Will You?

Will You?

The pain increases
Oh what if it never ceases?
What will I do then
What can bring it to an end?

Where is that God
That said he wants to heal
Now as from this incessant pain
I kneel
Where is my helper now?

Slowly a light starts within
My chest
A knowledge evolves
As I try to resolve this test
Will you still love me? 

What kind of question is that?
I turn from it and pray
Again inside my head 
Those words have another say
Will you still love me?

If your circumstances 
I do not change today
Do not give you 
Exactly your way
Will you still love me?

I seek only those worthy
Of my higher calling
For an enemy’s lies 
Do not be falling
Following me will not 
Always be easy

Before your eyes
I will not always be pleasing
Your world now is lost
To save it I paid a terrible cost
Now will you be willing 
To suffer a loss
To follow me?

 

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The Light!

This a repeat of a blog I have posted before on my site, but this experience was so dramatic I feel I should share it once again. I know I will never forget it.

For years now, I guess about 7 or 8, I have been wanting to talk about, tell, something that happened to me one night. I have only told family members about it since I’m not very good at standing up and talking in front of people or telling things to people. I guess I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me.

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 completely closes your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you. I do not think I could sleep with one of the breathing machines they use so I sleep with the head of my bed raised and try to stay on my sides.

However, one night I went to sleep and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I woke up suddenly, fully awake and conscious, 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 conscious, but there were no physical sensations. 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. But the light was alive. There was an intelligence or presence inside the light. Like nothing I have ever experienced.

It was so bright it almost hurt to look at it 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. 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 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 profoundly, passionately and completely. God Bless You.

Supernatural!

Supernatural

The Supernatural
It should be called
The natural
Everything else is the 
Below natural

It is real
Exists side by side
With the physical
It consists of the 
Spiritual

Things, beings, unseen
With physical eyes
Living side by side
With all of us in
Our temporary shells

A Holy God, Father
His Son 
A Holy Spirit
Invisible to our eyes
But not unfelt
Within the walls
Those quivering halls
Of the human heart

Angels, demons, satan
Are real
Do not let your physicality
Be able to steal
Your spiritual abilities 
From you

Follow the light
Do not let satan
That roaring lion 
Devour you
With his violent anger,
Cruelty he will try to
Shower your life

So do not drown
In just the physical
Reach out for God
Let Him astound
With His Beauty, Love
Glory and Power

In this hour of human
Fragility we exist in
Before we depart 
This dirt
Raise your head, exert
Lift your spirit upward
Live in your true destiny
Heaven’s Supernatural Gates!

Original Purpose

Original Purpose


What seems almost 
Like an eternity ago
Before that moon 
Cast its silver glow
Powerful, in joy
Words were spoken
Out of dark nothingness
A world was begotten

An all-powerful Creator
Because He loved 
The idea of us so much
Reached down and
With a single touch
Started His own universe

With care and a little time
Embarked upon a thought-out plan
Someones in His image made
To share all of their nights & days
In His Joy & Presence

That original purpose, that plan
Was for all of His creation
Sky, earth, animals and man
To share in His Glory
That fantastic, stupendous Beauty

That loves everyone the same
Even enemies get to watch
His magnificent displays
Of love, mercy, justice, kindness
& that miraculous forgiveness

& us?
Well, we were meant to be
For all of His creation to see
Image bearers of the same
His power, light, glory & 
Holy, beautiful, name

But we failed,
Rebelled as the ancient tale
Written in a Holy Book is told
To someone else our souls were sold
And evil entered our lives

Separated, lost

Until we were given

A second chance

But it came at the highest cost

GOD HIMSELF DIED FOR US!

To return us to that 
Original purpose
Shed his blood to return
To us His Glory
So please pick up the Book
And read the most beautiful
Of all earth’s written stories!

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Plagiarizing God

Plagiarizing God
(good or bad?)

Plagiarizing may be
Either good or bad
To copy or imitate
Often is a form 
of highest praise
Means someone sees you
Toward you turns their gaze

Sadly, however, often times
For authority, ownership 
Plagiarizers only come to steal
From the original, what is the real
Of identity, things or power

When we, as man, think or say
We carry the highest dominion
In a vast, still unknown universe
Is not that plagiarizing
Passing ourselves off as 
Someone we are not?
Do we think from the authentic,
Only GOD that is real
We can really steal
His divinity, sovereignty over us?

We tried that in a garden
It did not work
Never will
Even today we try to shirk 
Shun the destructive pain
We have caused 
By trying to deny, steal
God’s power, His Holy Name

We are not our own gods
A universe, this planet 
Even our own bodies
None of this did we create
Nor can we control it
That claim to fame
On our heads
Will never fit

So if you must plagiarize God
Do it the right way
It is okay to copy Him
By letting go of yourself
Over your soul let Him win
Let Him stamp His own image
And pay the right kind of homage
To a stupendous, living, breathing
Magnificent & loving King!

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Don’t Sell Yourself So Cheaply

Do Not Sell Yourself So Cheaply

Why do we sell ourselves
So cheaply?
Do not give away yourself
So quickly.

You are an eternal soul
Worth so much more than gold
Never meant to be sold
As slaves

To this earth
And its selfish,
Physical ways
So for awhile just stay
And listen

I say we are the only ones
Ever created in God’s own image
Fleshly though, we are
His daughters, His sons

Meant to carry His face
His goodness to trace
To all of His creation
Reflect His presence,
Glory and grace

So let us get about
The job we have been given
So it may be said
With nobility we have striven
And with a grand shout
Letting go all our doubts
Rise, transcend to 
His Majesty’s infinity!!