The Tear

The Tear

Don't cry, Lord Jesus
Why that tear
Does a sorrow to you 
Draw too near
I lay my cheek upon your hand
As flowers around my head
Do blend
Let me love you 
Oh my God, my dear

You lift the crystal fluid
Off your cheek
Wait a moment 
Before you speak
It is not for sorrow 
That my eyes do weep
But for pure joy
That in eternity 
Forever more 
May I now you keep!

To Testify

This a repeat of an earlier post. I realize people are sometimes uncomfortable sharing supernatural or spiritual experiences they have had, but I only tell this because I want people to know how real God is and how much He does loves you.

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 blocks your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you.

However, one night before I realized how dangerous sleep apnea can be, I went to sleep one night and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I woke up suddenly 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 awake, 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 a massive 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 very, very much. God Bless You.

The Voice

The Voice

We scurry 
We hurry
Caught up in distractions
We forget the impaction 
Of ignoring

Ignoring what you say?
The only face
That dispenses grace
Every heartbeat every day

For the world
That's simply their way
But
For a Christian?
It means we've failed
To stop & listen
To the only One
In the position
To stop the insanity

Darkness surrounds us
To us Christ entrusts
His truths, His light
To dispense
To a world never meant
To be this lost

When we His church
Get so caught up
In the world's culture
We forget to nurture
HIM IN US
Then by our silence
And this our choice
Christ has no voice
& only doom awaits!

Rest

Rest

That physical pump
Inside my chest
Someday will stop
As my fragile shell
Receives its eternal rest

In peace I pray 
I will be allowed to go
If while on earth
That is what 
I tried to sow

Enter God's rest
You children of the King
Rise up in joy
On the back of 
His great eagle's wings

Rise in spiritual prosperity
As you prance, dance forever
In God's joyfilled gaiety

Just Out – Third in a Trilogy

Enjoy the third in a Trilogy of the Nashville Detective Series now available on AMAZON

A small boy lies shaking in terror from the sound of the explosion of a gun. He is the only witness to the murder of his babysitter. The forces of darkness come creeping after this small child as once again Detective Hayden Douglan and Pastor Samual Thomas must work together to protect one of the most vulnerable of Nashville’s citizens. But are the two men strong enough to protect him by themselves or will it take all of heaven’s armies in a final showdown to keep the child from being destroyed?

Original Creation

Original Creation

Created in the image
Of the only One
Not any human being
Stamped with God's likeness
His very form
Down deep into your core

That was the original purpose
For us
To walk, talk, be
Like the Holy One of Israel

But instead,
We turned toward
Our own fleshly shells
Following selfish desires
Turned against those
Lofty golden spires
Of His heaven

So now today He fights
To win us back
From our own evil, selfish ways 
Of which
there seems to be no
unending lack

So in the Now of
Your Today
Turn,
Return
To following that love's song
That original romance
With your God that was intended
(He will not be offended)
And while you still have a chance
Join in His Eternal, Universal Dance!