Not Little He makes the Robin sing The honey bee buzz Old men cry And babies laugh Forces the sun’s Blaze with fire & sends the moon’s pale glow at night not one of these things is ever out of His hand or His sight! Knows every black hole And every giant star Every planet, every comet We are able to see Only from afar Holds a vast universe In one hand But we as tiny, So limited man Really see only this dirt, This earth! He Forces great nations To rise & then to fall But, from the Human heart Still hears the slightest, Smallest call For that is where It starts! Within the Human heart Life starts & Ends Not in the wind But in His breath His Spirit Living within! Knows your Every thought Every care, Every smile Every tear So never, ever Have a moment’s fear That your Living, breathing Powerful God is not always near! He is not small He is not little He will always Rush to hear About your life The pain, the strife You live in God is going to win Eternity belongs to Him And so do you If you will only choose!!!
Monday Prayer In the middle of my lostness Wanderings, dark sleep You took the time To search For this one miniscule Lost sheep Good Shepherd, You are the one who Never leaves the one behind Thank you for the saving Of me; body, soul & mind
Not Just Candy on the Top Shining, glorious On top That bright red Cherry Gleaming, glistening On top of whipped crème A most delicious berry Just a nice add-on Makes it more enticing Milkshake underneath Solid, frothy Coming closer to being Desired But tis an unnecessary Thing Does not decrease Or increase The shake beneath Or detract from its Power To make us wish it To devour I sometimes think Of God & Christ We have made Like that cherry That piece on top of stuff A small enhancement, Merely a small piece Of fluff In comparison to That solid milkshake Rest of our lives Are we really going to Wait until our body dies To see reality, God’s importance, Why wait until that time Of crisis? Today, make God The solid majority Of your life Desire most The Lord Of all the angelic hosts The center of your being As ephemeral you become & more fleeting!
In the Beginning Chronicle I In 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!”
Fire Climbing these marble steps Approaching your throne Is like coming to the edge Of a deadly, roaring fire Yet, like the moth Myself I cannot stop Ecstasy, bliss to be consumed Within your fire! The energy your put forth It has eternal worth Heaven’s very light Shining rich & bright Your Fire! Too close & I will die But again, I long, I sigh To live within its flames!
Eze 1:27: from his waist up he looked like glowing metal as if full of fire and that from there down he looked like fire;. . brilliant light surrounded him.
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Smear Campaign A smear campaign, A dark, thick smoky Cloud From eons ago From the beginning Hoping it would be Winning Against Heaven’s Throne Against the Holy One At first this cloud Merely a slight stench But Today, There is a mighty Fist clenched Around the throats Of man An evil hand Works against the sons, Daughters of man Worldwide Grown stronger Only because we Have lingered To listen to its voice At its gates longer Than we should Telling us we Are only physical Only the natural Exists This naturalism Fighting to form A schism Between man And His Creator It’s goal Is to destroy All efforts To acknowledge Man has a soul Eternal, unending Ageless To Smear, slander God’s holy family Point out its flaws Of which it has many Still under Christ’s hand It struggles forward At His command To love His world So the great destroyer Entices Uses our vices, To draw man in To this ancient battle satan knows he cannot win destroy everything spiritual a worldwide campaign in a sense literal using our worldly lusts those great two Money, Power as the world spins toward a darker hour powers that be are blinded cannot see they are being used & very abused to try to bring about a kingdom’s end As I glance upward To the skies Using our greatest weapon A prayer begins Within my heart I cry As the battle around me Intensifies
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