Mercy – Mark Wayne – Author and 'Warrior Poet'

Carrying Swords

March 1, 2021March 1, 2021 Mark Wayne

Sometimes life just is.

Sometimes there are no answers.

Sometimes all we can do is…

Believe
Be faithful
Stand strong
Cherish the time
Choose to trust
Have mercy
Love

For in the end it is often not the weapon we chose to carry that defeats our enemy. Within our heart and soul a true warrior carries the Sword of the Spirit that forever is able to vanquish our enemies, in the name of Yeshua!

Yahuah is a warrior; Yahuah is His name.

Exodus 15:3

Poetry

Confessions

July 6, 2016July 6, 2016 Mark Wayne

Confessions

Sometime we need to confess our darkness and repent, only then will the cracks appear that will allow the light of healing to pierce our wounded hearts. What do you need to confess? We are all in this together and need each other.

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives

Poetry

The Secret of Strength

February 24, 2016 Mark Wayne

Jesus wept.

~John 11:35

He suffered scorn, he was ridiculed and mocked, bruised and beaten. He did not speak against those who mercilessly crucified him and he willingly gave his own life. He was strong, in ways that the world did not and does not understand to this day.

He stood strong against all that was evil and wrong in the world with an unfathomable compassion and love.

He refused to compromise the truth, and yet, when those he loved died he wept. He felt and expressed emotions deeply and lived his life on earth fully as a model for us to follow. If it was good enough for him, it is good enough for me and I refuse to believe or live the enemy’s lie.

What about you, who and what will you believe?

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople #YouMatter

Poetry

Where is the Grace? (part 2)

February 8, 2016February 7, 2016 Mark Wayne

When grace is available to all why do we so easily miss it, for ourselves and others? Why do we so easily fail to see? For in the end there are our lives, our pain and our feelings, that so often only deceive us into believing the lies. Is truth an emotion all on its own?

Please remember,

#YouMatter #LoveChangesPeople #HopeLives #JustBelieve #GraceWins

God

Living the Paradox

November 3, 2015 Mark Wayne

Do you ever feel as if your life is a paradox, wondering what is truth?

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives

Life, Poetry

Fear not!

October 4, 2015October 4, 2015 Mark Wayne

Fear not, for the lion is awake!

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives

(Resharing art and poetry I previously wrote that seems to fit the times and our worlds need of hope in the midst of evil and tragedy. ~M)

Poetry

Condemnation and the One Voice.

August 29, 2015August 29, 2015 Mark Wayne

Condemnation is often,
we so easily tell ourselves
comes from others.
In loud voices they speak;
their supposed truth,
their belittling words,
their self-imposed importance.

Yet the worst vile hypocrisy,
and self-mutilating condemnation;
that tears us down,
that speaks the lies,
that raises the doubts.
Is not the voices from without,
but that one lone voice within.

We listen when we should not,
and talk when we should listen.
The world and the enemy,
others and ourselves,
drown out the only true voice.
The voice of love and grace,
that never speaks of condemnation.

God, Photograph, Poetry

Only Mercy

August 3, 2015August 2, 2015 Mark Wayne

Sometimes,
in this cruel world
lives don’t seem to matter.
Hearts can be easily broken
while evil crushes lost hopes.
And through it all it seems,
the guilty thrive in a world
where it seems there is
no justice.

Yet wait,
there are those
who rise from the masses
of indifference, greed and pride.
To make that awaited final stand
when hope seems eternally lost.
And when the dark approaches,
the light will shine forever
only mercy.

God, Poetry

Death and Life

July 23, 2015 Mark Wayne

So death where is your supposed sting?
Don’t you see,
you ain’t no big thing.

You were defeated on a hill long ago.
Once and for all,
it was finished just so.

We cry for those who’ve gone before.
In sadness and grief,
to hope we cling all the more.

As angels rejoice and dance joyfully.
In a living hope,
we believe in a life eternally.

Rest in grace by which we are saved.
From deaths grip,
for which the price was paid.

On our behalf he came willingly for us.
Under heavens curtain,
in mercy not judgement we trust.

I wrote this poem quickly tonight after hearing earlier today that a younger cousin of mine had died following her battle with cancer. I believe that physical death is not the end and that there is a living hope by which we can have eternal life. God bless!

Poetry

Clinging to Hope

April 5, 2015April 5, 2015 Mark Wayne

Clinging to hope
we look for rest,
stranded here in the in-between.
What was is gone
and what will be,
seems to come so slowly.

Like a angel
to the father,
forever grounded without wings.
The life we envision
and the life we live,
seems to be miles apart.

Redemption,
is within reach.
Within reach is,
restoration.

Bent over against
life’s strong gales,
searching for the moments grace.
The mercy and love
is there for us,
as we are clinging to hope.

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives

Yahuah is a warrior; Yahuah is His name.

Exodus 15:3

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives

Jesus wept.

He suffered scorn, he was ridiculed and mocked, bruised and beaten. He did not speak against those who mercilessly crucified him and he willingly gave his own life. He was strong, in ways that the world did not and does not understand to this day.

He stood strong against all that was evil and wrong in the world with an unfathomable compassion and love.

He refused to compromise the truth, and yet, when those he loved died he wept. He felt and expressed emotions deeply and lived his life on earth fully as a model for us to follow. If it was good enough for him, it is good enough for me and I refuse to believe or live the enemy’s lie.

What about you, who and what will you believe?

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople #YouMatter

When grace is available to all why do we so easily miss it, for ourselves and others? Why do we so easily fail to see? For in the end there are our lives, our pain and our feelings, that so often only deceive us into believing the lies. Is truth an emotion all on its own?

Please remember,

#YouMatter #LoveChangesPeople #HopeLives #JustBelieve #GraceWins

Condemnation is often, we so easily tell ourselves comes from others. In loud voices they speak; their supposed truth, their belittling words, their self-imposed importance.

Yet the worst vile hypocrisy, and self-mutilating condemnation; that tears us down, that speaks the lies, that raises the doubts. Is not the voices from without, but that one lone voice within.

We listen when we should not, and talk when we should listen. The world and the enemy, others and ourselves, drown out the only true voice. The voice of love and grace, that never speaks of condemnation.

Sometimes, in this cruel world lives don’t seem to matter. Hearts can be easily broken while evil crushes lost hopes. And through it all it seems, the guilty thrive in a world where it seems there is no justice.

Yet wait, there are those who rise from the masses of indifference, greed and pride. To make that awaited final stand when hope seems eternally lost. And when the dark approaches, the light will shine forever only mercy.

Condemnation is often,
we so easily tell ourselves
comes from others.
In loud voices they speak;
their supposed truth,
their belittling words,
their self-imposed importance.

Yet the worst vile hypocrisy,
and self-mutilating condemnation;
that tears us down,
that speaks the lies,
that raises the doubts.
Is not the voices from without,
but that one lone voice within.

We listen when we should not,
and talk when we should listen.
The world and the enemy,
others and ourselves,
drown out the only true voice.
The voice of love and grace,
that never speaks of condemnation.

Sometimes,
in this cruel world
lives don’t seem to matter.
Hearts can be easily broken
while evil crushes lost hopes.
And through it all it seems,
the guilty thrive in a world
where it seems there is
no justice.

Yet wait,
there are those
who rise from the masses
of indifference, greed and pride.
To make that awaited final stand
when hope seems eternally lost.
And when the dark approaches,
the light will shine forever
only mercy.