There is another level to existence
Unseen but not entirely unknown
Ever since we humans walked
Upon this spinning planet so green
lived under its sun, breathed in its air,
Of other beings were we fully aware
this other side was completely seen
Until we rebelled against its Leader
The One completely in charge
Ran everything, owned everything,
Loved everything & everyone
Decided to be our own Leader
Replaced God with man
Pushed Him aside to follow a deceiver
And the self’s desires
A schism, a chasm was created
Across which we cannot go
Now we turn our backs, harden the heart
To the things we should strive to know
Build webs of cables, darkened lies
Given by someone who only strives
To bring about our destruction
Entangled in this deceit,
We now ignore what we once knew
We encase our hearts in stone
Refusing to see the reality of You
The Owner, Creator, Lord & Master
(gave His life on our cruel cross)
Of this beautifully created Universe!
Colors of Christmas
Red and Green are
Everywhere seen
For Christmas
Was there a reason for these
Surely there must be
Or so it seems to me
Red in the berries
For the blood that Christ shed
On a cruel cross
As Mary’s body was in pain at your birth
Her heart’s pain at your death most
Assuredly must have been worse
Green for the life that Jesus
Gives freely everywhere
For our souls like plants may rise
Upward to live in His purest of airs
So maybe there was a reason
For the colors of this joyous season
May you come to know the miracle and wonder
As God’s love and mercy ripped asunder
Death’s power over us all forever
Through the birth of Jesus,
His One and Only Most Glorious Son!
My sweetest, little husband of 48 years has just been diagnosed with metastatic prostate cancer. He is very sick and in the hospital. He has had multiple strokes and heart rhythm problems, is very sick and weak. I do not know if he will make it or not. I would just appreciate any prayers for his healing or a peaceful passing for him from this world. He is one of the sweetest, kindest people I have ever known and at times has been so good to me. Praise God! Below is a poem I dedicate to him.
OUTSIDE
(to my husband)
Outside of
Our sense of reality
Of what we only see
With eyes
Allowed to touch
Only with fingers, hands
Existing within the
Limited plans of man
Is another place, world
Kingdom
Of an Almighty
& Holy Son
Another dimension
Of glory, His Holy light
Empowered by His Grace
and loving might
Outside this universe of
Rocks & stones
Planets swirling
Gases twirling
Suns burning
Full of all our yearnings
Lives a gloriously beautiful
Creator King
Of whom with full voices
The angels sing
All of our heartbeats together
Could not equal the
Eternal joys & pleasures
Of His forever lights & glories
Reflected in all of the ancient’s
Wisest stories
So let go of your desires
Fueled by hell’s hottest fires
For only physical things
You see now
Enter that higher level of
Heaven’s, Infinity’s brightest lights
Of Angels’ wings & breath
So you also may tell of
A place of only life
Forever with no more death!
Here is a link to https://youtu.be/5j7X_ret3D4 one of the most beautiful songs I have heard in a long time. By Christian artist Aaron Shust, it was performed with Joshua Aaron, a Messianic Jew, on stage at the Tower of David in Jerusalem. I hope you enjoy it.
Steps
Step
Step
Come closer
Step
Step
I
Love You
Step
Step
I AM
Your Father
Step
Step
Take
The First Step
I Will Catch You
In My Arms
Just PLEASE Take The First Step!!
A New Box
We substitute
Tendency to loot
From Box to
Box
Compartmentalizing
Our way
Thru each & every
Day
A Box for home
A Box for work
A Box for fun
Then
the tiniest, tiniest box
Finally for our spirit
& God
So in they go
Into the larger Boxes
What we believe to be
Major spaces of our lives
But the most important parts
We then minimalize
Why do we put God
In a box so tiny
After all He is large
Runs a universe
So very shiny
With suns & moons
Black holes
Created endless numbers
Of souls
Let Him have all
Your Boxes
So give it a
Shot
Take God out
Of that smallest
Box
Pour the contents
Of all your Boxes
Into God’s large one
In that way
They might all
Become the same
He & His Son
Will be sure to run
Each Box’s contents
With only
The very best of intents
And extreme care
For He only wants to share
Himself,
that Ultimate Paradise
With you!
SoulSails 