Not From A Distance

If I can be honest, this verse and circumstance of Moses have always been frightening to me. How could Moses do all of those great things in the Lord, meet God face to face, have such awesome faith and still not make it into the promised land? His anger and his unholy act towards God cost him the promised land. He could only view it from a distance.

That same day the Lord said to Moses, “Go to Moab, to the mountains east of the river, and climb Mount Nebo, which is across from Jericho. Look out across the land of Canaan, the land I am giving to the people of Israel as their own special possession. Then you will die there on the mountain. You will join your ancestors, just as Aaron, your brother, died on Mount Hor and joined his ancestors. For both of you betrayed me with the Israelites at the waters of Meribah at Kadesh in the wilderness of Zin. You failed to demonstrate my holiness to the people of Israel there.
Deuteronomy 32:48‭-‬51 NLT
https://bible.com/bible/116/deu.32.48-51.NLT

According to GotQuestions.org, “first, Moses disobeyed a direct command from God. God had commanded Moses to speak to the rock. Instead, Moses struck the rock with his staff. Second, Moses took the credit for bringing forth the water. Notice how in verse 10 Moses says, “Must we [referring to Moses and Aaron] bring you water out of this rock?” Moses took credit for the miracle himself, instead of attributing it to God. Third, Moses committed this sin in front of all the Israelites. Such a public example of direct disobedience could not go unpunished. Fourth, it seems that God had intended to present a type of Christ in this circumstance. The water-giving rock is used as a symbol of Christ in 1 Corinthians 10:4. The rock was struck once in Exodus 17:6, just like Christ was crucified once (Hebrews 7:27). Moses’ speaking to the rock in Numbers 20 was to be a picture of prayer; instead, Moses angrily struck the rock, in effect, crucifying Christ again.http://www.gotquestions.org/Moses-promised-land.html

And for that Moses was not allowed to go into the promised land. His resentful anger, pride, and disobedience rerouted him from what God had for him.

How many times have we come close to our breakthroughs and promised lands only to view it from a distance. It is like chess. We have to be careful how we move.

The sin and ungodliness, the lack of surrender, the diversionary battles, the fear, the doubt can all hinder us or cost us a move or win on our board of life. It could delay us and cost us some time and impact of those around us. It doesn’t mean God doesn’t love us, can’t save us, or that God won’t deliver us. We now have Jesus as our mediator and His blood as the seal of our new covenant. However, there are times God will let us face our consequences like any other parent. He will say “no, you can’t go. Not this time.”

God has kept us and covered us from the perils of life. He has loved and still loves us unfailingly. He desires the best and wants the best for us. He desires relationship and joy between Him and us. He wants us to succeed and to fulfill our destinies. He wants us to enter into our promised lands. Don’t let fear, pride, resentment, anger, lack of surrendering to Him, unforgiveness, disobedience and doubt, sin and lack of holiness keep us out of them.

I dont want to view my promised land from a distance. No way! I am going in in Jesus’ name with Him leading the way. But first, forgive me Lord for my pride, disobedience, fear and sin that have kept me from pursuing you and help me to seek ye first the kingdom of God and Your righteousness.

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The Feat of the Defeated

This week, a brief conversation with a stranger that began with an inquiry for change inspired this very post. After giving him the change, this conversation subsequently shifted to about God from me singing a praise song. “You are perfect in all of Your ways. You are perfect in all of Your ways, to us. You’re a good, good Father. It’s who You are. It’s who You are. It’s who You are, and I’m loved by You. It’s who I am, It’s who I am. It’s who I am.”

The stranger asked me about what I was singing. “I was praising God,” I said.

“You love God?” the stranger asked.

I told him yes.

Are You Being Consumed By The World Around You?

He replied that he too loved God and used to read the bible, but that he didn’t have time anymore to read the Bible. He basically said he didn’t have time anymore to read the Word because the world had consumed him. In fact, it did look like he was being consumed, but I did not judge. I remembered that God warned me not to let the world around me consume me.

Are you being consumed by the world around you? For some it may be drugs. Some it may be seemingly less harmful than that but still hindering our quality of life and relationships. For me it is distractions and busyness. What is consuming you?

Moreover, I told him that the reason he gave for not reading God’s Word and this particular time [we are living in] is all the more reason to press in to reading the Word of God. I also shared that he should still read it no matter if he feels like he didn’t deserve God [God’s love] or not. The fact is Jesus died for us all and He loves us unconditionally.

And remember that yourself.

But God!

We all have fallen short this week, and last week, and the week before last. Trying to get the help my mom needs after being injured had left both of us, mom and me, frustrated and me short of patience. I know I failed quite a few tests this week with two C’s (cussing and complaining). Maybe you too have regrets about how you handled some things this week? Maybe you had a much more difficult test to pass? Maybe you have been feeling unloved or unworthy for awhile because of life circumstances, others, or childhood incidents? And our enemy, the devil, sometimes sends these circumstances and experiences as attacks on our self esteem and souls to hinder us from seeing ourselves the way God does and from moving in our purpose. After all, how can you fulfill what God has called you to do if you do not walk in His authority and identity?

Maybe a lot has been going on with your family, like with my family? You have been pressing in prayer and reading God’s word but feel flabbergasted as to why things are not going right and one bad thing after the other is happening to you all. Maybe your dreams are not coming to fruition? Maybe you had to let that dream die to surrender it all to Him and have been getting tired of waiting. Yet, you are watching everyone enjoy their successes. Maybe you are in over your head in debt and are worried you will not be able to pay your bills and debts? Be encouraged though and do not feel defeated. In life there will be trials and tribulations. But God!

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33 NIV

Maybe you have been sick and expecting God to restore your health? Maybe you are struggling to let go of a sin, a habit, or a relationship, etc. and are in desperate need of God’s grace and deliverance? Maybe you are experiencing depression, stress or overwhelming fear but you know God did not give you a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind. Maybe your marriage or children are in trouble? You have been praying for help to endure and for you to surrender them in God’s hands but still no change. Do not feel defeated. Trust God.

Maybe you are young and have had an awful start in life? Maybe they said you will never be anything? But you know deep down there is more to you and your life than they can see, even you can see?

Feat of the Defeated

Don’t let the devil make you feel defeated, unloved or even a lost cause. That is his portion, not yours.
Pray some more. Pray in faith and pray God’s Word and strategies. Believe that He can and let no circumstances move you to the realm of doubt. Take every thought captive and make it obedient to Christ Jesus. Fight and fight the good fight of faith. Release every area of your life to the Lord and get God’s perspective, value, and instructions in every area. Go after the Lord and allow Him to feel your heart with substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things unseen.

God’s children are not defeated. Jesus won the war for us, and every battle within the war is already provided for and Jesus will also win those. Step out of the way, trust God, and remember You are already on the winning team!

As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, 2 in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. Ephesians 2:1-2

We are now new creations in Christ, those who believe and have received the salvation of our Lord & Savior, Jesus Christ. When the devil tries to bring up our past and forecast our future, let us remind him that he has already been defeated and he has no other chance, destination, or opportunity but down. He wants you to feel defeated and take on the position of a defeated being. But you can not believe his lies or try on his deception.

The feat of the defeated is surrender, surrendering every area of our lives to God. It is also responding to as well as accepting the unfailing and unconditional love of God. Be of good cheer and remember that you are not defeated. Even during the storms and rustling winds can you survive with Jesus by your side, the engulfing of His presence, and within the perimeters of His grace.

Trust God and Set The Captive Free,

Tannika Moore

When A Still Life Moves

I was an Art & Design major in college before I changed to English. It was during this time I learned about still life. I remember eying a bowl of fruit neatly propped up on its stand trying to capture its essence, its simplicity, beauty, and shadows.

A Still Life is a work of art displaying objects such as flowers, fruit, a vase, a skull, etc. These tangible objects are still and lifeless but express liveliness and simplicity in its form of art.

Thinking of ideas for poems, my experience with this work of art would later lead me to the following title, When A Still Life Moves. What happens when a still life moves and what or who gives it the life it needs to no longer be still?

Jesus is our life giver. If the same power that raised Him from death lies within every believer, then we too have been raised and positioned with Him. We are no longer the still lives. We have been enabled to move and fulfill our destinies as one and as individuals.

Read When A Still Life Moves from my first book, Setting The Captive Free.

When a Still Life moves,

God’s work of art no longer stands still

It is revived and alive to the touch

Its spirit, you can feel.

It is lifted and free

Motivated and able to breathe

It is patient and knows when to yield

For it has learned to be still.

When a Still Life moves,

It enters a new season

It has discovered its purpose

And embraced the Creator’s reason.

It changes the nature of the picture

Its colors become richer.

When a Still Life moves,

It gives a new meaning to the space it occupies

It is not limited or bound to one site.

It follows its heart and allows its imaginations to take flight

A Still Life begins to move with time

And can no longer be simply defined.

It moves past the fears and the doubts

It perseveres and knows what it is about

The light doesn’t just shine upon it but through it

And it attracts Life to it.

When a Still Life moves,

Its laughter is like a bouquet of joy

Its smile is like a child who is fixed upon a new toy

It lives each day renewed

When a Still Life moves

True existence and living we choose.

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To purchase Setting The Captive Free poetry book visit: https://stcfpoetrybook.com/setting-the-captive-free-poetry-book/

My 90’s Faves

🎵🎧🎵I love music and one of my favorite music eras is the 90s, New Jack Swing, real sangin’, the group’s era. So, since it is my birthday tomorrow–well in 33 mins–let me share some of my favorite songs. 
1. Never Lie by Immature

2. I Wanna Be Down by Brandy

3. I Like the Way (The Kissing Game) by HiFive

4. Jump by Kris Kross

5. Real Love By Mary J. Blige

6. Gotta Be by Jagged Edge

7. Tribute to a Woman by Ginuwine

8. One In A Million by Aaliyah

9. Always Be My Baby by Mariah Carey

10. If I Ever Fall in Love By Shai

11. Don’t Take It Personal by Monica

12. We Can’t Be Friends by Deborah Cox and RL

13. Beauty by Dru Hill

14. Make It Hot by Nicole Wray

15. Unbreak My Heart by Toni Braxton

16. Be Encouraged by William Becton

17. No Weapon by Fred Hammond

18. Keep Ya Head Up by Tupac

19. I Like Your Smile by Shanice

20. Scream by Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson

21. Soon As I Get Home by Faith Evans

22. What About Your Friends by TLC

23. His Eye is on The Sparrow by Lauryn Hill and Tanya Blount

24. Addicted Love By BeBe & CeCeWinans

25. Juicy by Notorious B.I.G

26. My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion

27. Go Up Yonder by Walter Hawkins and Love Counter

28. Let’s Chill by Guy 

29. Tell Me What You Want Me To Do by Tevin Campbell

30. Forever My Lady by Jodeci. JVideo

31. Can You Stand The Rain by New Edition. NEVideo

32. You’re Always On My Mind by SWV. SWVVideo

33. Silver & Gold by Kirk Franklin and The Family. KFVideo

34. Keep On Walking by CeCe Peniston. CPVideo

35. Doo Wop by Lauryn Hill. LHVideo

36. Brenda’s Got A Baby by Tupac. TVideo

37. I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston. WHVideo 

Tannika’s Free Writing & Flash Fiction: Flash From The Past 4

Welcome to my new series where I will be free writing and writing flash fiction to have fun, to regain my discipline as a frequent writer, and to stretch and strengthen my writing skills.

This is an old story I originally wrote during college, years ago, for my creative writing class. It is a fictitious, urban story that came from I don’t remember, but it was fun to write. Editing and few changes were made prior to publishing here.

Jackey and The Stranger at The Bus Stop Pt 4

“My name is Kenneth,” said the stranger as he walked onto the blue and grey bus just as the driver opened the doors. Jackey looked both ways. Desmond’s car was nowhere in sight. So she decided to get on the bus before it took off. Jackey sat at the front of the bus. Kenneth sat across from her.

“What’s up with your ride?” he asked. “You are too pretty to be stood up.”

“You ask so many questions.” Jackey shook her head and laughed.

“Would I freak you out if I ask for your number?”

“Yes stranger.”

“Let me give you mine then. Trust me, I’m no freak, just a fool for letting my supervisor talk me into getting this shift.”

Jackey laughed.

“See I’m making you laugh.”

It had been a week after Jackey had been stood up. She would not talk to Desmond. Jackey ignored his calls and instead she would call Kenneth. Maybe it was because she and Desmond had become just as much as strangers as her and Kenneth was.

Maybe it was because Kenneth made her laugh or because he was different from Desmond, from his looks to personality. Kenneth worked a steady job at a shipping company and didn’t seem to have a problem with it except for sometimes working late at night to the early morning. He wasn’t a thug. He was more open and they would talk for hours on the phone. He had plans, not just goals. He had plans to save enough money to take criminal justice classes at a local college. But so he said.

Although Jackey liked Kenneth, she still thought about Desmond. A month went by and they hadn’t talked. Desmond had stopped calling after awhile. Jackey was busy with voice and dance practice, classes, and styling hair. She and Kenneth only went out once for pizza. They talked on the phone but not as often as they did after they first met, and sometimes Jackey would ride the bus with him.

One night after cleaning and locking up the salon, Jackey turned down rides from Sandra and Brian. She walked outside to the bus stop at 9:50. Kenneth was not there standing under the dim light. She glanced down the street. The streets were quiet. Pieces of paper were flying back and forth in the Chicago winds. The salon was closed, locked and dark. The store was open but there seemed to be no life near it except for Jackey and the clerk tucked away behind the counter inside the old store. Jackey turned back around facing the streets and flipped open her phone. It read 9:55.

Maybe he’s running late again, she thought.

She heard the old convenient store’s door creak and shut. She saw a shadow appear upon the ground next to her. She turned her head around to see a silhouette of a man in a black leather jacket.

She smiled.

“Kenneth.”

The stranger stepped forward.

To her dismay, Desmond stepped from out of the dim light with both hands in his pants pockets just looking. His head was cocked to the side. His eyebrows raised and his eyes were sharp and penetrating.

“Is that his name?” asked Desmond. He reached into his coat. Startled by Desmond, Jackey looked worried. Desmond was quiet. Jackey took a step backward. Desmond pulled out his cell phone that was vibrating. He looked up at Jackey’s face and scrunched up his eyebrows. “You thought I was gone hurt chu. I just wanted to talk to you. You weren’t answering my calls. I heard you were talking to this other guy. I even saw you out with him at the pizza place.”

Bright lights slowly covered Desmond and Jackey as the bus came rolling and rocking down the street. “Hold that bus,” shouted a man running down the street towards Jackey, Desmond and the bus. It was Kenneth and he noticed Jackey. She stood in shock as he approached her and Desmond.

The bus stopped right in front of them. Kenneth made it to the bus. He stopped alongside Jackey but she said nothing. She was embarrassed for some reason. Desmond watched both with his head still cocked to the side, his cell phone in his hand. He and Kenneth wore the same black leather jacket. Kenneth walked onto the bus, paid his fare, and took a window seat in the rear of the bus. His eyes locked into Desmond’s eyes as the bus took off. Jackey turned and watched the bus go down the street.

She was going to tell Kenneth that she wanted him and her to just be friends.

“Why didn’t you get on the bus with him?” asked Desmond.

“I didn’t want to. Tonight I was gone tell him we should just be friends anyway.”

“And us?” asked Desmond.

“Are you ready to talk? asked Jackey.

“You’re the one who been ignoring my phone calls. Are you?”

“Yes.”

“Can I take you home then?” Jackey looked him up and down. He smiled that same smile that softened his rough features. “Yeah,” she said almost in a whisper. How come you didn’t pick me up that night?” she asked curiously.

“Honestly,” he said. I went into the house round ten to grab my hat and some music I had been working on. I wanted you to hear it. Someone broke into my apartment. They took everything even my music equipment. I was so damn mad that me and Chris were driving round trying to find my stuff and who took it. Then we got pulled over by the po pos who were looking for who robbed the currency exchange. I told them I’m looking for the people who took my stuff. And if it was those same ones, they better find them first.”

“Man, I’m sorry Dez,” said Jackey.

“I’ve been thinking about what you said about my brother and those promises I made.” Desmond said as if those very promises had just rushed back to his mind. She put her left arm around his back and her hand on his chest. He put his arm around her waist and his hand on her hip. She leaned in closer. She knew she had to apologize to Kenneth, but right now she wanted to make things right with Desmond.

Hope you have enjoyed Jackey and The Stranger at The Bus Stop

Please feel free to leave feedback.

Tannika’s Free Writing & Flash Fiction: Flash From The Past 3

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Welcome to my new series where I will be free writing and writing flash fiction to have fun, to regain my discipline as a frequent writer, and to stretch and strengthen my writing skills.

This is an old story I originally wrote during college, years ago, for my creative writing class. It is a fictitious, urban story that came from I don’t remember, but it was fun to write. Editing and few changes were made prior to publishing here.

Jackey And The Stranger At The Bus Stop Pt. 3

It was a week after Jackey and Desmond’s argument. On a particular night, Sandra, Brian and Jackey cleaned and locked up the shop. Brian and Sandra walked to their cars ten feet from the bus stop. “You sure you don’t need a ride,” asked Brian.

“Desmond is on his way. I’ll see you Tuesday.” Jackey watched the two get in their cars and she went and stood next to the white and blue bus sign. Jackey and Desmond had not broken up, and in fact they had had arguments before but never anything major. Yet, Desmond did not apologize to Jackey and he promised he would pick her up from work like he always did.

And as always, Desmond took his time like he did down their high school hallways. Jackey was leaning on the sign’s pole. She flipped open her cell phone. It was 10:50. The only lights came from the street lights and the dimly lit old convenient store. She let out a deep breath and sighed. She was going to go back into the shop. She had the key and was starting to feel the chills after waiting in the cold.

“What time does this bus come,” asked a startling voice from behind her. Jackey quickly turned around. Her medium long black hair with plum colored streaks flapped against her face. She hadn’t noticed the stranger standing against the old convenient store next to the salon.

The store was so old that the signs were missing letters and the door had chipped paint. The light over the door and inside the store was so dim that if it wasn’t for the street lights, there wouldn’t be enough light to guide customers into the old store.

The stranger stood in the shadows under the dim light waiting for an answer.

“I think it came at 10:30,” said Jackey.

“I’m already running late,” the man said. He bent his leg and put his feet up on the store’s brick wall. He flapped his hand against the bent leg’s thigh.

Jackey squinted but couldn’t see the man’s features clearly.

“Why didn’t you get a ride with your friends?” the stranger asked.

“I’m waiting for my own ride,” said Jackey. “By the way, do I know you?” she asked defensively.

“Late huh?” he asked ignoring her defensive attitude. You know it’s not good for you to be out here by yourself at night.”

“I know and why you bothered by it anyway,” Jackey said rolling her eyes. She didn’t mean to be hostile but the stranger was right. She didn’t need to be out here at night talking to God knows who and waiting for Desmond.

“Just concerned,” said the stranger.

As the bus finally neared, the stranger who was wearing a brown work uniform and black leather jacket stepped forward out of the dim light. He was a clean cut guy and wore a haircut that looked as if it was freshly cut. His eyes were dark brown and shiny. His eyebrows and cheekbones rose up when he smiled. His mouth formed a crooked but pleasant smile. Jackey was taken by surprise and she smiled back.

To Be Continued….

Faith it Through

This poem/prayer is dedicated to those who may be suffering from anxiety. I understand how hard it grips you and how as a result you feel hopeless. God sees our tears and He can erase all of our fears. Trust Him. 

Mountain of anxiety be lifted up
And thrown into the sea
And Don’t come back with more fear
To terrorize me.

Body, and mind, and spirit too
Believe that God can deliver you
And Be healed by His stripes
Tired of these attacks
I’m losing my strength to fight.
But I’m not turning back

God, hear me and let my tears fall at Your feet
Anchor my faith in You
And let Your healing wells run deep.

You did not give me a spirit of fear,
But of power, love, and a sound mind
You have not left me, nor forsaken me
You are right here.
And every thing will be fine.

So Lord, I praise You even in the valley
I praise You even though it’s hard
I praise You with the queasiness in my belly
I praise You for what I can’t see naturally
I praise You in advance
For complete healing and the unwavering faith stance

That I will have joy in the morning,
I will rest in You,
I will be delivered from all my fears,
I will continue on with hope and a future penned by You,
And I will survive today and continue to faith it through.

In Jesus’ name, amen.
Love,

Tannika