Naturalism

Naturalism

Naturalism they call it

Morality relative only to

what I think

but Wait –

that changes

each time I blink

A world so cold

Post modernism has told

Us, We, Man, no longer

Have a Soul!

All that exists

Is only what you can see

or touch

All to me is only physicality

So should I run the risk

Of losing all meaning

To all life I see which surrounds

Are We truly simply dust

Made up only of elements

Found within the ground?

There is no right or wrong

Found within nihilism’s siren song

Only a birth & a death

For each of us

Then we will no longer swim

In this life’s stream

We simply cease to be.

How depressing!

I am glad I do not believe

What I am told

By your world

I believe a holiness, a soul

Dwells within

As most ancient civilizations

Believed

We are seeds

Of a Holy God much greater!

Angel Dance

Angel Dance

Angel Dance

Angels dance lightly

On gossamer’s chords

Spun from joy’s beauty

As beams of your grace

Are flung brightly

You watch in delight

As your glory, light

Pulsate, glow

Within the energy

Of your eternal might

Longing to embrace

A world laying waste

Homes, families

The world they walk on

Listening to dark demons’ songs

So, as your angels dance

At your feet

I too give a longing glance

To pray for my world

To keep,

Follow the light of God’s face

To return to the warmth

Of His everlasting embrace.

Light in the Darkness

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!

Unstoppable

Unstoppable

Uncontainable, unstoppable

You will raise the dead

Re-create, remake

Reinspire our dulled

Universe

Even the leaves, the grass

Will praise your name

All creation will shout

For joy

As we watch the work

Of Your Hands

For you are coming

To return

Everything to its

Original

Being

A new body for us

A new world for

You to rule

All creatures, creation

Will return to

Its beginning purpose

Of rejoicing,

Basking in the

Beauty You have always

Wished to share with us,

Yourself!!

The Living

A Living One

You pass me by

Stopping, coming

Closer

Than expected

Your beauty on display

You feel like

Living electricity

The tingle filling the air

Around your face

And being

You glisten, shining,

You literally sparkle

With yourself

This living Power

You are surrounds

The air around you

And I bow to worship

My God

Creator, Maker

Lover of all souls!

Birds, suns

The stars rejoice in

Your Presence

You are our Life!

Your Universe is awash

In your glowing powerful

Life, Self

With every heartbeat, breath

May I praise Your Name

In the foreverness of your kingdom!

Fire-Breather!

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Fire-Breather

(not a circus act)

Fire-breathers of old

Breathing flames into the air

From between the lips a fuel’s mist

Daring a miraculous feat to share

With an audience

Waiting, holding its own breath

As they watch these brave performers

Be willing to risk their very death

To entertain.

But there is a real

Fire-breather

Needing nothing but Himself

His Own power

To drench us within

The shower

Of His love and glory

Fire from on high

A God who reaches

Down

To envelop us

From beyond the skies

To live Within His fiery

Glorious

Life

All of heaven calls his Name

From Generation to

Generation

He is the same

Always wanting to share

His Holy Fire

Reaching down from

Heaven’s spires

To live, burn within us

His Holy children!

So, catch the flame

Pronounce His Name

From between your lips

Allow the fuel,

God’s Spirit

Your allegiance, very breath

to claim.

Holy Santa?

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Holy Santa?

 

Warm, fuzzy & cuddly

Nothing wrong with that

Except

Depends upon who you’re

Talking about

 

Older man in a bright red suit

Well-endowed middle

And a long white beard

You know of whom I speak

Without having to take one peek

 

Gift giver

Jingle bells

I don’t have to tell

Except I will,

Santa

 

Jolly and fun

Face beaming like

The sun

Man’s perfect idea

For a god

 

Except Santa

Is not real

I hate to burst your bubble

But I feel

You already know!

 

Only God is God

Good giver of gifts

But He wants to lift

Your life higher

 

Wants more for you

Than material wealth

Or to give only toys

Desires for man

A truer, higher joy

 

Purer, less selfish life

Fashioned along the lines

Of His Own Mind

Pertinent to any time

You may live within

 

So, God is

Warm, fuzzy & cuddly

All of that

But

Let’s not fashion Him

From a legend or fable

HE SAYS He is able

Powerful, capable

Of so much more!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There YOU Are!

 

There You Are!

(only a glimpse)

 

Fully awake, suddenly

No longer asleep

Deep, velvet blackness

Is all I can see

 

 

Then a spiral

Clouds of purest white

Appear in a distance

I give only a glance

 

 

Then it happens

I’m at your feet

Blinding light envelops

My breath I cannot keep

 

 

I feel your power

Why for me this shower?

Glory on display

Brighter than any sun’s day

 

 

Rainbow colors

Bright hues

Dance, move madly

Dancing to their own tunes

 

 

I try to turn away

But by your hand I am stayed

I take a second Glimpse so brief

But suddenly I am released

 

 

And I am back

Inside my body

Thrust back into my world

I have been hurled

 

 

Back into the merely physical

But Oh, the glory I did see!

Such other worldly beauty

Of all strife and pain is free!

 

 

 

 

Waiting

Waiting

I cannot stop

This joy divine

Transcending all space

And time

As I wait at the bottom step

Of a shining throne

My heart has leapt

More than once

To watch you move

 

I sigh, waiting for

Your hand

To lift me to something

more grand

Than I can imagine or wish

I wait for your

Eternal kiss

 

Sighing, longing

In unexpected joy I wait

For surely, they swing wide

Your heaven’s gates

Each and everyone

May step through

Ushered in by

The ecstatic love & blood

of your glorious Son!

Romans 8:25 Who hopes for what they already have? But if we hope for what we do not

yet have, we wait for it patiently.