Category: Christ’s Power to Save

My Existence

 Existence
  
  
 My heart beats
 My lungs breathe
 I can laugh,
 Play,
 Savor the day
 I exist
  
 My thoughts are 
 My own
 In my head 
 They have found
 A home
 Within to rest
  
 Put me to the test
 Will I or won’t I
 Do this or that
 I can hear these,
 My thoughts
  
 For you see
 This is the real
 You and me
 A living breathing
 Spirit, soul
 Only temporarily,
 For now
 Attached to this
 mortal shell
  
 Given a chance
 to grow
 Get to know
 The One who runs
 The universe
 And beyond,
 Transcendent,
 With His Son
  
 For one day He 
 Has promised 
 He will come
 This living,
 breathing Son
 Shining in all His splendor
 This wonderful Giver
 Of our Life
 This gift of
 Our Existence!
  

First True Renaissance (Recreation)

  
 First True Renaissance
 (Re-creation)
  
 After a dark period
 It is told in books
 There was a Renaissance,
 Reformation, 
 a Recreation,
 Of culture, societies
 Even of Religion
  
 But I will argue
 It had already occurred
 At an earlier date
 before those books’ words
 Told of it.  On a cross 
 in a small back country,
 Judea
  
 An explosion 
 Unseen but felt
 After one 
 insignificant carpenter
 Was crucified 
 Because he testified
 To a new way of life
  
 Born in blood, 
 sweat & tears
 Why? satan has no peer
 For evil destruction
 His desperation 
 Was showing
  
 A new world,
 Kingdom,
 New way of living
 Was ushered in
 For all who would choose
 Their life to lose
 Inside of His
  
 Built upon a 
 Foundation of the old
 Refined, purified
 Like the rarest of golds
 For the sake of man
 He took our hand
 And led us to 
 His cross
  
 Meant for all
 Not just a few
 A new earth order
 If you choose
 Of faith, belief
 So on that Day
 And in that way
 His new earth kingdom 
 Started.
  
 Change has 
 Happened
 Time for it 
 To spread
 To all places
 For the good
 Of all faces
  
 Death defeated
 satan exposed
 for the liar he is
 time for the world
 to know
 it can change,
 grow,
 because 
 Christ says so! 
  
 Do not have to wait
 For a distant heaven
 New kingdom life
 Is now for the taking
 Now is the time
 for the slaking
 Of our undiminished
 Need for God
  
 For every man,
 Woman, child
 To take us out of our wild
 Unruly state he found in us
 Return to us His paradise for all
 Please I beg of you,
 do not refuse
 His holy, righteous call!

Not Even in A Blender

 
 

 Not Even in A Blender
  
 Blades whir,
 Solids dissolve
 Large chunks puree
 Into a goo
  
 Blenders good
 For many things
 In our kitchens
 They do bring
 From many foods 
 Convergence into one
  
 Unfortunately, in life
 Things are not always so
 Some things cannot,
 Should not mix
 For the welfare of our souls
  
 The dark and the light
 Will never mix
 Nothing that a blender 
 was ever meant to fix
 Never meant to be
  
 As oil is to water
 Separate from the
 Beginning
 God’s light will
 Not ever allow
 satan’s dark to stop
 His shining!
  
  
 So do not fear
 Shed not too many tears
 There is the one that
 Took our place
 Opened Heaven’s
 Pearly gates
 Christ paved the way
 Saved all our days
 From the whirling,
 swirling blades,
 that chaos of the darkness.
  

Christmas Gift for Mystery Lovers

 
Which side will win
  A precious scroll has been sent
 Back into the world of man
 Two opposites in discord
 satan or God’s Hand
 Will determine a city’s course 

Books make great Christmas gifts!

Deceit, brutality and murder stalk the city sidewalks of Nashville, Music City USA.

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Heaven on one side, hell on the other with man caught in the middle. Which side will he choose? 

One victim, a college student dead on a steamy August afternoon on a sidewalk from the highly contagious Ebola virus. The second, a beloved young priest lying dead on cold, hard asphalt after a fatal plunge from the tip of the roof of the cathedral where he served.

Dedicated homicide detective Hayden Douglan struggles against time to stop the spread of the virus as evidence confirms both men were murdered. Both victims’ destinies seem to be linked only by their mutual interest and belief in a mysterious, ancient document from the Middle East. Faith and courage will be tested as information leads to corruption in the highest levels of the religious community and the police department itself then finally to a powerful mystic cloistered behind the walls of a beautiful monastery near Vienna, Austria.

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Parallel Universes

 
 
 
 Parallel Universes
  
 I’ve heard the words used
 Before
 Parallel universes
 From several books
 Those words are torn,
 Borrowed
 If you please
  
 Also in theories of those
 Who do not like to be told
 Of a living God
 and 
 only one single universe,
 HIS
  
 In old science fiction
 Books
 If you care to look
 Words like the above
 Are used
 Into this you are welcome
 To peruse
  
 In another ancient book
 Words are used
 If the truth you wish 
 to persue
 It speaks of this life we see
 Of this for yourself
 You may read
  
 A Bible, ancient &
 Holy
 Tells Gods story
 Of creation from
 Nothing
 Of all of this
 Something
 Which surrounds us
  
  
 But it also speaks
 Of what we cannot see
 With just physical eyes
 It speaks of spirits
 Good and bad
 & choices to be had
 By us
  
 Of angels, demons
  A destructive satan
 A loving Savior
 A Holy God of 
 Spirit
 Of Heaven & hell
 In its words it does tell
 Of these parallels
  
 Unseen but not unfelt
 In your heart,
 Spirit,
 I think most of us know
 It exists
 Draw closer to God and
 He will draw closer to you
  
 This is the truth 
 He wants you to know
 For certain
 He wants to open 
 The curtain
 Between the two
  
 For us these two levels of
 Existence
 Are the very substance
 We are made of
 Both physical and
 Spiritual
 Existing in both
 We are clearly told
  
 As a hand fits 
 Into a glove
 The spiritual above
 dwells within our
 Physical below
 More & more
 You will become aware
 As You let God indwell
 Your core essence,
 Your very Soul!
  
  
  
  So take a look around
 It will astound
 And should remind
 Of how frail this
 Physical is