Author: soulsails

Retired lab tech, wife, mother and grandmother. Devout follower of Christ!

Praise #3

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This is a third attempt on a praise poem I was trying to write(may change it later). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. I’ve just gotten back to trying(emphasis on trying) to write poetry again after a long, long time of being away from it.

I love prayers to God and Christ. They lift up our needs, hopes, desires to God, but oh, to Praise God. It does something for me that nothing else does. It lifts me up above all my problems somehow. It feels like it helps me transcend earth and places me at the foot of God’s throne. We get to dance at the foot of the throne with all His angels in purest joy!

I hope this version of this poem might be able to brighten your day.

Praise #3

Praise God, Praise God.
Angel whispers induce
my empty ears to listen,
Repeating heavenly phrases,
These nuances toward an upward path.

Until louder and louder
The words ring and peal,
Encouraging, echoing in bolder syllables,
each strident unending recitation.

Until as a rising crescendo,
A symphonic cacophony,
Their fiery words ring out.
Praise God!! Praise God!!

Joy is born
As voices repeat.
Each dropping pearl,
Purest sound, falls to earth.

This recreation of
Heaven’s joy
Empties down,
Desiring to live among us
And bless each earthly horizon.

Thus, this our praise
Mimics and echoes,
Reverberates in the above vaults of glory,
a holy essence of each earthly heartbeat!

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No Mistakes

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I started life as an unwanted, unloved orphan. Before the age of 2 years old, I was moved around to at least 3 to 4 different places, an orphanage to foster care, to live with none of them feeling like home. I have known lovelessness, a vacuum of love. It felt like hell. So I have known hell, and believe me, you do not want to go there.

Because of this lack, I was left feeling like I was a mistake, that I did not even deserve to exist. My adopted family did go to church, and there I would hear them say ‘God does not make mistakes’. For a long time I did not understand what they were talking about. As I got older and got to know God and Christ better, I understood at last they were talking about me. I was no mistake. I am not a mistake. God loves me and you and you and you. We are not mistakes. All our lives matter to God the same which is very, very much, in the extreme and more than I can comprehend.

At some of my dark times, I would feel like I was in the middle of a strong storm and the only thing to hold onto was the cross of Christ. That proved to be my anchor. I knew that Christ would not have died for me if I did not have an extreme value to Him. His life down here on this earth and His sacrifice gave me a sense of worth and value.  His love may go deeper and wider than we can understand, but it’s there.

I hope and pray that you can come to understand this deeply personal and intimate love of the living Christ. We are his passion, you and I. Won’t you let him love you into Paradise today! Praise God!!!

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For B. Micah

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Here is my beautiful grandson, Baric Micah. He looked like a little angel the day he was born. He had this perfect skin, golden hair and big blue eyes, but as his life progressed, at the age of 1.5 years we knew something was wrong. A few months later he was diagnosed with autism. Unfortunately, he will never be very high functioning. The whole family loves him so very, very much.

When God wants to test you, He can really test you. Our family received a diagnosis of his autism, my cancer and my son-in-law’s father’s cancer all within about 5 months. Unfortunately, his father succumbed and died later that year. But God is good. Baric is getting therapy, I am doing well after two rounds of cancer treatments, and we know that my son-in-law Jamie’s dad is with Christ because he was a follower and believer in Jesus.

Here is a poem I wrote about Baric. He at times is communicative with us and at others lost in his little autistic world.

Golden Boy
(For Baric)
What do you see
As you laugh upward
Into a sunny sky?
I sit nearby, guessing
At what flies before your face.

I sit, watching, listening as you
Play enthralled by what only,
Privileged as you are, is revealed
To you, my child.

Squealing, laughing, giggling
You jump and play.
Has Heaven opened its gates to
Dance only for you today?

Do angels wave and shout in joy
At the foot of His golden throne
Just for you alone?
Do heavenly creatures entertain you,
but by us mere mortals unknown?

I sigh heavily,
Wishing I could see and be
just as you!

 

Name that Conquers All

 

According to my adoption records I was a sensitive child. I once had an elder of a church say he thought I was a spiritually sensitive person. I know it has been a blessing in my life. I know in this world, especially in our very wealthy, money oriented culture that is so in love with ourselves, money, possessions, and pleasure, we have a tendency to deny or neglect the spiritual aspects of our lives. We are truly spirits only temporarily connected to our physical shell.

I have had several supernatural experiences, and what I guess I’m trying to lead up to is I have had three encounters with demons, very dark creatures.

The first happened many years ago when I was going through a very dark time in my life but trying to draw closer to Christ and God and the Holy Spirit. I woke up one night and a dark mass felt like it was laying on my chest. I was afraid and all I could think to do was say “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth, be gone.” It immediately was gone, left.

The second encounter was when I was on my first round of chemotherapy for my breast cancer. I was sleeping in an old recliner and suddenly woke up. I looked down and this dark person was laying on top of me. It looked up at me, smiled a perverted smile and asked, “Susie, what are you trying to do with this book.” I naturally was frightened but again said, “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth, be gone.” Within a heartbeat, it was gone. I was at the time working on a novel which I have finished which was about the useless divisions within our Christian churches or denominations we have created.

The third experience came about a year ago. I am still suffering fatigue from all the cancer treatments. One night I was awake, and a very dark man was in the room with me suddenly. I said, “In the name of Jesus of Nazareth, be gone.” He said to me, “No, it doesn’t work that way.” I immediately yelled for a second time, “Oh yes, it does. In the name of Jesus of Nazareth, be gone.” And he disappeared instantaneously.

Praise you Lord Jesus for the beauty of your face, your great and loving heart and also for your wonderful power and authority over everything in creation. Bless you Lord!! Thank you for your salvation from Satan.

God is so good and only wants to share all His wonderful glory with us. Won’t you let Him save you today?

Good Morning and Happy Post-Valentine’s Day!!!

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Here’s a silly little poem I wrote. Hope you like it.

Praise

Praise in the Rain,
Praise in the Light,
Praise under the Covers
in the middle
of the Night.

Shout in the darkness,
Lift out your voice,
You’re free, never forced
to make it your choice.

So Praise, Praise
this Wonder of Wonders,
This God which we have
with His cross that covers
each and every Blunder!

God loves each and every one of us from the President of the United States to the beggar on the street the same. If God loves and respects you why would you not love yourself? Praise God, Praise God!!!

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Angele

 

As I have said in an earlier blog, the main reason I started this blog was to testify of some experiences I had had with God. I would like to testify before I have to leave this earth. I have already had an aggressive form of cancer two times and am currently in remission. If God can become more real for you then that is what I hope and pray can happen through this.

I’ve told earlier of some of my childhood troubles, the devastation I went through from being an orphan. I was going through a very dark time in my adulthood. I have always had trouble with anxiety, sometimes very severe anxiety and have all my life had trouble with nightmares because of this.

As I was going through this difficult time, my anxiety level went up high, and the nightmares increased. One night I woke up in tears, crying, from one dream. As I laid in bed trying to get control of myself, the sensation of someone physically gently caressing my head started at the top of my head and went down the back to the top of my neck. At the time I felt no fear. A thought ran through my mind. It was an angel trying to comfort me.

I know in this modern, humanistic age where we glorify man above everything else a belief in the supernatural is discouraged and even laughed at. But God is real and is still in control of His universe. I’m just grateful to Him for allowing me to learn about Him and for His love that reaches down to comfort us in our time of deepest need. May He bless your day today. Praise God!!!

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