Angel in the Corner

The Angel in the Corner

Angel in the corner
Shouting your name
Speaks not a word
Yet carries your cure
For an evil’s painful strife
Bearing the knowledge
For all life

Warrior forever
Following Your orders
Lord Jesus
Believers to gather
Back home

Sworn allegiance to You
Unlimited power
Bearing The Only Name
That truly matters
Before a dark enemy
Will neither run nor scatter

Symbol of Your
Unquenchable power
In every second, every hour
Thank you Lord Jesus
For sending them to us
In You only forever
May we trust

Rejoicing again & again
May we learn from them
You salvation to carry,
To win
Completely!!

Of Power

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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!!

Not all Angels Play the Harp!

Not All Angels Play The Harp

Standing tall, 
You soar
nobility on display
I, in my feeble clay,
Watching
Wishing  
To be as loyal as you

Fierce, strong
Following your leader
Into battle
Wherever He leads
There is an enemy 
To vanquish
Be made to bleed
Today,
Many are there to save

So onward the battle rages
Swords, blades glistening
Flash in the light
As your strong arms raise
A new trail is blazed
to lead humanity back home

Souls to be saved
Nations to be raised
To live on higher levels
To defeat demons, a devil
Hell-bent on man’s destruction

So forget the peaceful harps
Those white fleecy clouds
Today, the battle sounds
Beneath Christ’s golden crown
And mightily you fight on!

Thank You!

Thank You!

Thank You,
Dear Lord,
For allowing me an orphan to be
From birth
Never quite feeling I fit in
On this green earth
So the stairways,
Those steps to heaven,
My eternal soul could win!

What an enemy purposed 
For evil
You turned into a blessing
But it did not come without
A great testing

Your Son fought ahead of me
Clearing a path so I could see
The gate of heaven of me just ahead
Just as the words spoken in your Book
Most clearly & succinctly had said!

Praise You Lord, God, King Jesus & Holy Spirit!!

Angel

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Angel

Living Electricity,
Are you made only
of
Energy and light?

If I stretched out a hand
Would the energy of you
Burn my flesh
if I dared
the impossible

Joining, touching the Spirit of the Living God?

Expression of His Glory,
Were you made
Just because He could not
Stop His living breath,
The Life within himself

From creating you?

If He is absolute and a perfect
Love
And if Love is about giving
To someone else, not in taking

More loving, powerful
Does He become
In creating even more
someones
To love?

Love produces only more
Love
It cannot stop itself,
Cannot go against its own nature.

We all, angel and human
move and breathe
within
This expression of Himself
His self-giving Love.