Tears

Tears

Many tears
Upon the earth do fall
Many voices raise
Laments, they call

God hears each word
Each whispered thought
Within His own heart’s walls
Are they forever caught

Does He do the same
For all our tears
As they release
All our pain, our fears

Does He gather
Each tear as it drops
Into His loving hands
Do they make their final stop?

Does He perhaps return
All tears back to His earth
From whence they came
So they new life may seek to reclaim
To water the plants 
For our souls do the same
If so,
it only goes to remarkably show
That even tears can make things grow!!

In My Ears The Lions Roar

In My Ears The Lions Roar

In my ears
The lions roar
Around us 
Every moment,
Every hour
Trying over us 
To exert
Their destroying power

One lion roars 
Then another
Loud, strong 
Around us pacing
Hot breath in our face
Watching, waiting

Until a gentle whisper
Taps upon your shoulder
Soft at first
Then growing bolder
Its blazing light
Reveals Christ's 
Full glory, Power, 
Controlling might

As soon as they sense
This Almighty Prince
That very second
One last defiant roar emitting
They cringe
They cower
In their lower station more befitting

So do not give in
To floods of tears
Those overwhelming fears
Over everything Christ wins
His armies He will send

To bring to you
A restful peace
As in His loving embrace
He will settle His sheep,
That Lions' Master,
In a restful, safer pasture!

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!

For All Believers

For All Believers

If you say you believe
In that sacrificed Savior
Guardian over our behavior
Then never speak His Name
In public
Will you not be subject
To a more severe form
of God's Judgement?
I believe we will

A Great Commission
Instructed each believer 
To instill
In all of a lost world
God's instructions
Guides to inclusion 
Or exclusion 
From His Eternal Paradise

We will be like that watchman 
On the wall
Hearing in our hearts God's call
Yet not warning others of the dangers
Not doing the watchman's job
Failing will bring to us both a great cost
To all will be the extreme loss
Of an eternal foreverness
In God's Loving Presence
As the prophet Ezekiel wrote
'Their blood will be on our heads'

Ezekiel 33: 6, 8 But if the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet to warn the people and the sword comes and takes someone’s life, that person’s life will be taken because of their sin, but I will hold the watchman accountable for their blood. …….8 you do not speak out to dissuade them from their ways, that wicked person will die for their sin, and I will hold you accountable for their blood.

For Too Long

For Too Long

For too long God’s family
His church
Has sat silent
On too many subjects
Is this not a form of neglect?

All those eyes every day
You will look into
Faces you will peruse
Each and every one
Is the face of a someone
Ending up 
In one of only two places

Do we not care
As we return their stares
If it’s an eternal Paradise
Or a hell brought about
Within some demon’s sick device

We are meant to be
His hands, his feet
So get out there
Make known his fame
Carry his name
And help save Christ’s world
This glowing, rotating
Large green pearl
So all may see his light
And a Holy Spirit’s flame re-ignite!

Of Power

Of Power

A vision was given
An impression received
Beautiful yet frightening
So clearly seen
Yet sometimes even I find it
Hard to believe

That You would honor me
With this vision
Of Your holy one
This angelic messenger
Impressed was I 
Of that you can be sure

In his great power
& in silence he stood
On a cloud so white
In his full magnificent glory
And Your Most Holy Might

Beautiful,
Over his skin’s surface dwelling
Rainbow’s colors changing, moving
Of Your spirit’s beauty was it telling

His eyes full of so fierce a light
It gave my heartbeat a moment’s fright
Compelling, yet I yearned to turn away
Yet held was I & stayed

With one wink
Destroyed could he have me
Ferocious in his glory
Showing only the story
The completeness of 
Your Glory’s overwhelming power

Although sometimes I think
Does it take a slightest toll
Upon the stronghold of my soul
These dreams, these visions
Yet I beg please, please do not scold
Because I have from the very start
In telling of had only best intentions
For your soul’s peace of heart

I had a very terrible start in life. An orphan from birth, I was shuffled between an orphanage and foster care. I have known lovelessness and having nothing in life, but somehow God found me. Even at a very early age, say 9 or 10, I was able to feel a presence in my life. They said I was a highly sensitive child. An elder at our last church said I seemed to be a very spiritually sensitive person. I’m thankful to God for staying so close to me as I never really felt loved or that I really fit in anywhere even after I was adopted.

He has at times given me dreams and visions or impressions which I have talked about on this blog site. I pray I could make God feel more real for you.

We have a small second story balcony off the front of our townhouse. It’s up so high you get a panoramic view of the sky and the clouds. I was out on it one day when I felt I could envision a flat platform made of only clouds with more leading up to it. At the top was a very tall angel dressed in a short white tunic and holding a massive golden spear in his hand. His face was beautiful but frightening to look at, resembling a human face but not quite like a human’s. His eyes were piercing, and when he looked at me it felt as if he could destroy with just one look. He was beautiful but frightening to look at. The overall impression was one of extreme, extreme POWER. God has never allowed me to feel His power to that extent before.

I think in our American culture and even in a large number of our churches we have lost a deep sense of spirituality and the knowledge of the existence of the supernatural or spiritual level of existence. There is more to the world than just what we see with our eyes.

I pray you will have a very blessed day. Try to stay safe and may God bless you today with the knowledge of His extreme love and power over all events down here. Praise God!!