Krissy Mosley Ministries

“The peace that passeth all understanding” and grace to make you feel like home

Country roads are fields with stillness, the most- merciful trees

and though I’ve kept myself hidden in thunderous clouds.

Lampshades are burning and streets light make its final hum.

From the days of fading pictures, laundry on the kitchen table, kids, roaming backward stepping over all the cracks.

Do you want cereal for breakfast? Or heat up that leftover apple pie.

I answer only to steal away the sorry, of the something we left behind.

Dusting off the old table, trickling tears of love. I hear mama, like God,

and she said it’s alright anyhow.

There are days I wish to see it, hold all those lives in my hands, me and mama

God, glue us all together, pasty, smashed hearts still waiting for love.  still crawling through the darkness, still breathing in the country stale-cold air, and knowing all along this is home.~Kindness sis Krissy

often down the road of memory
traveling to questions. I won’t know the answers.
Take one…

millions of millions
filled with discretion.

their smiles are down
twisted, contorted versions
of themselves

sanctuary, primarily
seated in confined spaces.

take two…
Life is so darn-humbling
transforming pain into
journey- made

turning water to wine
blind man to see
leopards are walking to Jesus

tell me, all that I am
if we go, who’s to say
and if we stay…

Raise me from the dead
rolling away stone

Take three
God and the father,
Holy Spirit,

Take me
put it all right,
something I can’t see

a heart will grow
a spirit to believe,
and it all works out in the end
and it all works out in the end~Kindness sis. Krissy

The smallest moment is trying, and knowing that’s enough.

Finally, we rolled up the sky’s
wicked covering,
something innate and beautiful
take a look around,

sense a rubbery bane,
played amongst the youngest pup

What’s a star if there’s no shine?
What’s a sky if there’s no sampling?

a whiff of cold baby-fresh air
bare her wit against the widest stone
take a long- wild look around

know your own existence
translucent- temple pouring
out her love~krindness sis. Krissy

there’s a world falling apart,

Deep are the present moments, they remain clear

lightly touched are the eyes that hold them

smudge by the fragrance like cotton’ deeply marked secrets

sought out thoroughly by the mind

the heart to hear it moan, its’ peep

and silence to lure back its’ souls

where the wondering first began

1% miracles

95% frivolous things

2 of them, dreams of a better future

1 more for the ways things were

none but none have yet to be

the present and the moment still

untold ~Kindness sis. Krissy

When you feel, there is no one.
God is.

as if the morning sun walked right up to you.
leaning on your shoulder. Pulled in a gentle breeze.

cleared a path for you to follow.
tapping crystal waters,
see the tabernacles of the sky.
the journey of no suffering.

God is the temple…

holding eternity in one hand.
the peace of humanity in the other.
the elder brother to guide,

savor a moment of embrace.
all else will fade away.
all else will fade away.~kindness sis. Krissy

My abundance story, every- non-material thing is supplied. Well-being: is sustainable, guiding, love throughout life.

When stillness enters I have no need to contemplate the future. Worrying over a false sense of something that hasn’t taken place. “Be.” I hear in a soft whisper. Rising out of chaos in my head.

On the first try, my eyes closed but my mind speeds up. Thinking harder about my past choices even the most vulnerable ones. My mind says to me. “Your not ready are you?”

I hollered back “yes I am. Yes, I can be,” but I have a habit of shaking my legs from time to time when I’m sitting down. So the mind is right, okay maybe not right now.

“Be still.”  The voice comes in a little more, quiet. The room fades back. Sensing the light breaking through – black and white curtains.

I couldn’t hear the rest,  I believe it was the presence of God. Quieting -things, that consumes… The talk with God. To hear his voice so near. “God is”. And in that space that can’t be defined, we are drawn for the renewal of the light that burns us into beings in this world. And prepares us for worlds to come.

“Be still and know..” well we know the rest~kindness sis. Krissy