Me on A Cross? I see a lifeless form On a wooden beam It groans Mouthing a bloody foam Another useless dream Or message to be seen? Maybe both Dream and message It raises its head Showing sweat & Tears it has shed Staring into the sky It carries the face of I! It is me, Me on that cross I am where we all Surely would be If not for the other face That took my place, Jesus of Nazareth! Sinner, rebel, Against a one true God & Father I deserved that cross Perhaps in celestial eyes Only another piece of human dross. In pain, As I cursed His name Jesus, son of God Tore my flesh from The nails Put himself there To complete Heaven’s Most loving job Christ took my place That place which belongs To each & all Wicked rebellors Against our Father Now we sing a new song Of Christ’s love God’s forgiveness, Freedom, From a worn-out Worldly kingdom Captives to sin Set free by his death Breathed upon by a fresh breath Of life’s new resurrection!
Jesus loves us so profoundly, deeply and passionately that he left a place so wonderful we can’t even begin to imagine its beauty, and He did it solely for us. He allowed himself to be tortured to death overnight and into the next day for our sakes. He was beaten almost to death, flogged and then spiked to a piece of wood. He loves us totally and completely. The poem below I wrote about the depth of His love for us. Hope you enjoy and may God bless your day. Praise God!!
In Black and White
Small minds reduce
our Lord’s Glory
to mere words on a page.
Life is not lived in
Black and White!
All life contains
Misery and Glory.
Our Lord knew this
And for this
But not in
Black and White!
Here is a repeat of a blog I wrote in October of 2018. I will never forget this experience and hope that it helps your faith in some way. Praise God!!
For years now, I guess about 7 or 8, I have been wanting to talk about 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. 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 is 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 blocks your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you. I did consult a doctor about this. 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. As long as my head is raised and I’m on my sides I am okay.
However, one night before I realized what was going on with me, I went to sleep one night and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I woke up suddenly 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. However, 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 awake, 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 very, very much. God Bless You.
People like to argue over what they perceive to be inaccuracies in the Bible. For example, how no one could seem to find the location of Nazareth. In recent years, however, because of archeological discoveries, the location of Nazareth has been found. I wrote this poem thinking of this small, ancient village. Hope you enjoy it and have a blessed day. Praise God!!
Slumbering at the foot
Of another, greater
larger, yet you persist
unrivaled in your beauty.
By a world entranced
By power, lust, its greed
You slept waiting,
Dozing in your dust.
Until chosen by a power
Not understood by man
Wearing your unseen crown
You nurtured heaven’s
Purpose for all life.
He walked your streets
Breathed in your light-filled air
With every glance, smile
Literally dropped onto, littered your streets
With His glory.
What a King!! To leave
a throne of blazing glory,
enraptured within, carrying,
bringing the breath of heaven
To fill your ancient streets.
But it was just this
the tenderest, gentlest
Grandest deed ever performed,
This to become
That touched our human hearts.
Dear Lord Jesus, This is your day. All over the world people will be celebrating that the tomb was empty. It’s your resurrection day! Praise God! Thank you for taking my place on that cross. Thank you for giving up your eternal throne of glory to come down here and save all of us from the most powerful to the least of us. Thank you for wanting all of us.
Bless you Lord for the beauty of your face and the beauty of your great heart. Thank you for your great power and authority. Thank you for wanting to give us a new heaven and new earth. We wait in anticipation for the redemption of our bodies also. Again, Lord Jesus thank you. In your holy name I pray Amen!!
This is a third attempt on a praise poem I was trying to write(may change it later). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. I’ve just gotten back to trying(emphasis on trying) to write poetry again after a long, long time of being away from it.
I love prayers to God and Christ. They lift up our needs, hopes, desires to God, but oh, to Praise God. It does something for me that nothing else does. It lifts me up above all my problems somehow. It feels like it helps me transcend earth and places me at the foot of God’s throne. We get to dance at the foot of the throne with all His angels in purest joy!
I hope this version of this poem might be able to brighten your day.
Praise God, Praise God.
Angel whispers induce
my empty ears to listen,
Repeating heavenly phrases,
These nuances toward an upward path.
Until louder and louder
The words ring and peal,
Encouraging, echoing in bolder syllables,
each strident unending recitation.
Until as a rising crescendo,
A symphonic cacophony,
Their fiery words ring out.
Praise God!! Praise God!!
Joy is born
As voices repeat.
Each dropping pearl,
Purest sound, falls to earth.
This recreation of
Desiring to live among us
And bless each earthly horizon.
Thus, this our praise
Mimics and echoes,
Reverberates in the above vaults of glory,
a holy essence of each earthly heartbeat!