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!!