You rise

Above the barrier

And every obstacle

Formidable limitations

Cumbering within and without

His Joy–breaking down the walls

Of hopelessness and care a many

Decisive fashion effortlessly turning the tide of I can’t with I can 

Hope rising in glorious fountain overwhelming with Joy…Joy that gives strength

© The Blazing Trail 2022 


There are victories to be won, Hopes that tower magnificently within horizons–near and distant, There are dreams and aspirations within sight, And beckoning scopes faith spurring. Those false starts give resilient glimmers of a second chance…an enduring testament that there is more that can be…that the best is yet to come…for the glory of His Matchless Name–Amen!

The smallest family will become a thousand people, and the tiniest group will become a mighty nation. At the right time, I, the LORD, will make it happen”(Isa 60:22 – NLT).


He will lead you, carry and power you every step of the course, to overflow with every good work. He will fight for you, renew your hope and lift you to victories unprecedented. See! He brings you to His good, perfect and pleasing will, in spite of yourself, and by His grace; the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ.

The God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet. The grace of our Lord Jesus be with you (Rom. 16:20 – NIV).

© The Blazing Trail 2022


Continued from XIII…

And so, the story ends! The ominous pull of gravity was momentarily suspended as the formidable tag team, showcasing grace and faith rent the air in decisive takeover. Destiny’s stellar shone in magnificent show steal. It was the gleeful feel of riding on the eagle’s wings as the masterpiece craft took to the clear blue morning sky in spectacular fashion. The radiance of the sun ushered a new day in glorious chords of happily ever after.

She had on numerous occasions heard accounts of one who came to seek and save that which was lost. Heralding “salvation from our enemies and from the hand of all who hate us—to show mercy to our ancestors and to remember his holy covenant, the oath he swore to our father Abraham: to rescue us from the hand of our enemies, and to enable us to serve him without fear in holiness and righteousness before him all our days.”

Hers was the breaking of the beast’s jaw and snatching the hapless prey from its fangs. It had been a rescue form the pits of oblivion. And how true it stood out that the battle was not hers. In her dismal eighth fall, way beyond the salvage of the seven falls of the righteous, mercy had lifted her and embraced her back to love, in spite of her feeble strength and against all hope. How could it be!

She had a story to tell, a timeless inspiration henceforth sensationally anchored on the 11th enclave of the hall of fame. Daughters of Abraham awaited her address upon touch down with abated breath. They would behold the beauty thereof with absolute abandon, ever-after.

The End.

© The Blazing Trail 2022


Continued from XII

Pandemonium unbridled descended upon the five senses in multi-fashion relentless manifest. Who would have seen this historic phenomenon come! How was anyone to be possibly prepared for the incredible live melodrama!

The craft’s engines roared in triumphant proclamation that tore through the nations with the buoyant sound of freedom. And what a victorious acclamation! She glanced round the craft’s smiting interior with its ambience overflowing with love.

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Continued from XI

You could feel the music simmer deep in the bone marrow. Spurts of life, victory and power gushed forth from the depths of the soul in rising proportions. Just then, all hell seemed to break loose as the monumental walls came tumbling down without warning. Suddenly, there was pandemonium unequaled in proportion as the siege broke out in triumphant fashion.

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Just when it seemed like it was all over, all lost and helplessly hurtling down for dark and gloom, Light of the world appeared, giving the impossible an eternal turn around; a magnificent rebound that set the heart alive, filled with hope divine, and a glorious song of salvation! Happy Blessed Easter Season!

There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it – Matt 28:2.


Continued from last week…

The sound of music set the goose bumps ablaze in a whirlwind frenzy. It was like the sound of a divine orchestra, that filled the air with such glorious radiance. The beat spoke of a victory so mighty and magnificent, beyond comprehension.

It proclaimed of mysteries and blessings before time, of foundations firmly established long before the visual order. The advancing beat amplified the sound of freedom that rent the air in spectacular fashion. Theme of strength in weakness was at the center of it all, akin that indomitable ride on eagle’s wings.

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Continued from last week…

The heart knows best. She supposed it was so true of her as she beheld this glorious moment. And what a phenomenon! Springing right from the nerve center, it had resiliently and surprising lunged forth in full throttle, engulfing her in every sense of the word. This love so pure and true now had her every faculty. Effectively numbing her every faculty with a love so pure and true.

There was no wide berth in the offing far as it went. And how could it be that this monumental love, this precious gift that she had not initiated was all hers all at once!

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