First True Renaissance
(Re-creation)
After a dark period
It is told in books
There was a Renaissance,
Reformation,
a Recreation,
Of culture, societies
Even of Religion
But I will argue
It had already occurred
At an earlier date
before those books’ words
Told of it. On a cross
in a small back country,
Judea
An explosion
Unseen but felt
After one
insignificant carpenter
Was crucified
Because he testified
To a new way of life
Born in blood,
sweat & tears
Why? satan has no peer
For evil destruction
His desperation
Was showing
A new world,
Kingdom,
New way of living
Was ushered in
For all who would choose
Their life to lose
Inside of His
Built upon a
Foundation of the old
Refined, purified
Like the rarest of golds
For the sake of man
He took our hand
And led us to
His cross
Meant for all
Not just a few
A new earth order
If you choose
Of faith, belief
So on that Day
And in that way
His new earth kingdom
Started.
Change has
Happened
Time for it
To spread
To all places
For the good
Of all faces
Death defeated
satan exposed
for the liar he is
time for the world
to know
it can change,
grow,
because
Christ says so!
Do not have to wait
For a distant heaven
New kingdom life
Is now for the taking
Now is the time
for the slaking
Of our undiminished
Need for God
For every man,
Woman, child
To take us out of our wild
Unruly state he found in us
Return to us His paradise for all
Please I beg of you,
do not refuse
His holy, righteous call!
Revolutionary’s SoundsWhirling, twirling
Swept up into the air
Revolutionary sounds
Were everywhere,
all around
Ignored they were
But they were heaven’s cure
For what was wrong
Within the songs
Of man
For all our evil,
Corruption unbound,
Still they refused to see
What God had pleased
To send them
So only a few listened
To the man on the cross
Ignoring from his lips
The purest, shining gloss
Of a revolution’s sounds
Bringing words of
Great worth
Love, joy, peace
To His earth
Heaven’s purest, pearls
Our souls He did seek
And so Christ did die
On the very rocky ground
He had created
Our God,
Alone and bound
But still left behind
For those who choose
The fiery, purest joy of
His Revolutionary’s Sounds!!
Not Even in A Blender
Blades whir,
Solids dissolve
Large chunks puree
Into a goo
Blenders good
For many things
In our kitchens
They do bring
From many foods
Convergence into one
Unfortunately, in life
Things are not always so
Some things cannot,
Should not mix
For the welfare of our souls
The dark and the light
Will never mix
Nothing that a blender
was ever meant to fix
Never meant to be
As oil is to water
Separate from the
Beginning
God’s light will
Not ever allow
satan’s dark to stop
His shining!
So do not fear
Shed not too many tears
There is the one that
Took our place
Opened Heaven’s
Pearly gates
Christ paved the way
Saved all our days
From the whirling,
swirling blades,
that chaos of the darkness.
Which side will win A precious scroll has been sent
Back into the world of man
Two opposites in discord
satan or God’s Hand
Will determine a city’s course Books make great Christmas gifts!
Deceit, brutality and murder stalk the city sidewalks of Nashville, Music City USA.
Heaven on one side, hell on the other with man caught in the middle. Which side will he choose?
One victim, a college student dead on a steamy August afternoon on a sidewalk from the highly contagious Ebola virus. The second, a beloved young priest lying dead on cold, hard asphalt after a fatal plunge from the tip of the roof of the cathedral where he served.
Dedicated homicide detective Hayden Douglan struggles against time to stop the spread of the virus as evidence confirms both men were murdered. Both victims’ destinies seem to be linked only by their mutual interest and belief in a mysterious, ancient document from the Middle East. Faith and courage will be tested as information leads to corruption in the highest levels of the religious community and the police department itself then finally to a powerful mystic cloistered behind the walls of a beautiful monastery near Vienna, Austria.
Parallel Universes
I’ve heard the words used
Before
Parallel universes
From several books
Those words are torn,
Borrowed
If you please
Also in theories of those
Who do not like to be told
Of a living God
and
only one single universe,
HIS
In old science fiction
Books
If you care to look
Words like the above
Are used
Into this you are welcome
To peruse
In another ancient book
Words are used
If the truth you wish
to persue
It speaks of this life we see
Of this for yourself
You may read
A Bible, ancient &
Holy
Tells Gods story
Of creation from
Nothing
Of all of this
Something
Which surrounds us
But it also speaks
Of what we cannot see
With just physical eyes
It speaks of spirits
Good and bad
& choices to be had
By us
Of angels, demons
A destructive satan
A loving Savior
A Holy God of
Spirit
Of Heaven & hell
In its words it does tell
Of these parallels
Unseen but not unfelt
In your heart,
Spirit,
I think most of us know
It exists
Draw closer to God and
He will draw closer to you
This is the truth
He wants you to know
For certain
He wants to open
The curtain
Between the two
For us these two levels of
Existence
Are the very substance
We are made of
Both physical and
Spiritual
Existing in both
We are clearly told
As a hand fits
Into a glove
The spiritual above
dwells within our
Physical below
More & more
You will become aware
As You let God indwell
Your core essence,
Your very Soul!
So take a look around
It will astound
And should remind
Of how frail this
Physical is
3 Somebodies
Three on a throne
Living as one
Universe awash in
Their love
Throbbing, pulsating
In beauty
Breathing as one
More life-giving
Than any sun
A Father, Son &
Holy Spirit
Above this world
They reach to lift,
This is their unique gift
For each of us
So we are blessed
During the tests
Of these our lives
To be not loved
By just one
3 hands reach down
toward the violent sounds
of our discord and ugly abuse
of each other
3 somebodies
To conquer this world
Help us transcend
Into their joy & a
Love which never
Ever ends!!
I pray everyone can have a very God blessed day today. Praise God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit. You are completely and 100% loved.
SoulSails 