In The Beginning
Chronicle III
Eden’s glory on
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In yellows,
Greens &
Brilliant azure blues
Unflawed life
With Perfection’s love
No displeasure felt
About which to sigh
Walking under clearest skies
Nor reason or complaint
Over which to die
Wait, what is that,
To die?
Understood not yet
Or known
No pain or regret
With which to live
Only joy & love
A thing called death
Living only in the shadows
Air is always clean
& fresh
Only peace is
Ever seen
Between earth, sky
& the sea
Man & all animals
Live only & always
In harmony to be
Food abundant
Work is no toil
No displeasure there
To ever despoil
Its sense of purpose
Or the ease
Of life lived under
Gentle trees
Swaying softly overhead
At night only rest
Is found in all their beds
Until one day
With a slight chill
An unknown shadow passes
A rustling in the grasses
Never heard before
The man stopped to sniff
The air
The woman paused
to express only a mild care
But in naivete
On that most unusual day
Neither knew from
Experience they lacked
What formidable evil
Slithered,
Invading their Paradise
Now lurking & looming
Behind their backs
This a repeat of a blog I have posted before on my site, but this experience was so dramatic I feel I should share it once again. I know I will never forget it.
For years now, I guess about 7 or 8, I have been wanting to talk about, tell, something that happened to me one night. I have only told family members about it since I’m not very good at standing up and talking in front of people or telling things to people. I guess I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me.
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 completely closes your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you. I do not think I could sleep with one of the breathing machines they use so I sleep with the head of my bed raised and try to stay on my sides.
However, one night I went to sleep and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I woke up suddenly, fully awake and conscious, 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 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 an 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 profoundly, passionately and completely. God Bless You.
I got the opportunity to do a book review of a new book of poetry. It is the first book for Kathi Burg, and is available on Amazon.
This is a lovely little book containing uplifting messages for anyone struggling through difficult circumstances. With simple yet clear writing, Kathi leaves uplifting words for life’s difficulties and dark struggles. God is in the middle of all our valleys in life and wants to love us through and in the middle of them. You will enjoy the hope that these poems will leave you with. Almost every poem is illustrated with beautiful pictures that colorfully convey the meaning behind the verses.
Cars are Creeping
Cars are creeping
& no one is leaping
On those icy streets
Parking lots are dotted
As with deicing salt they are besotted
& stores are hoping
their customers to keep
In my part of the world
Unused we are to this much ice
So even as much as they try
Still we must moan & cry
We need more Salt!
So every thing comes to a halt
As we slip & slide
Inexperienced with
this much Snow & Ice
Wave as we go coasting thru
(my car with a mind of its own
Is now imbued)
Unable to halt at all
At each or any little red stop sign!
Where I live we are not used to ice and snow hardly at all so almost everything comes to a halt with only a small amount of snow. This time, however, we got a large amount of ice (just glad the electrics did not go out).Hope everyone is having a good day and Praise God for His love, mercy & joy!
In the Beginning
Chronicle II
A loud voice boomed
“What is that I hear”
Trembling on a marble step
Leading to the throne
A loyal angel replied
Almost with a groan,
“It is not good news I fear
Your Grace.”
“Tell me.”
The answer came, “We have
A problem,
A never seen before rebellion.
Coming from your favored one,
The leader of all angels.”
“Leave me. I will discuss this
With my Son.”
So, in heaven it was decided
This would not be abided
Creation does not tell its
Creator how to create or lead.
For the very first time
In all of infinity
Expulsion from this place
Was decided by
The Holy Trinity
satan would have to be
removed from the presence
of God’s face.
But he did not go quietly
The battle for God’s throne
Was waged with ferocity
As they refused God to still praise
Swords were raised
And some were slain
By flinging them into
Dark dungeons
This once bright
Glorious angel,
Their leader, now was dark
God’s love, light
Mercy & grace
Had flown from his heart
Empty was he now
Filled only with an all-consuming
Lust for God’s crown
So, in sorrow,
God had to retaliate
satan was flung out
Of heaven’s gates
Thrown to earth to roam
Forever more alone
Never to enter again
His once heavenly home
As for his followers
Well,
They are held in a kind
Of hell
In dark prisons
They are chained
Awaiting that great day
Of the Lord
When all will be judged
Who have rebelled
Against God’s name
It is so sad, it is a shame
That their rightful place
In glory
They never will be able
To reclaim.
In the Beginning
Chronicle IIn the beginning there
Was nothing outside of Heaven
So, in the beginning
God decided
To create
For Himself
A World
He hummed, “You know, Son
We have so much to share
Of kindness
Love, joy
Sometimes I feel
Like
I might explode
Or implode
I cannot hold
It all in
any longer.”
So with a whirl
And a twirl
And a small jiggle
Or was it a wiggle
God created
His earth.
Gleaming, shining
With life
It glowed
Just to show
Its Creator’s Glory,
This story of
His Love
Slowly, He stroked
With one gentle hand
The lion’s mane.
“Look, it’s heart beats
I think I just
Might keep
This one.
But you know what
I think I need me
A Man.”
“What is a man, Father?”
“Just watch.”
He blew on the dust
And with one single thrust
Of one finger
He raised him from the ground.
God smiled.
Happy, pleased and joyful,
He turned to his newest son,
“Welcome to life, Adam,
And this,
Your new Paradise!”