Christian Fiction with a punch! All three books available on Amazon.
#1 When Heaven Sighs amazon.com/dp/B08DWB7F39
#2 When Heaven Responds amazon.com/dp/B09WGQP7TB
#3 When Heaven Saves amazon.com/dp/B0BPJJSTLJ
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Rest That physical pump Inside my chest Someday will stop As my fragile shell Receives its eternal rest In peace I pray I will be allowed to go If while on earth That is what I tried to sow Enter God's rest You children of the King Rise up in joy On the back of His great eagle's wings Rise in spiritual prosperity As you prance, dance forever In God's joyfilled gaiety
My Shell! This Physical shell It's tight Restricts, constrains Squeezes So stiff it creaks Knocks me almost to my knees At times full of disease Mild or strong Impairing a song Meant for us to sing About earth's risen King To call Jesus by name That was always Of Eternity, its goal, it's aim Oh, this Physical shell Only time will tell When I will be released From the intense heat Of its determined grip Ah, that will be a Paradise most complete!
Flowers Flowers flitter, float and twist Spinning at water’s edge Suspended in fluid life Until a force, unidentifiable Pushes, they’re caught in Torrents of an energy Out of control, blindly Ripping at everything Multi-hued and rushing Entrapped in wildly straining At times, mad, Ceaselessly rushing waters Of life, labor, loss, pain Flowers follow, bobbing Tossed and thrown Waters almost overwhelming Losing a few small strays Of petals, delicate against The flow, deluge swirling Forcing them to dance At last, the journey’s end Uncertain, perhaps unsafe The water tumbles, falls over An abyss of rock’s sharp edge The flowers cling, clutch Tenacious to hold the liquid Surface, then in FAITH They release and reach For a hitherto unknown Place, in air, It lifts, they let go And rise to fly back home!
Phillippians 3:20-21 ESV But our citizenship is in heaven and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.
And many of those who sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.
Tears Many tears Upon the earth do fall Many voices raise Laments, they call God hears each word Each whispered thought Within His own heart’s walls Are they forever caught Does He do the same For all our tears As they release All our pain, our fears Does He gather Each tear as it drops Into His loving hands Do they make their final stop? Does He perhaps return All tears back to His earth From whence they came So they new life may seek to reclaim To water the plants For our souls do the same If so, it only goes to remarkably show That even tears can make things grow!!
In My Ears The Lions Roar In my ears The lions roar Around us Every moment, Every hour Trying over us To exert Their destroying power One lion roars Then another Loud, strong Around us pacing Hot breath in our face Watching, waiting Until a gentle whisper Taps upon your shoulder Soft at first Then growing bolder Its blazing light Reveals Christ's Full glory, Power, Controlling might As soon as they sense This Almighty Prince That very second One last defiant roar emitting They cringe They cower In their lower station more befitting So do not give in To floods of tears Those overwhelming fears Over everything Christ wins His armies He will send To bring to you A restful peace As in His loving embrace He will settle His sheep, That Lions' Master, In a restful, safer pasture!
SoulSails 