Just Pretend

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 Just Pretend
  
 Close your eyes
 & just pretend
 Pretend there is 
 No death
 No Physical end
 To life as it is
  
 No purpose 
 For anything
 All is just about
 What you can see
 & touch for now
 No hope
  
 If you can believe
 This
 Then your enemy
 Has accomplished
 His goal
 to cover your eyes
 with his deceit
  
 he can even persuade
 You to believe
 Or feel that even he
 Does not exist
 There is no great evil
 In this world
  
 We are okay
 As we are
 If this had been
 The truth
 There would have
 Been no use 
 Or need
  
 For a man to die
 On a cross
 Heaven sent
 Puts a different bent
 On our ages old story
 To believe in a glory
  
 Temporarily unseen
 By human eyes
 Someday will rip
 Open the skies
 Return in full power
 Unknown may be 
 The day or hour
 But Christ’s words
 Promise it clearly
 & for sure!
   

His Power over Darkness

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 all of Satan’s schemes against us.

Still Walk

 
 
 

 Still Walk
  
 Still, quiet, slow
 Calming
 Taking each step
 One at a time
 A spirit moves
 Follows behind
  
 Placing each foot
 Firmly
 Upon this dusty earth
 Peace, stillness
 Both given new birth
  
 They are brought to life
 Again
 Each footstep He takes
 Will never be erased
 Even in the midst
 Of life’s harshly blowing sands
  
 His presence, Himself
 This Creator Christ
 Walking still among us
 Leaving footprints
 To follow if you will look
 to truly see and trust
  
 So, risk the walk, begin
 Put your foot inside
 His footsteps left behind 
 He leaves those promises
 Of His Peace to reassure
 Those who will struggle 
 Stay faithful, pure
 Unto the very end!
  
 Peace I leave you. My peace I give to you. I do not give as the world gives. Do not be afraid
 and do not let your hearts be troubled. John 14:27  
  
  
   

Lamb on A Cross

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 Lamb on a Cross
  
 Meat, red, raw
 Trembling &
 Unprotected by
 Skin
 Or anything
  
 The man groans
 A lamb on a cross
 Red meat exposed
 To air
 & no one there
 To seem to care!
  
 Blood gushes
 Red & also raw
 As demons dance
 On the dark ground
 Underneath the sounds
 Of his groans
  
 They squeal, scream
 With delight
 The light has been
 Quenched
 In the sight
 Of the whole world!
  
 Or so they think
 But this cup He 
 Must drink
 Only for a few hours
 Will prove to crush, sink
 Hell’s greatest hopes.
  
 As evil flames lick
 The base of that cross
 The man suspended 
 In air
 Dies
 No more earthly cares
 Or sighs
 For Him.
  
 Praise God!!
 The ground trembles
 It quakes
 A massive stone
 Rolls away
 The beginning of this
 New day
 Opens heaven’s gates
 For all seeking a better way!
  
 Hell has lost
 Christ has won
 Heaven’s purest Son!
 His obedience poured
 Out thru His blood
 Ran to ground
  
 Our obedience 
 Poured out thru
 our hearts
 A fresh, new start 
 Every morning to 
 Mimic our King
 Be forgiven thru
 The blood of
 A lamb on a cross!!
  
  
   
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Me on a Cross

 
 
 
 
 Me on A Cross?
 I see a lifeless form
 On a wooden beam
 It groans
 Mouthing a bloody foam
 Another useless dream
 Or message to be seen?
  
 Maybe both
 Dream and message
 It raises its head
 Showing sweat &
 Tears it has shed
 Staring into the sky
 It carries the face of I!
  
 It is me,
 Me on that cross
 I am where we all
 Surely would be
 If not for the other face
 That took my place,
 Jesus of Nazareth! 
  
 Sinner, rebel, 
 Against a one true
 God & Father
 I deserved that cross
 Perhaps in celestial eyes
 Only another piece 
 of human dross.
  
 In pain,
 As I cursed His name
 Jesus, son of God
 Tore my flesh from
 The nails
 Put himself there
 To complete Heaven’s
 Most loving job
  
 Christ took my place
 That place which belongs
 To each & all
 Wicked rebellors
 Against our Father
 Now we sing a new song
  
 Of Christ’s love
 God’s forgiveness,
 Freedom,
 From a worn-out
 Worldly kingdom
 Captives to sin
 Set free by his death
 Breathed upon by a fresh breath
 Of life’s new resurrection!
  
  
   

LET GO

 
 
 Let Go!
  
 Let go of 
 Who culture
 Says you should be
 There is a better
 Way to know,
 To see
  
 Do not restrict,
 Confine
 Yourself
 Within the same 
 Old line
 Of a world without
 A mind
  
 His Spirit 
 Wishes to indwell
 The form, heart
 Of your physical shell
 Live and Be
 God’s Holy Temple! 

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