the box and pulled the pen back up, it flipped and th needle ended up stuck in my right thumb (I didn’t hold it for 10 seconds). I was embarrassed only for a brief time then I started making jokes in the ambulance and in the emergency room. It was an epipen jr. so no issues with the medicine. They numbed my thumb with 5 shots (which hurt worse than the stuck needle) of novocaine and got th needle out. There was no damage to the bone and no part of the needle left inside. My friend and I couldn’t get it out because it was bent. I had and still have very slight soreness but no damage at all.

That same night, Justin was trying to get a ball from our front bush. Instead of walking down the front stairs he leaned over the railing. He fell and scraped his right arm, right leg, and hurt his right thumb. We are all OK but praying for safety over ourselves and in our home.

This night, Greg had a dream he was attacked by 5 snakes. Praying over him but need to do it more. 

Last thing: a few weeks ago, I heard the Lord tell me June 13th. I didn’t realize until later it would be a Friday the 13th. I didn’t dwell on it, I just waited. I realized today what it meant. All I knew before was something good was going to happen. Last night, I saw on my social media page that this lady is working on opening an art gallery in Alexandria with all different styles of art (classic, modern, metal, paint, jewelry, fabric, etc.). I was skeptical but felt nudged by the Holy Spirit to share some of my recent digital art with her. I dreamt of an explosion of Light (now knowing I was being re-filled). While pondering it I realized the connection with this lady and her gallery was the good thing on June 13th.

Lots going on but all only the outpouring of my desire to know My Lord more intimately [capitalization changed to reflect MY Now].

~fin 1435~

Alicia Renee Polston-Shipe

The joy of The Lord IS MY Strength

It IS Finished ~ D’ONE

~Alicia R. Shipe~


Silver Cup Age: Benjamin? – Accusations or Defense of The Mind

April 10, 2019

Homemade apple pie for the first time Thanksgiving 2018.

From and back to The Father of Lights:

Dedicated personally to Robin Williams, Anthony Bourdain, Tupac Shakur, and Christopher Wallace [and especially to ALL struggling with PTSD and/or any form of mental illness: especially those who have been on the forefront of this debate with super slow progress. For the legalization of Cannabis recreational use and research safely].

Special thanks to Raymond Frantz of John Handley High School of Winchester, VA.

Originally written 01/20/2010: started 12/16/2009

Why can’t I be free of misery
Tell me why do I suffer inside (please tell me why)
Then I heard a voice tell me
Just let go and you’ll see liberty
You don’t know because you don’t show
The desire to be free
So proclaim on this day Your Victory

There was a time when I felt like dying
Then came a time when I never could stop crying
Without knowing I was growing and able to stand tall
The releasing of my tears
Was the defeating of my fears
No idea how free I’d be
Walking towards my destiny
I will press on
Because my life is a song

Stake Out The Land
written 02/07/2010 @ 1930

Lord, Jesus, is coming back
Lord, Jesus, is coming back

Stake out the land
Move ahead of this place
Stake out the land
No time, no time to waste
Stake out the land
Take hold of your possession
Lord, Jesus, is coming back

Be prepared
Be ready
Hold on
Hold steady
You don’t have to fight
Your battles in the night all alone
Surrender all your have
Surrender all you are
To the One who gave them
He’s the One Who Created you

Stake out the land
Move ahead of this place
Stake out the land
No time, no time to waste
Stake out the land
Take hold of Your possession
Lord, Jesus, is coming back
~fin @ 1953~

Original Journal Entry: Monday 02/22/2010 @ 2025

For the past month I have had a slew of dreams. I have not written them down because I have allowed myself to be pre-occupied. I believe all the dreams I can remember are  related to each other one way or another. Because I can’t remember the dates I had the dreams, they will not be written in any specific order; except the dream I had last night.

Crouching Church; Rising Enemy

I dreamt my church was having a service. After the service, another service was being held in the basement. There was a steel gate that took up over half the basement. Noises were coming from it that sounded like wild animals and like a group was forming plans. Some of the elders went back upstairs. The staircase was extremely dim. Some of the members that were in the basement were fearful due to the noises coming from the steel endorsed area. My Pastor was leading this basement service. He led the members to form a circle and start singing praise and worship songs. As the singing started, the wild animal noises started and there was pounding against the steel as if something was really trying to get out. I was standing on the staircase watching everything. I ran up the stairs to get some of the elders to come back downstairs but they wouldn’t . ~End~

The Great Hall
Digital Art: 11×14: ARS

Hall of History

I dreamt my oldest Son and I went to a museum of some kind. The outside of the building looked run down and the bricks were covered with colorful graffiti. We went inside and it was a huge hall of African-American historical figures and historical figures that changed the face of America. The ones I remember at this time are Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcolm X,  and George Washington. There were many more that spanned the entire hall that was the length of a football field and the ceiling was high. The stories of these people played like microfilm but in the 21st century. They moved from right to left and I remember words written in red that were big and bold. Then the hall was full of friends and family having a banquet and it became very loud. The next part of this dream was seen in the fellowship hall of my church. . . 

Partially Naked

This past weekend I dreamt I was at a banquet dinner. Leaders and members of my church were in attendance. I was there with my oldest Son. I didn’t have anything covering the top half of my body. I didn’t realize I was partially naked. I was interacting with people and had my food. It wasn’t until I walked away from speaking with some of the leaders (two of which I consider mentors-women) that I became aware something was wrong. They were acting strange towards me. I sat down at a table with my son to eat and felt extremely uncomfortable because people were staring and whispering. I felt vulnerable like I used to when I was younger. We were sitting alone. It was then I realized I was partially naked but it didn’t feel like I was doing anything wrong just misunderstood, vulnerable, and lonely (nothing has changed BTW). ~END~

“You say you want a leader; but you can’t seem to make up your mind.” – Prince Rogers Nelson

The beginning is the end and the end is back to the beginning. That’s biblical and historical. Thank God our country has separation of church and state. Or does it? Just saying . . . Privacy matters, or does it? Opinions are a matter of privacy. Reformation is necessary. Learn something.

May God Forever bless the United States of America!! or is that an oxymoron?

Hmmm . . .

~Alicia R. Shipe~