Silence An absence of sound The rocks have split Upheavals have shaken The underfoot ground The sky has blackened And at last cleared The city in a festive mood It hears people raise a few cheers But still they do not see, They have not understood
Followers, disciples Huddle in a locked, darkened room Not knowing what comes next If at tomorrow, will that be too soon? Or will today be their last breath They try to comfort one another Hoping to stave off their own death As a few women in the corner Continue to weep
Prayers are raised But God is silent He has already said all He had to say It happened on the night, Of His son’s birth And at last The last day of His painful, Tortured life on this green earth
So get used to the days of silence, They serve a purpose To you, can actually be of a Deeper service Learn how to wait, trust Even when you don’t hear God’s voice See His Almighty hand closely at work For us, this could be life’s hardest choice
This Holy Week Allow all on this world To Seek Only Your Face As each step You took Upon this dust Was meant to completely Erase Every single, last trace For each and every soul Of any or all Of their deepest disgrace
As palms were laid at Your feet You came riding always and only To seek Our completed well-being Which as You hung from the Nails Was all before Your face You chose to be seeing As the skies darkened The earth shook Rocks split As actually You could have Within your temporary flesh’s life Never ever did You just simply the saving Choose To Quit!!
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!!
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!!
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!
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!
