A Call from the Ancients

A Call from the Ancients

I sense Your presence

Like waves of wind

Passions of fragrance

All amongst the generations

The nations, the genders

My father, long passed on

Still looks at me and calls me on

Time to bring the heart to life

Time to bring the heart to life

The drum begins to beat, growing stronger still

The sound of rushing waters, the blood is flowing

A cry rises up in the Spirit

A cry for overcoming on earth

Where the arrows in our quiver are fiery love

The casualties bring on new birth

The horses release a mighty thunder

Lightning guides the way

We bolt and thunder behind the pillar of cloud

We swarm behind the Fire of Day

Never taking our eyes off the Prize

Never, ever taking our eyes off the Prize

For victory is not my yearning hearts goal

It is the Victor Who I want to see

K, Duane Carter 8-26-11

Motion

Motion

Lonely

Disenfranchised

Longing

Hoping

Cared for

Loved

Accepted

Family

Favored one

Favorite one

Placed on Father’s shoulder

Whispering in His ear

Feeling His laugh through my being

No longer alone

No longer alone

I am one with the Creator of the universe

He laughs with me

I am no longer alone

I never was alone

Reality is such an incredible thing

There is nothing like being with Dad

His laugh seems to always open my eyes

He heals my heart

Accepted

Welcome

Home

K, Duane Carter 3-17-11 

The Shadow

The Shadow

I was going through a darkness,

A darkness so thick, it was so hard to see

I could not see my face, I did not even know me

But then there was another darkness

That was quiet and warm and awesome and firm

And it completely drowned out the other, a mist of passionate dew

And then I felt the feathers and then and there I knew

It was the shadow of the Most High

I was walking through the wilderness

Nothing but the wild beasts and the dark ones

Waiting for their opportunity to pounce

I then felt goodness with every ounce

And the fear of nothing but the Lord came upon me

It was the shadow of the Most High

I came upon one with cancer

One with affliction, heartache and disease

I felt the oppression laughing

Thinking it could do whatever it pleased

And then I heard it shriek, I saw it vanish,

And I watched it melt before my eyes

My heart by the Presence was mesmerized

It was the shadow of the Most High

So you may be walking through a darkness

Where suddenly it seems darker still

But don’t be discouraged just open your heart

And trust Him, just trust Him until

You can sense Him too, knowing whatever you do

You are covered, protected, and warmed

By the shadow of the Most High

It’s the brightest place in the universe…

K, Duane Carter 4-27-10

Winter Night

Winter Night

I love to watch the moon rise

Silver clouds dusting through the skies

It slowly climbs above the leafless trees

The Spirit comes in the midst of the freeze

The Spirit comes in the midst of the freeze

It’s light falls, gentle, and never harsh

It brings new light to the winter bark

And takes what is starving and makes it thrive

My heart takes it in and comes alive

I can look at the light that doesn’t burn my skin

I can look at the face and take Him all in

Yet I haven’t even started, not even begun

To receive all the light reflected from the great sun

The moon still is rising over leafless trees

The Spirit is moving through the mist and freeze

The quiet and stillness through which I silently plod

Remind me of the majesty and greatness of God

And I am simply overwhelmed by it all

K, Duane Carter 1-2-10

Compassion (Matthew 14)

Compassion (Matthew 14)

In a time of greatest heartbreak

In the midst of just wanting to be alone

He showed us why He was worthy

To step down from heaven’s throne

And become the Savior for all of us

He still lived off of Father’s compassion

He still went an extra mile

Even pushing the disciples into their destiny

I can feel and see His smile

When He said, “Bring those things to Me.”

A simple prayer, a simple faith

In the goodness and power of God

And in the midst of great sorrow and need

Jesus gives a simple nod

And there is more than enough for all

In a time of greatest heartbreak

In the midst of just wanting to be alone

He waits to lead us to our destiny

He longs to show us His home

And allow us to bring it where we live

With basketfuls left over…

K. Duane Carter 1-22-11