Angel on Your Knees
Angel, angel
On your knees
Are you always
And ever seeking
To Please?
From your start,
So close to His heart
This God of ours
Fills up the hours
Of our lives
With Himself
Joy surpassing
Ever glowing
Always showing
Perfection’s glory
On display
And so on this day
We both will stay
In our worship
Of His radiance
Reaching down
To give each
Of even the least
A special glance
Of Himself,
Eternity on display!!!
Not Just Candy on the Top
Shining, glorious
On top
That bright red
Cherry
Gleaming, glistening
On top of whipped crème
A most delicious berry
Just a nice add-on
Makes it more enticing
Milkshake underneath
Solid, frothy
Coming closer to being
Desired
But tis an unnecessary
Thing
Does not decrease
Or increase
The shake beneath
Or detract from its
Power
To make us wish it
To devour
I sometimes think
Of God & Christ
We have made
Like that cherry
That piece on top
of stuff
A small enhancement,
Merely a small piece
Of fluff
In comparison to
That solid milkshake
Rest of our lives
Are we really going to
Wait until our body dies
To see reality,
God’s importance,
Why wait until that time
Of crisis?
Today, make God
The solid majority
Of your life
Desire most
The Lord
Of all the angelic hosts
The center of your being
As ephemeral you become
& more fleeting!
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.
In the Beginning
Chronicle II
A loud voice boomed
“What is that I hear”
Trembling on a marble step
Leading to the throne
A loyal angel replied
Almost with a groan,
“It is not good news I fear
Your Grace.”
“Tell me.”
The answer came, “We have
A problem,
A never seen before rebellion.
Coming from your favored one,
The leader of all angels.”
“Leave me. I will discuss this
With my Son.”
So, in heaven it was decided
This would not be abided
Creation does not tell its
Creator how to create or lead.
For the very first time
In all of infinity
Expulsion from this place
Was decided by
The Holy Trinity
satan would have to be
removed from the presence
of God’s face.
But he did not go quietly
The battle for God’s throne
Was waged with ferocity
As they refused God to still praise
Swords were raised
And some were slain
By flinging them into
Dark dungeons
This once bright
Glorious angel,
Their leader, now was dark
God’s love, light
Mercy & grace
Had flown from his heart
Empty was he now
Filled only with an all-consuming
Lust for God’s crown
So, in sorrow,
God had to retaliate
satan was flung out
Of heaven’s gates
Thrown to earth to roam
Forever more alone
Never to enter again
His once heavenly home
As for his followers
Well,
They are held in a kind
Of hell
In dark prisons
They are chained
Awaiting that great day
Of the Lord
When all will be judged
Who have rebelled
Against God’s name
It is so sad, it is a shame
That their rightful place
In glory
They never will be able
To reclaim.
In the Beginning
Chronicle IIn the beginning there
Was nothing outside of Heaven
So, in the beginning
God decided
To create
For Himself
A World
He hummed, “You know, Son
We have so much to share
Of kindness
Love, joy
Sometimes I feel
Like
I might explode
Or implode
I cannot hold
It all in
any longer.”
So with a whirl
And a twirl
And a small jiggle
Or was it a wiggle
God created
His earth.
Gleaming, shining
With life
It glowed
Just to show
Its Creator’s Glory,
This story of
His Love
Slowly, He stroked
With one gentle hand
The lion’s mane.
“Look, it’s heart beats
I think I just
Might keep
This one.
But you know what
I think I need me
A Man.”
“What is a man, Father?”
“Just watch.”
He blew on the dust
And with one single thrust
Of one finger
He raised him from the ground.
God smiled.
Happy, pleased and joyful,
He turned to his newest son,
“Welcome to life, Adam,
And this,
Your new Paradise!”