Quietly Soft but Deadly

Quietly Soft but Deadly

It may start,
(for most it does)
Quietly & softly
In the heart
Seeking reception
Into your innermost recesses
This will be your greatest test

Large numbers 
Consciences so burned
They will not recognize
So it will quickly seize
Its chance to take hold

satan will try to sneak in
a foothold he lusts to win
Evil hoping to replace
The least little taste
Of Christ’s lovely perfection

The darkness says
Christ does not exist
But the strongest weapon yet
In its arsenal
To persuade you satan
Does not exist

This you must do
Go to any lengths
Use all your own
& lean on the always there
Of Christ’s strength!!

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A Love Song (A Part of)

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A Love Song:
(A Part Of)

It is like I was created to be
Always a part of Your group
Your Holy Trinity
A smaller part
As I bend down
Worship on my knees

It is Your gift to be like you
Should this not
My worldly values askew?
A world so out of balance
Literally out of its mind
Rolling, tumbling on
A very, very thin line

Not even those lost rebellious angels
Did you dare to die for
Only over us Your Spirit’s healing
You wished to pour
To enable re-birth
Through all the light
& darkness of this universe’s 
Massive girth

In truth, nothing and no one else
Did you create to
Reflect the goodness of
Yourself but us
Thank you, Dear Lord
In You only may 
I completely live & trust!

A Stupor!

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A Stupor

In a stupor
We walk
As we stare
At a world
Only physical
We think
But if you blink
In only one small wink
You can awake

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
Then more followed

Until it was
More & more
Now upon
The near & so distant
More eyes
Hearts wakened

So join
A growing crowd
Even if 
You have to shout
To tell what it is

It is too late
& their stupor
We cannot abate
As those who
Are now awake
most patiently
His return

Why This?

What Else?

What else is there?
Nothing rings true
Where upon this planet
For this
Lies the cure?

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!

What Not Me!

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

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!