"The Blowing Winds of God, (Continuing Story)."

As I continue to walk in You
and become more aware of
Your Majesty...

The more I feel like, Blowing
Winds, desires in Your Spirit,
compelling me to do things
that I once, never would

And, to not do things that I
used to so readily, give into

Such as, compulsions within
to reach-out to those who are
hurting and in need...

I now feel this more and it's as
though, I'm bleeding

Or like when I used to watch
men fight, for entertainment or
even because they had with
each other, become angry and
I felt myself excited and working
into a frenzy at watching this
irrational, violent display...

Contrarily, now I feel sadness
and remorse and want to run
to them and say, "Stop, We're
all of One Blood and Brothers;
Do not Commit this Sin against
Yourselves, and, Do not Let this
be Your Recourse,"

Or, even as I used to be like a
wolf on the prowl when with my
friends, we'd go out and anything
we saw was like a prize, to be
conquered, (everybody knows
what I'm talking about), and set
on our list of accomplishments...

And, it was a double-edged sword
because if we didn't, then our egos
felt smashed and embarrassed
and being home alone was the
object of unabashed ridicule

But now, Your Divine Influence
within has Changed me from
that mentality and from that
kind of man who objectifies
and degrades women and makes
me look on them with Purer eyes
and as creatures of Your Creation,
also with Purpose and lives that
are to be Respected and Honored,
as You remove from my heart
perverse desires and from me, the
lust of the eyes

All these things, and more You are
Cleansing and Purging from me
with Your Desire, which is as a
Fire that burns away the old,
corrupted nature, as I am Changed
more into Your Glorious and
Beautiful Image, Oh Adonai

As Your Pure Winds blow into my
being, Oh God, I am transformed
more into Your Holiness and feel
the, old me dying and fading away

1 John 3:1-3,

1 Behold, what manner of love the
Father hath bestowed upon us,
that we should be called the sons
of God: therefore the world knows
us not, because it knew him not.
2 Beloved, now are we the sons of God,
and it doth not yet appear what we
shall be: but we know that, when he
shall appear, we shall be like him; for
we shall see him as he is.
3 And every man that hath this hope in
him purifies himself, even as he is pure.