ROMANS SIX: Fourteen SAYS:   The Lie that sin is, should not be able    to control or dominate me, because the Law that says:    I must do or I’ll die, is already paid, I read.   Am I sitting in a prison   that has no walls? What’s standing is only a Door?   Then, there’s nothing that I shouldn’t be able to do.    So, What am I sitting here for?   The Majestic handleless Door,    will open at my call... Yet, I sit inside until I see,   all that I’ve asked in front of me; Therefore, I see nothing at all.   I have a document stating,    that I am divorced from me; It’s also written for me to see,    that I am totally free; Because I’m no longer one    with that other controlling old man; It states right here that I am free    to be married to who I Am.    As I sit and think about what is right, You show me a story beyond my sight:   I’m sitting in prison,    yelling out through the Door, all of the words   that You’ve heard before;   If I don’t stand to my feet    and join You outside, I’ll stay in this prison    until the day that I die.   But, I’m already dead    and I don’t have to wait; Then, join Me outside    or you’ll never escape.   How can I be presented to You?    Don’t I first have to clean up my act? Do you want to stay there    and embalm the dead man? I already took care of that.   Don’t ever believe Religion’s lies    that keep telling you that you are not justified...                                                                                        Or worse, that the power of My Love    won’t transform My beautiful bride that they’ve    ravished and torn.   Stand up!  Get your new butt    up off from that floor; Come here to Me!    Walk right through that Door   and I will show you    what Love has done; We’ll bring forth the fruit    of The Holy One!   You think I mean Me;    But I’m speaking of you; What Love’s power has done    and will continue to do.   Every time I catch a glimpse of    Your vision, that You have done for me,    There’s always a voice to remind me of my responsibility.   The only response that I want you    to see, Is Us walking in My ability.                   I really will come inside of you,    so that you’ll know you are divorced; More real than that dead man              ever experienced, in your past actions of intercourse.   This will get all kinds of re-action    from the one’s that are still in prison; But, not you, My love, because    I know you believe that a new creation has risen.   The one’s that are talking,    that are in the next stall, can’t see with your eyes    that there’s really no wall.   They’ll try to get you    to mourn the dead man; But you come with me    and I, too, know you can.   My intent for them,    as soon as they’ll hear, is to come out with Me,    where there are no things to fear.                                                            They don’t know how    to receive such a gift: That they already are new creations;    Their demands are: There’s fruit or it’s really not true;    A high form of great condemnation!    Oh, We will have fruit;    coming directly from Me; A fact that their working    won’t let them see.   So they try to keep you    in prison with them and pervert My Words    to the demands of men.   Block your ears, My love    to all that they say; It’s time to get on with    Our wedding day.   As you throw the bouquet,    perhaps one will catch it; But you leave that outcome to Me; Your only reminder to anyone else;    Is that I’ve made them completely free!