Stripped Meaning to Be destroyed Removed As in to strip old paint Now old undesirable varnish Remove old tarnish
As I stand still Look around Unwillingly caught In all the world's sounds My spirit feels there is Something amiss Something Imprisoned into A darkened twist It is our sense of reality
There is a loss of authority Not of ours, oh no, no In our own we boast all day Over that we keep a tight grip Over that most will sing All day long Through loose, smiling lips It is of someone else's loss
Into the air madly have We tossed Christ's authority Our Creator's Sovereignty Over everyone, everything From Him His power Have we STRIPPED
Today even inside Large and small churches Pastors just say Jesus loves you Which, of course, is the truth But downplay HIS KINGSHIP Is it ignorance or fear Is it now today They're afraid to say He is also our Righteous Judge Full Authority, Power Only belongs to Him All of life's rules, guidelines Come from Him
In the middle of today's Broken world with pain so rife In its confusion, satan's evil, full of strife We need to return to the truth Of our One true leader's power And to bend the knee And refuse to strip Christ Of His rightful authority HIS OVERWHELMING MAJESTY AND UNENDING GLORY!
This a repeat of an earlier post. I realize people are sometimes uncomfortable sharing supernatural or spiritual experiences they have had, but I only tell this because I want people to know how real God is and how much He does loves you.
I have sleep apnea. I don’t know if you know what that is, but that’s where when you lay down on your back to sleep the muscles that hold up your soft palette at the back of your throat relax so much that the palette itself collapses downward and blocks your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you.
However, one night before I realized how dangerous sleep apnea can be, I went to sleep one night and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I was jerked awake suddenly and was in a different place.
I remember feeling a slight tinge of fear but was mostly confused, thinking where am I?? All around me was nothing but deep blackness until suddenly I could see this spiral of beautiful, puffy white clouds spiraling off into the distance. I did not want to look at the far distant end of the spiral because I had this sudden knowledge that if I looked at it, there would be no going back. Somehow I just knew that. Don’t know how, but I just did, but I was not given a choice. I had to look at the end of the spiral, and so I did.
Next, let me say that I had no physical sensation at all. I was fully awake, fully conscious, but there were no physical sensations. As I looked down, I could see no body. I had no awareness of a body.
To get back to where I was, as soon as I looked at the end of the spiral of clouds, I was in the other place, but this one was different. This beautiful, beautiful light was everywhere. It glistened and shone like nothing I have ever seen. It felt like even the light itself was alive. I could sense, not see, a massive, massive intelligence or presence inside the light. I did not get to see God’s face. If I had, He might not have sent me back. It was like nothing I have ever experienced.
It was so bright it almost hurt to look at the light and the colors of the rainbow were moving through it constantly. It was so bright that I turned to look away, but again, I was not given a choice. I had to look at the light so I did.
When I turned to look at it again, suddenly it felt like somebody had taken me and thrown me as hard as they could up against a brick wall. There was this really hard boom, and I was back inside my body, but there was no pain. Totally awake but back inside of my body going “What just happened to me.”
I laid there for a few minutes, thinking about what I had just seen and experienced. I moved around a little trying to get my bearings back and then decided the only thing it could have been was for a few minutes or less, because it happened so quickly, so very quickly, is I think I died! It is the only explanation I can think of.
I believe for a very few brief seconds, I was allowed to see some of the glory of the Living God. The light was beautiful beyond words. I wish everyone could have seen it. Unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.
The only reason I wanted to tell this is I hope it will reassure everyone that there really is life after death, and that God is more beautiful than any of my weak human words could ever express. I know books have been written about this and even some documentaries made about it.
I pray that the living God Himself will bless your day and your whole life and that you can get to know Him better. He really does love you very, very much. God Bless You.
You had to reach down So very, very low Because At times life to us can deliver Exceedingly cruel blows AH!! But the joy at seeing your face Come to save(as always) I reach up Your hands full of Your overflowing grace!
So hold your breath Get ready Christ remains always ever steady Dependable, ALMIGHTY Wait and you will see Your Refuge, our Rock Our Creator LORD He will enable all believers In Him once again to soar Above this world's chaos That dark slimy pit Pain, suffering and loss Even though it may come For you at a tremendous cost
But you can rely upon HIM To eternally win Our Immortal souls, Us in His forever love to keep As in His Paradise we all together Dance joyfully in the Light-filled Glory at His Feet!!
I hope everyone has a God-blessed day! This video/poem is available also on my youtube channel Susan Guinn at: https://youtu.be/2G_JPJo-rCY
Now That’s Pretty!!
Sunrises are pretty Flowers, Oh, their colors Can make you Quite giddy! Butterflies Babies smiles Laughter Winter’s perfect seasons But sadly Just physical Not spiritual That comes only From God Is God
Warmth Affection Perfect Love Shining, streaming From above Never leaving Always present Always good Always faithful Even when I'm not
King of the 2nd, 3rd, 4th chance Showing in His Celebratory Graveyard Dance His Almighty Power Over satan, death Resurrecting people With His every breath
May God bless your Sunday morning! I pray He would again pour out His Holy Spirit on His beloved world and once more fill it with the same fire as He did on that long ago Pentecost. May God bless and protect your day!!
Better Than What He Left It!
Be you transformed! Brave even miraculous words You first century apostle! By pagan ignorant ears Were they heard Yet, Even though simple, plain Look how they set a culture On fire!
Jesus loves you just as you are True, true Words from pulpits heard very often today But In a darkened, sin-filled condition Never did He mean to let you stay!!
Always, always better He wants For you To be changed, renewed He wants to leave you better Than what He found you So, go, sin no more Let your eternal spirit soar And Through a Holy Spirit's Pentecostal fire Reach ever so much higher Leave the world a little better Than what you found it!!!