Wednesday, June 28, 2017

It's Yours For The Taking...

Why fight the love
That created you?
Why move the opposite direction
You were created for to walk upon?
Why listen to the lies
When He gave you truth?
There are things worth fighting against
And there are things worth giving up
and there are things worth giving into...
Choose your battles
Choose your destiny
For it has already been written;
It is up to you
To allow the enemy
In distraughting the true meaning
Of God's truth in your life...
No one can tell Yahweh what to do
But align their thoughts...
Align their emotions...
And fulfill His love in you
Through living His words,
Asking in prayer
And accepting His gifts of the sacraments
His gifts of the Holy Spirit
His everlasting unconditional love...
What will you do?
What will you choose?
There is only life
When choosing Him.

God bless us all

Mark David Grijalva Peres

Monday, June 26, 2017

Grace Your Life With Divine Purpose

We look but do we see
That which we are to see
For the battles have been won
And we walk amongst the ashes
Fighting ghosts from a past
That we have no business living in
Swords have slaughtered
Bullets have shattered
And you stand there
Swinging your fists
To the very sight of your own shadow
What was lost in the wars
Will no longer rise
Or live again on this plain field
We can look back and admire
The heroes that rose
And those that took the fall
But never dwell, just learn
Our minds do tend to dwell
But that will just cause hell
Here on earth…
Bury the past
It did not last
And birth your thoughts
To the new breeze of today
And prepare it for tomorrow
Never again living in sorrow
Look at what we were meant to see
And never again look
Into the dark shadows
For lies do lie upon the land
It is your choice to take them by the hand
Grace your life with divine purpose
And drop the can of slow death
Fill your heart with joy
And let all the distress go
Today we are here
Yet not promised tomorrow
So learn from yesterday
And grow today
To live a better tomorrow.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

Been There, Now I Am Here

I have seen
I have lived
And been...
But now I am
And must truly live
The way I was meant to
For alone I felt
But never was
He was always there,
I rejected His light.
But now I see
With my eyes closed
His hands that led me
To the place I am
And have the faith
I will reach
His full potential in me
That He has planned.
Lord, hear my heart
Let me be healed
Allow Your Holy Spirit
To reside within my soul
Let me love
With Your love
Let me speak
With Your words
Let me walk
With Your feet.
I am nothing without You
And I love You Lord...

Glory be to God.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

Sunday, June 25, 2017

The End is Our Beginning

In the end
The end has no outlet
We must live it
And not run from it...
We may think
It be the worst...
But anything based on sin
Has no truth
And positive outcome...
Father forgive us
For we do sin
As sinners we were born
While the enemy tugs
At our hearts
By whispering lies
Into our minds...
Don't listen
Don't live the lie
Speak not his poison...
For I have
And it ruins the hearts
Of those around
Today may seem like
An eternity
And we base so much
On things come to past
Yet we must base things
On what is to last...
What last be our God!
He is the only life
Worth living and seeking...
Forgive me
For I was born a sinner
Therefore I have sinned
And today I ask
For the forgiveness
I so desire and need
For in the end
I have lived
What I thought be my end
When it can be my true beginning.
In the name if the Father, the Son &
The Holy Spirit...


Mark David Grijalva Peres

Saturday, June 24, 2017


Originality is but a memory
Or is it our current reality
Do we live day after day
Making the new
Or pacing in steps
Paced in before
Leading to the same old mistakes
Paths were created
In different places
In different times
Leading to destinations
Only knowing the way
But not the complete ending...
Think of🎶 music🎶
Simple notes created
Inspired by the heavens
And angelic voices
Day after day...
Originality lost
In simple noise...
Losing meaning...
Paths distrout...
But the same 🎼musical notes played...
The path of originality is seen best
In life's greatest test...
Shown to us by God himself... Originality...
Born in a stable...
Blessed with loving parents...
Raised as a carpentar...
Walked in paces to make change...
Miracles performed... Healings and deliverance...
Lives changed,  inspiring hope
Sentenced to a grotesque and brutal death...
To be buried, walk through the floors of hell,
To rise once again with the keys
To the gates of hell... To ascend onto heaven...
Living for us through the Holy Spirit
From a stable through eternity... Originality.
No one has been able to copy this...
This is truly copyrighted...
We were asked in the Old Testament
To follow commandments
And in the New Testament
Reminded of the key...
To love one another  Above all God...
His love spoke to us all, and still does...
Orginality... It's not that same old gospel,
Religious song sung...
It is such as a spring of water,
A spring of hope...
That never ends...
And this path begins with Him...
Within Him... And never ceases...
The paths are many...
But one was created to walk upon...
Created by Him... Orginality...
Are we willing to follow...
Or will we make noise out of His perfect
And lost original song.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

Friday, June 23, 2017

Remember Me…

Remember Me...
I was that one
That told you
You could
You said
That you could not
That one time
And plenty before
When you wanted to quit
Pull the plug
And walk away,
I was there cheering you,
Yes, You Can! Yes, You can!
The pain you endured
While living that moment,
Is the point
You will grow in
Or break away
From the life
You are meant to live in…
Nothing comes for free,
Even the air that you breathe
Has a fine process
Before reaching the oxygenation
To your brain
Which makes every thought
Worth the next
In this life
We all live in
Day after day…
Remember me…
I am still here at your side,
Not leaving you
Cheering for your success
Day after day,
Who am I?
Your guardian angel.
Remember always,
I am here.

By Mark David Grijalva Peres

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

A Prayer for Our Brothers and Sisters

Hello my Blessed Mother Mary,

I first of all want to start off by saying that I love you. I am thankful for your example of faithfulness, dedication, and love for our Father who arts in Heaven. I know that you pray for us as we are all your children. For this I am grateful. I come today seeking your prayers for my fallen brothers and sisters who acknowledge God with their lips and not with their hearts. I ask of you prayers for us all to get closer to your son Yeshua. That we will never stop mimicking His love for the lost souls and us all. That we will stop fighting over territory or beliefs. That we will stop killing each others physically, emotionally, psychologically, and spiritually with false teachings, diabolical traits of lucifer himself, and hate. Let us follow Yeshua al the way home and never waiver or look back at our sinful past. Pray for us to look forward and find the riches in our Father's path fir us, not that which the devil offers for only a season. Pray for us to give our pain, sorrow, lust, pride, fear, stubbornness, and own will to God through the Cross on which Yeshua died for us. I am but a man, Blessed Mother, but I put myself first to act upon this prayer for my brothers and sisters to give all to God, as I stare into your eyes. I am weary, I am in pain, I do fear, I am stubborn, I lust, I have sorrow, pride battles my humblest moments, and my fleshly will always wants to overcome the will of God for my life. I ask of the Archangels to help me through each of my spiritual battles and those of the flesh... To battle diabetes, pain,  and the devil himself. I pray for my brothers and sisters who are battling their flesh and losing punch after punch... Archangel Michael, stop the head of the serpent. We need Your reverence Mighty Father. The end times are upon us. Day after days, the lies are taken for truth... And the truth is buried away. The devil thinks he is winning, but the word that became flesh died and rose again and lives forevermore... Yeshua has the keys to the gates of hell and in due time, the devil and his crew of demons will be cast down, locked away, and the saints and angels will celebrate the anticipated victory. We thank You Father God for Your glory, we thank You Yeshua for Your love, we thank You Holy Spirit for Your guidance  we thank you Angels for your protection and dedication of us, we thank you saints for your prayers, and we love you Blessed Mother Mary for embracing us as a whole... Pray for us Blessed Mother Mary now and in the hour of our death.  Blessed be God forever and ever.

Brothers and Sisters join me with a decade of the Rosary for our fallen Brothers and sisters and strength for us all.

Pray one time with me:

Our Father, Who art in heaven
Hallowed be Thy Name;
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Matthew 6:9-13 and Luke 11:2-4.

Pray ten times with me:

Hail Mary, full of grace.
Our Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.

Luke 1:28-35, 42-48.

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen

Inspiration from Above

Monday, June 19, 2017

Third Day

"Nothing At All"

On and On... she goes
Where she stops no one really knows
Everybody's got a problem so it seems and
She ain't afraid of tellin' me
If you can't say nothin' good, don't say nothin' at all

On and On...he goes
Now look who's playin' the fool
Criticizing, telling lies, putting down
ain't you got nothin' better to do?
If you can't say nothin' good, don't say nothin' at all

'Cause I know that there are times in life
When we just can't keep it to ourselves
but to want is not to make it right
We've got to tame our tongue
If you can't say nothin' good, don't say nothin' at all

On and on...we go
playin the game that never ends
I think it's time that we all realize
a broken heart is hard to mend
If you can't say nothin' good don't say nothin' at all
James 3:5-10

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

The Act of Waiting

We wait, we wait, we wait...
So why debate,
Or be filled with hate?
Before we are birthed,
We wait close to nine months...
To later wait to reach that height
And ride the big people rides...
We wait to go to school,
We wait for mom or dad
To get home for work,
We wait to be called,
Get in a line and receive our diplomas...
We wait for that one
We later find to never want to be without...
We wait to see if the altar awaits them both,
We wait for our children to now be born,
We wait at doctor appointments,
We wait for approvals,
That seem forever...
We wait to see the sun,
We wait to admire the moon...
We wait to wear our shorts and chanclas...
We wait while we get that call,
That you got the job...
We wait for payday,
And then the next...
We wait for our children to grow up
And then wish they never did...
We wait for them to leave the home,
And start their own life...
To wish they were still in their rooms.
We wait in traffic,
For that one song to play,
That will make that wait worthwhile...
We wait, we wait, we wait...
As God waits for us to stop living life
Quite wrecklessly... to trust in Him... to live for Him... And wait His Son, our Saviour Yeshuas return...
Until then, we never stop waiting...
But growing and growing,
Yet some live bumping into walls,
Waiting for the misery to stop,
As God waits for us to grab His hand
And live happily, while we wait.
God bless us all, while we live daily,
The act of waiting.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

Saturday, June 10, 2017

It is Over

The past is no joke
But it is over...
It is done...
Nothing left to say,
Simply echoes
From the events that passed,
With nothing more to give
Only if given,
Their ability with your own will
To drag down the happiest moments
Left to live.
Let go, it was never yours to hold on to.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his steadfast love toward those who fear him; 12 as far as the east is from the west, so far does he remove our transgressions from us. 13 As a father shows compassion to his children, so the Lord shows compassion to those who fear him. 14 For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.                                      Psalm 103:11-14

It is Over

The past is no joke
But it is over...
It is done...
Nothing left to say,
Simply echoes
From the events that passed,
With nothing more to give
Only if given,
Their ability with your own will
To drag down the happiest moments
Left to live.
Let go, it was never yours to hold on to.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his steadfast love toward those who fear him; 12 as far as the east is from the west, so far does he remove our transgressions from us. 13 As a father shows compassion to his children, so the Lord shows compassion to those who fear him. 14 For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.                                              Psalm 103:11-14

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Be more like the 'poor widow'

God does not need loud music, concert lights, high tech top of the line instruments, and amazing voices to be praised. He sees our hearts and our will to serve Him. I want to believe, because Jesus Christ was humble, God Himself is humble. I feel He would rather have an off tune, heart felt worship from someone, than what has come nowadays.

Psalm 150

1 Praise ye the Lord in his holy places: praise ye him in the firmament of his power.
2 Praise ye him for his mighty acts: praise ye him according to the multitude of his greatness.
3 Praise him with sound of trumpet: praise him with psaltery and harp.
4 Praise him with timbrel and choir: praise him with strings and organs.
5 Praise him on high sounding cymbals: praise him on cymbals of joy: let every spirit praise the Lord. Alleluia.

It takes me back me back to the scripture on Mark 12:41-44:

41 And Jesus sitting over against the treasury, beheld how the people cast money into the treasury, and many that were rich cast in much.
42 And there came a certain poor widow, and she cast in two mites, which make a farthing.
43 And calling his disciples together, he saith to them: Amen I say to you, this poor widow hath cast in more than all they who have cast into the treasury.
44 For all they did cast in of their abundance; but she of her want cast in all she had, even her whole living.

We go to Mass, church, temple to worship the one true God, praising Him with all that we are, because of Him. We go to be spiritual fed and receive God's guidance; if we want to be entertained, maybe we should go to a cinema, music concert, or ball game. Let give God what belongs to God with our hearts always. Let us be like the poor widow. Amen.

Blessed Father, teach us to be more like Jesus Christ on a daily basis... Dear Shepherd, our Saviour, lead us to Your promise land. Let us not be led astray by the world, as the world continues its best yo take over the church. Amen.

Mark David Grijalva Peres

Friday, June 2, 2017

Lord Help Us See

We can try sweeping things under the rug
But this does not mean
Anyone will ever find out…
You can fool some people
But no all the time,
Especially yourself.
You must see yourself in the mirror
When no one else is looking
And how will you tell yourself
There is no dirt underneath that rug
Lies will never last,
The truth always slips out
From under that rug…
No matter how well you think
You swept things under that rug…
Get the sweeper tray
Get that broom
And sweep on that dirt onto that tray
Throwing away the dirt
To never have to deal with it again…
Don’t live in doubt
Don’t live in shame
No one is to blame
But the sweeper.
As my co-worker always told the kids
We work with… “Make good choices!”

Mark David Grijalva Better