CHAPTER 1
In Our Last Days (Part 1)
He is disappointed and let down again.
He is talking to us we just cannot hear him.
We were given many blessings, a blessing of life and to care for his world.
One of our blessings was his only son's life to forgive us for our sins.
Our home, earth is a big mess, bigger than we can imagine.
We pollute the air, drugs, crime, rape and all types of violence.
There is a lack of Faith, Belief and Trust.
Man has gone too far, cloning creating without reproduction.
Only one is known to create without reproduction.
Trees blooming in the winter and the seasons are mixed up.
Presidential elections, 911, The Passion of Christ (movie) and Hurricane Katrina.
Our time is shorter than we think and know of.
He is talking to us we just cannot hear him.
H.M. Isom
Quiet And Listen
Close your eyes and intake the silence, you will hear not a soul but you will hear GOD.
You can hear GOD within the silences.
You can hear him without breathing.
You can hear him within your heart.
Open your mind, your soul and your life.
Give it to him and then you can see what you were missing all this time.
Give him your trust, honesty, your love and then you can hear him speak.
You have nothing to lose and all to gain beyond your imagination.
When you listen you will hear, feel and gain peace of mind, body and soul.
When you are quiet with him, you become one with him with love, unconditional love.
H.M. Isom 08/24/15
In My Hands
I opened up my hands I saw my whole life flash in front of me.
I saw myself as a child, so innocent, vulnerable and unaware of life what it can bring.
I saw hurt, pain, sadness, guilt, unforgiven and confusion.
I opened up my hands, I saw myself or a person that looked like me.
I was so different I was with happiness, felt comfort and contentment.
I saw myself smiling, laughing and with love.
I opened up my hands I saw a man, an unknown man. The unknown man was looking down at me.
He asked me to trust in him.
I thought to myself I do not know of this man but.
I can feel his spirit, spirit of trust and love.
It feels okay to trust him, this unknown man but. Who is this unknown man that asked me to trust in him?
I opened my hands once again and saw peace and glory.
H.M. Isom 09/14/05
In My Eyes
You know when GOD is talking to you and you know when Jesus is talking to you.
Jesus voice is deep but soft, it is like a whisper in your ears.
It is like a voice like no other.
You know it is him talking to you.
You cannot see his face yet; you do know it is a man's face but you cannot see it clearly or completely.
You know he is there with you at all times.
GOD voice is so strong, "do as I say, obey me, do as my words say, you will live forever through my son your brother.
Love him, love me and love yourself.
You know it is GOD talking to you, you can feel his voice running through your body, his presence and his love.
Most of all his love, feeling no other can bring. When GOD speaks, you feel like a child again, sitting still in a chair listening and looking up at your parents. GOD talks through your soul and spirit.
Jesus talks through you with all his love from him and GOD.
H>M> Isom 04/03/16
In The Palm Of His Hands
I looked inside his hands and I saw things I cannot explain.
I opened the palm of his hands I saw life, beauty and peace.
A life filled with love and achievement.
A life worth living for filled with silence, warmth, where minds, bodies and souls can rest.
A mind so at peace I wonder how can that be me one day.
I saw in the palm of his hands no hate, war, violence, be trail and so much more evilness.
I saw a world you always dreamt of a world of success, education and unity.
I saw love all in the palm of his hands, so much love I wanted to cry.
I felt the purity of this love that I never felt before.
I saw belief, trust an anointment, felt this spirit of pure love and rebirth.
I looked inside of the palm of his hands and I saw water.
Inside the water of reflections, I saw his face and mine.
H.M. Isom 09/14/05
The Praying World (Part 1 Pray)
We know you are forgiven, we the world come to you on our kneeling knees.
We come to you with our sins, just to name a few of many, hurt, pain and shame.
We come to you our merciful one, one of many times and those that never come to you before.
We come to you their faults and on their behalf.
We come to you with our every drop of our tears with guilt, dishonor and lack of love.
Oh Lord, forgive us for not believing in no other than you, not keeping our faith in you and not loving you.
Forgive us for not obeying your words.
Forgive us for everything we have done, toxics and abuse of your world we rent and lease from you.
Oh Lord, down on our knees we ask for your strength to bring us back to you, fill our heats of love again with your love, guide us to love unconditionally one another again, guide us to lean on your every word, to victory, to glory and to praise you.
Oh Lord, forgive us for judgement, revenge and not obeying your commandments.
Oh lord, humble us, continue to bless us and favor us, Amen.
H.M. Isom 08/28/15
A Child Ask
When was GOD born? GOD was born when Jesus was born.
God made man, we are life that was given to us.
GOD was born when Jesus sacrificed his life for our sins.
GOD was born the day of Calvary, the day Jesus shed his blood for us.
The day Jesus blood fell on earth.
The day GOD shed his tear, tear of completion.
GOD was born the day he became merciful, forgiven and gave us eternity.
GOD lives within Jesus and Jesus lives within us.
GOD lives forever. A Child Ask?
When was Jesus born? On the 25 day of December, the beginning of new life to come and a new era.
On that day it was the most beautiful day ever.
GOD blessed the world with his only son, to forgive us all.
GOD walked the earth through Jesus. A Child Ask?
How does Jesus look? Beautiful, more beautiful than man ever created.
His face glows with beauty that you cannot see his face.
His skin so soft and bright because of his beauty.
His hair so dark, a brown color never seen before, it almost looks black.
Hanging down past his neck, his voice so deep but soft.
As he speaks his voice humbles you, sustains you and endows you.
As you hear and listen, your eyes uncontrolled with tears because of the beauty of his voice.
In his presence makes you feel pure again and reborn again.
His aura makes you feel nothing but love, love that you never felt before.
Feeling full of Hope, Belief and faith.
Your sense of smells enhances like never before and you can smell the oceans miles away.
Your touch like you are touching for the first time in life.
Your body is healed from all that is not of him, surrendered and renewed.
Jesus lives forever.
H.M. Isom 12/24, 25/15
Stand Still
I am the only GOD there is, there is no other, STAND STILL.
You doubt me and your brother, the promise given not enough?
I am first in all you do and have been done.
Do you not love me; do you love yourself?
Do you believe, trust and have faith in me, should I ask of this?
Do you know of my son, your brother, STAND STILL?
If you not know of him seek him first before me, to understand me understand your brother first.
How to seek him he is within you always.
Pray to him, agree with him and love you, yourself.
Seek him in peace, open mind and with an open heart.
Once you seek him you will love yourself, love him and love me.
STAND STILL in the name of Jesus you will pray, AMEN.
H.M. Isom 12/25/15
Give Me Back My Son
My son lives within you; I am waiting for you for that day.
I gave up my mercy.
You are keeping my son from me, not loving him as I love you.
I love you much I gave my son to you.
I talk to you you give me know attention.
You are abusive, verbally, emotionally and physically.
You are out of control once again.
You listen to thy other not of me.
That day will come when you see my son again.
There will be a new life of love for my son from you soon, sooner than you know or think of.
I will tell you when you will see my son again.
As time go on you will see the past in the present.
You will see and feel the anointment, the holy spirit and the glory.
All the sickness, mental illness and madness will unfold come to an end.
You will stop fighting me and give me what is within you, my son. HMI 2/23/08
I Love You From God
I cannot put Jesus back to earth, he was there already Calvary happened for us to unite and for us love each other.
I made a promise that day on Calvary I will always keep my promises.
I only ask of my sons and daughters to love yourselves and to love me.
Love me enough to put me first.
All chaos, hurt, pain and surrender all will disappear. I love my sons and daughters much I gave you Jesus your brother, my son.
I will give you more just love me first.
Give me my glory, your hearts, souls and spirits will lead you to me.
Do not be afraid, I will do no harm, that is not of me.
You desire me, you feel me and hear me.
Let me in I will shine through you and be with you forever.
I love you, I love you my sons and daughters.
This letter to you from your father, GOD. HM Isom
04/09/16
Father Its Me Lucifer
We are at battle constantly, I try to over and over again.
I never give up on trying collecting an army of my own.
Now you have one too many but I will not never stop trying.
I wonder, one day will you feel that I will stop trying one day.
Have I thought of stopping, my anger, my rage and greed is too good to give up to you?
I was your right hand angle. I was the most of all angles.
I glowed for you, was I wrong for trying to learn all your ways and become you?
Father, it is me your forgotten angle.
Lucifer, the one you threw away, you wonder if I shall ever ask for your forgiveness.
You say you love all and forgive all, do you forgive me and love me still?
I am not asking to come back to Heaven.
I just say, Father it is me, Lucifer.
H. M. Isom 02/07/16
Forgive Me Father
Forgive me father I have sinned.
I have disappointed you in so many ways and I am trying.
I am trying to move on not to hold on to no more pain, hurt and greed.
I am working on loving me again, so I can love you more.
Forgive me father I have sworn against; I have used evil words to hurt.
I have broken promises to you, I have sinned in so many ways.
I have been disobedient, all this time and you still love me.
You loved me when I did not love myself.
Forgive me father I have sinned. I did not save myself for marriage.
I have babies and did not marry yet.
I had guilt, bad thoughts of pain to conflict on others in my past.
I have not done my best yet and given you my heart fully yet.
Forgive me father for not believing in you sooner, not having faith and trust in you sooner.
For not leaving all things in your hands and not praying every night.
One point of time not giving thanks and praising your name at all times.
Not seeing you for who you are and being afraid to say your name but not no more.
Forgive me father I'm have sinned.
H. M. Isom 03/31/16
I Wonder
I walk through a meadow of tall grasses, taller than I.
I come to an opening and lay across looking up to the beautiful blue sky white pillow clouds.
In my mind I wonder, what the clouds feel like to touch and to walk on.
Would the clouds feel like a soft heavenly bed to lay on?
Would the clouds feel like a road to walk on that floats?
Floats like a ship on the sea or would it feel like a roaring sea in a storm.
If I lay on the clouds would I see heaven?
Would I see angles or guarding angles looking down on me?
The sky that is blue, is that GOD looking down at us, how do we know how big GOD eyes are?
Could the beautiful blue sky be GOD eyes?
When the sky turns grey, GOD eyes are upset.
When the sky turns white with snow are GOD eyes resting with joy?
What about the seasons, when summer is here, when the sun shine GOD is smiling?
Spring is here when it rains, GOD is crying, when Fall is here when thunder and lighting, GOD is talking with disappointment and when winter is here, when it is cold, GOD is calm, listening and hearing. H. M. Isom 08/24/15
Find My Tears
Overwhelmed I feel but keep pushing on.
Cannot become weak about life issues, have to keep my strength up.
If I break I may not collect myself quick enough care and move on.
If I stay strong than, I will stay full of life, belief and courage to move on.
I get tired at times and feel like screaming at the top of my lungs and crying.
I feel like going somewhere no one knows me and cannot find me.
Cry out a good long cry, I feel like I have cried enough or do not have no more tears left to cry.
Can a person run out of tears, where are my tears?
I feel like a need a good long rest, to rest for days then I will be okay.
After my long rest then I can find my tears, where are my tears, my tears are a no show, where are my tears?
H. M. Isom 04/24/14
In The Eyes Of A Stranger
I wonder what this stranger is thinking?
Where are they going or coming from?
Does this person have a family or someone to go home to?
Does this person even have a home to go home to?
If this person is sick, who comforts them, do they have someone to comfort them?
How did this person get to this point in life, are they tired of not having money to survive?
How can they smile day by day, after asking for money and get rejects at times?
How does this person smile day to day struggling with hunger?
Smile and not able to have a fresh shower and clothes to wear to change into.
How can this person smile happy, comfortable and content with this type of life some have chosen to live?
H.M. Isom 03/16/09
(Part One)
I Am A Black Woman That Don't Want To Be Jugded
I do not want to be judged by the size of my body, hair and face.
So what I do not have a good length of hair, or long enough to lay down my back.
So what I do not have a big body with curves.
So what I do not dress classy with expensive clothes. I may not look like a black curved Barbie doll, but I will tell you what.
I am a black woman that do not want to be judged.
H. M. Isom 11/22/95
The Blackness Of A Black Woman (Part 1) H.M. Isom 11/22/95
We come in all different shapes, sizes and skin tones.
Look at me hair black, curly, and straight falling all down my back.
My eyes so light with colors, my skin so soft and as light as it can be.
My body so curved, petite and trimmed.
I am a black woman but yet asked, what is my race?
Look at me, I have black hair, short length and it may not fall all down my back.
My eyes are brown not no lighter, my skin is dark but not oh so soft.
The color of my skin may not be light as it can be but.
My skin is brown, brown as the color of autumn.
My body not curved, petite but thin.
I am a black woman that do not want to be judged.
Oh, but wait, I have medium hair length, not short, long but alright.
My eyes are dark brown as well not a light color or close to a light color.
My skin is dark so dark, my body not curved, trimmed but thick in the thighs and thick all over.
I will tell you what, I am a thick thigh woman of a black woman that do not want to be judged.
He Shall Show (Part 1)
Everything is so silent and the only thing I can hear is my breathing. Why is the only thing I hear is my breathing? What is going on, I can see everybody talking but cannot hear them. "Hey, Hello, hey hello, I'm right here". What is going on? Where am I, am I sleep still, sleeping through the night?
Wait, who is that, I can hear a voice, a BIG beautiful voice, so amazing. A beautiful face, I cannot describe, I cannot quit see this face. He replies, "You know who I am". I walk a little closer, my eyes filled up with tears of overwhelmed, honor and love. He didn't have to say his name because I knew, as he said. I asked "you choose me, why me, am I still alive"? He replies, "yes, you are among one of many that I visit at times, you are one of many of my father's instruments I use to communicate with at time, when you are listening and hearing, as of now". I just stood still and listened. He speaks, "thy home is broken again, it is in pieces, destroyed with greed, lust, pain and unloved, thy brothers and sisters are at shame, chaos, blood shed, unmerciful to each other, babies, children dying from the hands of their parents and racism still". Our father is talking to thy brothers and sisters, but not listening, hearing and not doing so for him and only him". "There is no other GOD but why are there other GODS, thy world is broken and I have already given my only son, why is history repeating itself, why is the past in the present, forgive and forget, grudges put such pain and time wasted in life, I am merciful, blessings and life itself I give". Your brother will show his face again, on earth fully, by then the hour glass of sand will be empty of the last speck of sand, all will hear my voice and thy face will appear".
H.M. Isom 07/02/15
