Crisis

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Crisis

Spiritual or physical
The word still means
The same
In a dictionary it is
Given a name
Of

Critical turning point
Catastrophe
Impending disaster
Possible undesirable outcome

Is it just me
Or
Does it seem to be
Across the world
Getting worse?

I know in this country
I live in
There seems to be a rising of
What used to be called
Sin

Self-centeredness
Increasing
Respect for the home,
Families,
Decreasing

Unending lust for
Money, possessions
Some used for good
But also without discretion

To build up or 
To utterly destroy
Forgetting to remember
Evil can also be found 
Inside of toys

So do not let your
Days be wasted
Remember words of old
In God’s timeless Book
Are told

And perhaps
These Crises we’ve created
Maybe, just may be, 
But only with God’s help, abated

The Pearl

The Pearl

I run in the
Darkness
Crying, panting
In terror
Until
In the distance
I see the Pearl

Small at first,
Yet shining brightly
I run harder
To escape the darkness 
So frightening
Toward the Pearl

And so, my body I hurl
Faster, faster
Must reach the light 
enveloping
that large shining orb
a sense of safety
developing
around that Pearl

I run faster, harder
Until I reach its
Resting place
Fall to my knees
And in its white, translucent
Skin I begin to see

A reflection of my own face
Until there seems to
Appear a second trace
Of another face
Someone else beside me
A hand falls upon my shoulder
I tremble
But then become bolder

I turn around to look
The one beside me smiles,
Speaks,
I am the one long ago you forsook
But now with your return
As is written in my Book
All is forgiven
My Blood bought you back
And you have returned 
To Me, Your Savior
And Your Pearl!

Matthew 13: 45-46: Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of Great Value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it.

In This Struggle

In This Struggle

Life comes at us
Fast, 
Hard,
Endlessly,
So much to do
This struggle to survive

And so out I cry
Help!
And there you are
Right in my face
Of peace, tranquility
Love
The purest taste

So again & again
My hands I raise
For help
And there ceaselessly
Are You
The I AM
Of all I AM’S

So as I struggle
Even in this foreign land
I am not alone
Even when life turns
To the coldest of stones
God ALWAYS loves,
Cares, is willing to share
HIMSELF!
Desiring to be known
Even though we may be prone
To run away.

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The I Am

The I Am
       (GOD)

Eternity’s All-Consuming, 
Roaring Fire
Radiant Glory
Purity
Truest Beauty on display
From one glance
My heart breaks
I weep

Unworthy,
Created to carry 
Your Image
I became corrupted
Perverted

But that was not
The end of the story
You decided
Sacrificed your throne
A crown

Without a sound
Laid down
I raised my hand
And struck
Your love absorbed
My cruelty’s darkness
Killed yourself
To stop my pain

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Core Essence

Core Essence

The warmth starts
Purity enters the room
Your core essence
Enters my heart
Love, joy
Contentment
Such as I have never known
On this,
Our ball of Rolling Stone

Glistening, sparkling
Shining
Literally almost blinding
Filling me full
Imparting an evening’s lull
To all chaos or pain

Is this what it will be like
Or I suspect even better
In your forever’s paradise?
To let loose, unshackle the fetters
Of all of earth’s dark chaos?

Then come Lord God
Come now!
I lift a holy shout
Pour out your Spirit
On any & all who try to crowd
Around your feet
Attempting obedience to keep

Protect & bless
But give us strength to
Stand all horrific tests
Of the gift, this precious faith,
So freely & willingly You give!

God will come as close and be as personal with you as you will allow. Take time to enjoy His company!

Victory Shout

Victory Shout

Come, Lord Jesus, Come
Heaven’s Reigning,
Ruling Son!
Give me no more 
Mournful chants
Give me instead
Your Victory Shout

satan’s hell thought it had won
As it watched the
Darkening of the sun
On a day it had plotted
To crucify God’s Son
With itself was so besotted
Sounded its own victory shout

But, 
You took one deep breath
Your glory returned
A dead, fleshly body
Once again moved
A stone was rolled
The grave emptied
As you stepped back out
Into the light of day
Your hands raised and gave 
Your Victory’s Shout!

Yes, Lord Jesus, Yes
Praise you Lord Jesus
Praise You!!