Confused??
Why do we abuse?
Are we really
So confused
As to what we are?
Lies fly all around
Covering even the ground
Underneath my feet they crunch
Leaving me full?
Not so much
From an ancient hillside
The truths they flow
Rivers gushing of purest gold
Washing, seeking,
Purging each struggling,
Dying soul
Only within
Christ’s outstretched
Hand
Lies the glory, truth of
His promised land
Under His feet
Confusion flees
Before your face
You will see
All lies die
They will end
As He rushes in
New life
New world
As only God can send
Here’s a short, simple slide show of some photos I took on my bike rides along our greenway system where I live. Hope you enjoy and Praise God!
Beauty Sublime
Beauty Sublime
O’ for me sheer bliss
No matter the season
Or the time
Lovely forms and colors
Upon his creation
God left one more kiss
Multitudes, varieties
No two exactly the same
To help us enjoy
And our senses to please
All this beauty
Was for man’s gain
So wander the world
Drink in its wondrous sights
Leaving it whole
Let it lift you to
New heavenly heights!
Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.
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A Stupor
In a stupor
We walk
Unaware
As we stare
Blindly
At a world
Only physical
We think
But if you blink
In only one small wink
You can awake
Supernatural
All around
Those beings
Angels to do
His bidding
demons always trying
their own way
To be winning
After walking
On His planet
He left behind
Upon it
A few
Who were
Awake
Then more followed
Until it was
More & more
Now upon
The near & so distant
Shores
More eyes
Hearts wakened
So join
A growing crowd
Even if
You have to shout
To tell what it is
About
Before
It is too late
& their stupor
We cannot abate
As those who
Are now awake
most patiently
await
His return
What Else?
What else is there?
Nothing rings true
Where upon this planet
For this
Lies the cure?
Everything
Rings of the temporary
Over it
Literally stumbles
I know this sounds contrary
A world’s song
Completely different
I know we all long
To believe it
But its useless voice
We must bury it
Wars will come and end
Governments rise & fall
Even death our bodies
Will be allowed to rend
So, listen to the voice
Of your God/Christ
Because there’s really
Nothing, no one else
As He comes back
And we watch
As all the old away
Does melt!
Itching Ears
Itching ears,
Itching ears
Fill them with flea powder
Itching ears
Itching ears
For they only deny His power
They do not wish
To hear the truth
Always and only
Are they in pursuit
Of
The self
Themselves, myself
Always and only me
Tell me not the truth
Or I fear my ears will bleed
Gently soothe me
Caress my foolish soul
Lie to me,
My pride and vanity cajole
For I fear you know
This Christianity a book
Speaks of
Would not fit me
Hand in glove
It causes pain
Might even lead
Me to an early grave
So,
Silence your truth
I want no more proof
Of
Creation’s Almighty
Glorious King!
What not me!
A sinner
What not me!
Such words belong
Only to the antiquities
God loves me
This I know
& only blessings
Do I want to be shown
Suffering is not what
I deserve
God should give me
What I want when I want it
Is that not what you observe?
I wish to live as I desire
So tell me no unpleasant words
Like
Obedience
Picking up my cross
Salvation from hell
So please,
Such words to me
Do Not Tell!
But yet,
I sigh
Sometimes I cry
Longing for something
I feel I am missing
I do not have that bliss yet
Where is it of that word
I have often heard
My kismet?
So pastor speak to me
The truth
Perhaps that is
Really the only precious root
Of all existence
I promise to now listen
Without resistance
Come Lord Jesus
Teach me
Holy Spirit reach me
I beg
I wish to only
Be led
Forever & always
Toward your glory
Which eternally and blissfully
Now surrounds your Head!
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