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.
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
Psalm 150
Praise the Lord
Praise God in His sanctuary
praise Him in His mighty
heavens
Praise Him for His
acts of power
praise Him for His surpassing
greatness
praise Him with the sounding of
the trumpet
praise Him with the harp and
lyre
praise Him with timbrel and dancing
praise Him with the strings
and pipe
praise Him with the clash of cymbals
praise Him with resounding
cymbals
Let everything that has breath
praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
I just thought this was good way to start off the day after Christmas Day. Hope everyone enjoyed their Christmas, that everyone stayed safe. May God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit bless and guide your day today.
First True Renaissance
(Re-creation)
After a dark period
It is told in books
There was a Renaissance,
Reformation,
a Recreation,
Of culture, societies
Even of Religion
But I will argue
It had already occurred
At an earlier date
before those books’ words
Told of it. On a cross
in a small back country,
Judea
An explosion
Unseen but felt
After one
insignificant carpenter
Was crucified
Because he testified
To a new way of life
Born in blood,
sweat & tears
Why? satan has no peer
For evil destruction
His desperation
Was showing
A new world,
Kingdom,
New way of living
Was ushered in
For all who would choose
Their life to lose
Inside of His
Built upon a
Foundation of the old
Refined, purified
Like the rarest of golds
For the sake of man
He took our hand
And led us to
His cross
Meant for all
Not just a few
A new earth order
If you choose
Of faith, belief
So on that Day
And in that way
His new earth kingdom
Started.
Change has
Happened
Time for it
To spread
To all places
For the good
Of all faces
Death defeated
satan exposed
for the liar he is
time for the world
to know
it can change,
grow,
because
Christ says so!
Do not have to wait
For a distant heaven
New kingdom life
Is now for the taking
Now is the time
for the slaking
Of our undiminished
Need for God
For every man,
Woman, child
To take us out of our wild
Unruly state he found in us
Return to us His paradise for all
Please I beg of you,
do not refuse
His holy, righteous call!
SoulSails 