Released from the Net

After a personal week of silence and in a dry place,

Truth broke through revealing the Light!


“If not depression,

This must be deception.

Stealing my joy,

Claiming the day.

Going about “like a lion”

Having its say.


Go away nasty nagger,

I’m tired of hearing from you.

Screaming nonsenses,

Repeating regrets;

Snagging my foot in

The “snare of the fowlers net”.


Release the grip

On my Joy;

Not another minute

Playing your toy.


I’m claiming my


In this season of


Speaking the




Name of Jesus,

For He conquered darkness

And puts all evil to flight!”


“Our soul has escaped as a bird

From the snare of the fowlers;

The snare is broken, and we

Have escaped.” Psalm 124:7 NKJV


“Be sober, be vigilant;

Because your adversary the devil

Walks about

Like a roaring lion,

Seeking whom he may devour.

Resist him,

Steadfast in the faith…” 1 Peter 5:7-8 NKJV


“Though he falls, he will not be overwhelmed,

Because the LORD holds his hand.” Psalm 37:24 HCSB


“Then Jesus spoke to them again:

“I AM the Light of the world.

Anyone who follows Me will never

Walk in the darkness

But will have the light of life.”

John 8:12 HCSB

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Photo captured by denisebalog©2017

His Garment Sweep – The Woman on the Street – Capernaum Part Seven “4”

The last of The Woman on the Street of our walk about the neighborhood of Capernaum.

This poem was written when I woke one morning after a dream where I was missing “teeth”. Feeling a bit down, I ponder the dream and its meaning in the midst of writing this mini series of Jesus going about the neighborhood of Capernaum.

Once again, thank you my WP neighbors for always welcoming a fellow neighbor back…even if we are missing a “tooth” or two.

“Right here on “Joyless” street;

There’s a hole in the smile of all my things neat.”

Reaching to touch His garment sweep.

The “blue” was from the cerulean mussel, the rare color was used to dye the tassels. This prayer shawl is an example only of what the “woman” would have been reaching to touch on Jesus’s hem.

From sickness to health;

Darkness to Light;

From everything wrong,

To everything right.


At the place where

He turned my smile to bright!

Healing is found in

His wings were we meet,

Between “Joyless” and

“Joyful” Street!”


 “The Sun of Righteousness shall arise

With healing in His wings…”

Malachi 4:3 NKJV



Poem by denisebalog 2017

Photo of the Sea of Galilee captured in 2011 by denisebalog


Having Heard – The Woman on the Street – Capernaum Part Seven “1

It has taken me two weeks to mull over the story of the Woman on the Street of Capernaum. I hope you don’t mind joining me  for a day or two as we watching her miracle unfold.

Would the woman with the “issue of blood” having heard about Jesus, used her last coins to go by boat to Capernaum?

Located on the other side of the Lake from Capernaum, is the City of Tiberias, a major Roman town known for its warm springs used for healing. Did she hear about Jesus there? Could she have used the last of her coins to pay the entrance tax to look for the Man in Capernaum?

Could someone have told her whose house He was staying, or did she just follow the crowds while she walked the streets of Capernaum.


“When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment.” Mark 5:27 (NKJV)

Jesus would have worn something similar to this as His prayer shawl. The tassels is also known as the “wing” as in Malachi 4:2 “healing in its wings.”

Breaking the Law, she pressed in to touch the hem of His garment, Jesus turning spoke the words she longed to hear…

Photos captured by denisebalog 2011 – 2014©

Restoring Oil

“The pain subsides,

In passing time.

New day dawns,

Restores the oil.”


“Therefore we do not lose heart.

Even though our outward man is perishing,

Yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.”

2 Corinthians 4:16 NKJV


Poem by denisebalog©2017

Image – Google Search

Recovering Tears


“To recover at

Your feet Lord.

Tears held back,

Feel so sweet.

Let them flow,

Let them flow.

My broken heart

Only You do know.

Recovering at Jesus’ feet.

For He loves much.”


“…and she began to wash His feet with her tears.” Luke 7:36 NKJV


“You…put my tears into Your bottle.” Psalm 56:8 NKJV


Poem by denisebalog©