
Only with Pure Fire
Can the Spirit inspire you
to Christ’s Holy Life!

Only with Pure Fire
Can the Spirit inspire you
to Christ’s Holy Life!

The March
March, March, March
Marching thru life
We will all go on
Restless and in strife
Without the truth of
Reality’s sight
People on a sidewalk’s
Hardened concrete surface
March through existence
And only death’s curse
And its unending insistence
Will finally end their march
If we only will open our eyes
Peruse what lies beyond
That thinnest veil of the skies
Look up, a loving God waits
Longing, sighing wishing
Your unhappy pain to abate
Do not stay lost
Lonely in that pain
Look up
Let Him call your name
Take that tiniest first step
Eternity’s most splendid pleasures
Wait to be your greatest gain!

Jeremiah
Jeremiah, Jeremiah
With your prophet’s heart on fire
In our city’s streets
You’re crying
Hands raised
Pleading as you’re
Sighing
You are trying to inspire
With the Spirit’s holy flame
Dark, hardened hearts
The Post-modernist’s only
Claim to fame
Return to me, I’ll
Return to you
our God says
Elohim, Creator
Holding out hands
Your eternal Father
Crystal tears He sheds
As we toss & turn on beds
Deep in sweaty pain
Caused by sin, illicit gain
Greed’s ugliest names
Only ourselves to blame
Worshipping things
That we have made
With restless hands
We reach for our graves
Affirming our own verdict
A terrible day is coming
Oh, there will be a mighty burning
Heaven, earth
Gone with a thunderous roar
Souls with anguish will be torn
Knowing their last chance
Forever is no more
In life their hearts they
Hardened
Disobedient,
refused their pardon
To follow a loving Father’s
Path for life
Chose their own way
Depravity’s lusts
Into His hands
They would not trust
Their only souls
So now the bell does toll
The old world’s ways
Are forever sold
Into oblivion’s
Darkest pit
So, please listen,
As the prophet calls
Heed the warnings clearly told
In a Holy Book of old
Save yourself
and
Someone else!!

Free Will
Given a choice
Never will He force
Desiring for a place
Inside your heart
Holding all the power
Yet longing for the hour
You will choose
His embrace
Owning every heartbeat
but never will He leave
Anyone behind
Yearning for His Face
So, make the right choice
Listen to the voice
That leads to eternity’s
Truest joy and
Christ’s Glorious, Glowing Life!

I know people do not particularly like to hear about supernatural experiences with God, but I tell this only hoping to reinforce your faith in a living, breathing God. This happened to me right before my first round of cancer treatments.
I have obstructive sleep apnea. It’s where your soft palette in your throat collapses down over your airway, and you stop breathing while you are asleep. Before I knew how dangerous it can be, I think I stopped breathing, and my heart stopped because all of a sudden one night after going to sleep, I was suddenly awake, fully conscious and in a very dark place. I had no physical sensations at all. All I could see was a spiral of really beautiful white clouds trailing off into the distance.
I did not want to look at the end of the spiral because the sensation came over me that if I looked at the end of it there would be no going back, but I had no choice. I had to look at the end.
I looked and that’s when it happened. Immediately, I was in the presence of the light. It was everywhere, and it was overwhelming and brilliantly bright. The colors of the rainbow were moving back and forth constantly through it. I could sense a presence, an intelligence, a someone in or behind the light but I could not see them. I tried to look away because it was so bright, but again I had no choice. I had to look at the light so I turned back toward it.
That’s when it felt like someone slammed me up against a brick wall, and with a sudden hard jolt I was back inside my body and back on my bed trying to figure out what had just happened to me.
I believe my heart stopped, and for a minute or two I died and was given a brief glimpse of God’s glory before He slammed me back into my body. We are promised a glorious resurrection life if we stay faithful to Christ our Lord. I hope this will help you in your faith walk. Praise God and have a blessed day!

Battleground
Darkness chases me
From an ancient enemy
Hot breath behind
On my neck
Running I scream
For someone to protect
My heart
I labor, I pant, I moan
Pain, terror fills the air
Eyes closed from fear
I crash into your chest
You stroke my hair
Embrace, folding me
Into the gentle nest
Of your heart
Your light explodes
Filling my orphan’s world
Making up for my lacks
Of home, family
Giving me yourself,
Lord Christ,
And our joyful ecstasy!