Of Power

Of Power

A vision was given
An impression received
Beautiful yet frightening
So clearly seen
Yet sometimes even I find it
Hard to believe

That You would honor me
With this vision
Of Your holy one
This angelic messenger
Impressed was I 
Of that you can be sure

In his great power
& in silence he stood
On a cloud so white
In his full magnificent glory
And Your Most Holy Might

Beautiful,
Over his skin’s surface dwelling
Rainbow’s colors changing, moving
Of Your spirit’s beauty was it telling

His eyes full of so fierce a light
It gave my heartbeat a moment’s fright
Compelling, yet I yearned to turn away
Yet held was I & stayed

With one wink
Destroyed could he have me
Ferocious in his glory
Showing only the story
The completeness of 
Your Glory’s overwhelming power

Although sometimes I think
Does it take a slightest toll
Upon the stronghold of my soul
These dreams, these visions
Yet I beg please, please do not scold
Because I have from the very start
In telling of had only best intentions
For your soul’s peace of heart

I had a very terrible start in life. An orphan from birth, I was shuffled between an orphanage and foster care. I have known lovelessness and having nothing in life, but somehow God found me. Even at a very early age, say 9 or 10, I was able to feel a presence in my life. They said I was a highly sensitive child. An elder at our last church said I seemed to be a very spiritually sensitive person. I’m thankful to God for staying so close to me as I never really felt loved or that I really fit in anywhere even after I was adopted.

He has at times given me dreams and visions or impressions which I have talked about on this blog site. I pray I could make God feel more real for you.

We have a small second story balcony off the front of our townhouse. It’s up so high you get a panoramic view of the sky and the clouds. I was out on it one day when I felt I could envision a flat platform made of only clouds with more leading up to it. At the top was a very tall angel dressed in a short white tunic and holding a massive golden spear in his hand. His face was beautiful but frightening to look at, resembling a human face but not quite like a human’s. It was beautiful but frightening to look at. The overall impression was one of extreme, extreme POWER.

I think in our American culture and even in a large number of our churches we have lost a deep sense of spirituality and the knowledge of the existence of the supernatural or spiritual level of existence. There is more to the world than just what we see with our eyes.

I pray you will have a very blessed day. Try to stay safe and may God bless you today with the knowledge of His extreme love and power over all events down here. Praise God!!