The Press (The Process with Purpose)

By Geleeta Yvette Poe

ARE YOU READY FOR GOD'S BEST?

THE PROCESS EVOLVES THROUGH "THE PRESS"!

The Press (The Process with Purpose) is a narrative using simple imagery to reach absolute truth. While having an elementary undertone, the message conveyed is significant. It begins with an illustration of a "grape" in a vineyard chosen to take a journey. After surviving many transitions in life, it surmised that it had reached its pinnacle. 

At its happiest moment, (the grape) is thrown into the "winepress." Without a full understanding of the Keeper's plan, it categorizes its treatment as cruel punishment. Upon receiving assurance that "the process" is not meant to kill, but to build, not to break, but to make, it finally accepts that "this process" has a purpose!

The process involves pulling, pushing, pruning, plucking, and pressing so we can be God's masterpiece, bearing much fruit and fulfilling His will! 

An excerpt from The Press (The Process with Purpose):

No matter how hard ‘The Press' becomes, I'm here in the midst.

Applying pressure brings forth what I'm after; purposed to get, I insist.

"The Press" is ordained and charged to ‘squeeze' out the real substance-the inner core.

You're ready now…before you weren't; to endure such a task; its results I will adore.

The suffering that you will endure may seem impossible to bear.

Don't worry; I am God-the Holy Father, both just and fair.

Placement here is not cruelty or punishment, and you will not die.

But out of you, I will get the glory; sacrificing the outer shell; more pressure to apply.

This book is a compilation of inspirational pieces inspired through visions, dreams, and worship. While each work has its unique style, shared central themes are interwoven:

God's Sovereignty: reverence and honor for His supremacy-He is Lord above all!

God's Salvation: acceptance and gratitude for His saving grace through Jesus Christ.

God's Support: assurance that the Spirit of the Lord is an ever-present help, enabling us to be more than conquerors in all things.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: May 3, 2021
• ISBN: 9781098076283

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The Press (The Process with Purpose)

Geleeta Yvette Poe

Copyright © 2021 by Geleeta Yvette Poe

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Table of Contents

The Press (The Process with Purpose)

Why You Frontin’?

Plan of Salvation

Evacuate Egypt and Come The Called into Canaan

God Is for Me

It’s Only by Your Hand

Lord, What Wilt Thou Have Me Not Do (Today)?

I Trust You Lord, Alone (An Affirmation)

Jesus Welcomed Me Home (Song of Celebration)

The Greatest Move Ever (A Tribute)

Silence: The Real Enemy

Worthy (Song of Worship)

Spring Up Ol’ Well in Me (A Prayer)

Go Through (A Word to Encourage You)

I Choose You

I Give Back Your Word to You

We Will Follow After Thee (Words of Worship)

Absolute Assurance

Yesterday, Today, and Forever

Just Keep Still

Step Out, Step In

A Spirit of Praise (A Sound of Victory)

It is with great honor that this book is dedicated to the loving memory of my beloved mother,

Reverend Mother Viola Gentry

My first teacher…my Godly example…my trusted confidant…my biggest encourager…my dearest friend.

The Press (The Process with Purpose)

A desolate place; a broken gate; no keeper to care or tend it for many days.

It is a vineyard; unattended; untamed; its vines like that of a complicated maze.

No pruning, no cutting away, but abandonment; left alone to fend on its own;

Wasting away each passing second; its purpose never to obtain or to be known.

Some yet cling to the vine; the only lifeline they know;

Holding on, witnessing the outcome of those who let go.

Not realizing that in this state, nothing flourishes or grows;

Attached to or fallen from the vine, its end is that of woes.

In the darkest hour, only one remains—frail, beaten, worn, and alone.

Alas, all is lost—no hope; no longer a will to fight is my song.

Closing my eyes, anticipating the fall; preparing for a most terrible scene;

But instead, a sensation of warmth rests on my face, a blurred view of light is seen.

Watching faintly, an illumination of light conquers the darkness of sorrow and grief.

His brightness is overwhelming, yet one that is welcome with a sigh of exhaled relief.

Arrayed in indescribable splendor and glory, coupled with compassion and gentleness.

In hand, shears—edges sharp, double-sided, revealing an expression of relentlessness.

Gracefully, He approaches, a smile of assurance, displayed on His countenance, I see.

Without a single word of warning, He carefully but sternly cuts away at me vigorously.

With great might and strength, He nips and snips,