God’s Power

I know that a lot of people do not like to hear about supernatural experiences, but they do exist. God can reveal Himself in any way He chooses. I have had a few experiences with such mostly in the form of a vision. They are always waking visions, and I do not know why He would give them to me as I am not a particularly important person down here. I was an orphan from birth so I was from the start one of the least of the least down here. I tell this only for the benefit of other people hoping it will help you somehow in your relationship with our Almighty Loving Creator Father.

Early one morning, I had just woken up, I was lying in bed looking out the window at the early morning sun and clouds in the sky. In my spirit I could start to see an angel standing on a platform of white clouds with steps leading up to it. I started to pay closer attention. The angel was muscular with tanned skin and shoulder length blondish hair. He was wearing only an almost knee length white, pleated skirt like cloth around his waist with golden sandals on. He held in his right hand a large, rounded spear taller than he was, maybe at least 7 feet tall. At first ,he was not looking at me then he slowly turned his head. He was frightening.

His eyes were a crystal clear blue, and the planes of his face were all moving with the colors of the rainbow constantly moving across his face but it was his expression that was so terrifying. He looked at me as if he could destroy me with less than one flick of one eyelash. His power seemed overwhelming. Then slowly, behind him a green mist started to form with an even stronger sense of power evolving behind him. It grew and grew until it was almost unbearable. I have never felt fear or terror like that in my life from the completely overwhelming sense of power in that greyish-green mist of clouds behind him. I feel like God was trying to give me a sense of His complete power over our earth and all of His universe. Again, it was totally terrifying. If He had not stopped the vision when He did, I’m not sure I could have enduring much longer.

Here on earth, especially in the USA, I feel we have lost a reverential fear of God. In our churches in America, it seems we have tried to turn God into a warm, fuzzy version of Santa Claus who will give us whatever we want whenever we want it. We have somehow lost respect for Him and just exactly how powerful He really is. We should never make God small, after all He holds the entire universe in His hands. We are so blessed He is as good and kind and loving and forgiving as He is. Praise You, Lord God, Praise You. I hope in telling this I can help you somehow in your faith walk and into a deeper relationship with our wonderful, gracious Creator, Lord, and Father!!

Martyr?


Martyr?

Are you really
Willing to die?
Let go of it all?
For an illusion?
Something I cannot
See?
Something I
Cannot touch?

But you say it
Is the truth
This is indeed
Most acute!
Is this how
Your mind
You wish to soothe?

An unseen God
A Holy Savior
A spiritual level to life?
To save us from what?
I will admit
There is much chaos
Afoot
Everywhere much cruelty
Pain suffering
To find all of that
No one would really
Be at all hard put!

Maybe you are right
Perhaps I should be more
Contrite
Learn to let go
So I too may know
The Spirit's burning fire,
Joy, the Privilege
To pick up my cross
And follow Him
His paradise to win
To lose myself
And for the living Christ
Become a martyr!!

Warmth

Jesus’s powerful presence and love can fill your heart and spirit like nothing or anyone else can. Nothing else on our earth can satisfy your deep spiritual, emotional needs like He can, and He wants to do that eternally and forever. Praise God!


Warmth

Warmth fills the air
Pure gold
A white clad throng
They part
I stare

You come
Walking
through the middle
No one makes a sound
Toward me
You extend a hand
You smile

Your radiance,
Dear Christ,
Warms me
To my bones
And
Within Your smile's
Warmth
Lies my forever home!

No Other Blood

No Other Blood

My slate wiped
Clean
Of everything I
Have done selfishly
Everything mean
And
By what you say?
Christ's Holy, Pure
Blood

On an ancient hill
called Calvary
Put forth for
Every living, breathing
Creature to see
The God-man hung
From spikes in hands
And feet
His love-filled Blood
Staining the ground

So with only from
His lips a few
Sounds
His Pure, Holy Blood
Did encircle, surround
His earth
For all eternity,
All time
Certainly not yours
And never mine

It was only Him
Our King, Lord, Creator
Savior
Joined with the Holy
Father
That made the plan
Only His Blood
Strong, pure, clean
Enough
To save corrupted
Man

So next time you're
Feeling grateful
Get down on your knees
Thank Christ for that
Day most fateful
For there was no other
Blood
That could have done
The job
Rescued us from our
Blackened sin
And
Brought us back home
To our generously
forgiving GOD!

My Need! (ai image)


My Need (ai image)

My shell
At times
So weak
So frail
Earthly
Made of only
Dust
In it
May we never
Ever put our
Deepest trust

All of that
Is temporary
My spirit
My real me
Only it
Heads into God’s
Most precious eternity

I sigh,
I long
For such
A place
Filled with
Only
Your perfection
Your glory's
Holy Grace
Longing to see
Nothing
But Your Bright Light
Your Face!

Oh, God Almighty,
Help me
Make
The right choice
Among all of
This earth's lost voice
It's rising dust
May I not turn
May I not trust
Wars,
Murders
Deceits
Lies,
Chaos
In all of these
You are all
Anyone's immortal
Soul
Really ever needs!!

Of His Power

Of His Power!!

A vision was given
An impression received
Beautiful yet frightening
So clearly seen
Yet sometimes even I find it
Hard to believe

That You would honor me
With this vision
Of Your holy one
This angelic messenger
Impressed was I
Of that you can be sure

In his great power
& in silence he stood
On a cloud so white
In his full magnificent glory
And Your Most Holy Might

Beautiful,
Over his skin’s surface dwelling
Rainbow’s colors changing, moving
Of Your spirit’s beauty was it telling

His eyes full of so fierce a light
It gave my heartbeat a moment’s fright
Compelling, yet I yearned to turn away
Yet held was I & stayed

With one wink
Destroyed could he have me
Ferocious in his glory
Showing only the story
The completeness of
Your Glory’s overwhelming power

Although sometimes I think
Does it take a slightest toll
Upon the stronghold of my soul
These dreams, these visions
Yet I beg please, please do not scold
Because I have from the very start
In telling of had only best intentions
For your soul’s peace of heart