For Too Long For too long God’s family His church Has sat silent On too many subjects Is this not a form of neglect? All those eyes every day You will look into Faces you will peruse Each and every one Is the face of a someone Ending up In one of only two places Do we not care As we return their stares If it’s an eternal Paradise Or a hell brought about Within some demon’s sick device We are meant to be His hands, his feet So get out there Make known his fame Carry his name And help save Christ’s world This glowing, rotating Large green pearl So all may see his light And a Holy Spirit’s flame re-ignite!
Month: December 2022
For Christmas Giving-Third Book in a Trilogy!
Just out! Enjoy this new release of the third novel in my Trilogy – The Nashville Detective Series – Christian Mystery with a Punch! All three novels are set in Nashville, Tennessee, Music City USA, and the home of country music and the Grand Ole Opry. Available on Amazon.com as paperback and ebook Amazon.com
When Heaven Saves — A small boy lays shaking in terror as he hears the explosion of a gun in a small apartment in the middle of the housing projects of Nashville. He is the lone witness to the murder of his latest babysitter.
Once again Detective Hayden Douglan and Pastor Samual Thomas work together for the welfare of the young, traumatized boy as they dig beneath layers of deception to find a young girl’s murderer. Selling of drugs for profit and the agendas of crime bosses hinder a clear cut path to bringing the murderer to justice.
Along with the usual subterfuge and difficulty of bringing a local criminal to justice, Douglan again suspects a foreign influence still operating in the dirty underbelly of life in his beloved city. An organization he thought he had scared off for good last Christmas Eve night comes back to haunt the daily life of not only the city’s residents but also Nashville’s police force.
Douglan and Samual battle with all their energy to protect little Joey as his life is endangered for a second time as he is sought after by another man who he witnessed kill his mother. All of heaven’s armies fight along side with them to prove that God’s power always triumphs no matter the trial and horrors life may throw at anyone at any time!
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. His eyes were piercing, and when he looked at me it felt as if he could destroy with just one look. He was beautiful but frightening to look at. The overall impression was one of extreme, extreme POWER. God has never allowed me to feel His power to that extent before.
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!!
Faith My faith is all I have To carry me To the other side Before I leave Before I die Large, monstrous That great gift Given so we may sift Thru all life’s pains Knowing, at times, It will cause major rifts Between us But even God Himself said As He walked, talked And eventually bled I come not to bring peace But a sword A man’s enemies Will be his own family So do not be discouraged If in your own life These words come true For I have seen & known Never will He leave you Never will He forsake you God forever His promises will keep Even as you slumber Even as you sleep!
To Trim God does not waste words Nor does He mince them Away with the useless fat Of words will He always trim Saying what He means For He is unable to lie Upon His words you may depend Or someday may be required to die When He says don’t Do something He means it So forever leave it That thing & don’t do it! His words are there To bless you Although at times They will most certainly Test you But still in that deepest part Your innermost heart Allow them to caress you!
The Cell Alone And in my empty cell I try to find the words To tell Of Your Great Beauty You come to me Across a dark, dampened floor Only the light on Your Face Helping my soul to soar Over & above Whatever life’s tomorrow May hold for me in store So, Whatever prisons you Must face Only on our Christ’s Loving face Will you be allowed to trace The strength, courage You will need For your songs to sing Of this Prince of Peace This Heavenly King as upward toward His Heavenly gates He alone carries each soul On the Purest of Glory’s wings!