One Small Fish
Some days
I feel broken
Then I remember
Jesus our God
Broke one small fish
Of food
It was only a
Minute token
Tearing it
Into very, very
Many pieces
His purpose?
So that
He could meet
A greater need
That He
And the Father
Together could feed
Over five thousand
In only one day
So if you
Have to,
Allow yourself
To be broken
Even if many things
You stand to lose
That by Christ Jesus
You also may be used
To feed, to save
Hopefully,
Multitudes of others!!
Tag: Jesus
Warrior God
Warrior God
Hounds on the heels
For days, years on end
Isn’t that how it sometimes
Most usually does it feel
For all of us?
Oh! I cry
Oh, my Warrior God!
Alone and in the dark
Now, incessantly
Do I sob
Demons to the left,
Evil’s pain to the right
Of You nowhere in my vision
Do I seem to catch sight
All around only satan’s emissaries
Alone, alone, always alone I cry
Increasingly my very existence
They overwhelmingly deride
Until I hear your trumpet
I raise my head somewhat
To Your loud commanding roar
I can hear without a doubt
And no longer can contain
My own reverberating shout
As You command, aside evil
Do you toss
For of your beauty’s power
Never will there be a loss
The air around me you purify
You clean
Breathing better all at once
Towards you do I try to lean
On this day, as I am allowed
To gather and to see
The unending sight of my Heaven’s King
Upon His throne
And
Surrounded by your Almighty Power
My soul in ecstasy has found its home!
Hammered
Hammered
At the hands
Of the smithy
Hammered
Over and over
Put back into
The burning,
Roaring flames
Removed
Only to be
Hammered
Again
God will do this
To us
You know
Maybe
Just to show
How much
He really loves you
Remember
He chose you
Not any other
For this
Particular fire
Knowing you so well
Only He could tell
What you needed
To make you rise up
Be inspired
On His shoulders
Lifted higher
And
Put back together
Newer, stronger, ready
To follow
His every step
His Eyes (for a Tuesday morning)
His Eyes
Christ
Coming
Seated on a throne
Crowned in glory
Fresh from
Another's new story
With fire in His eyes
So Holy
Burning intensity
In each glance
Perhaps today
Is your greatest
Chance
Desiring,
Burning the old
To dissolve
Turning to ash
For you
This is His resolve
All must be
Reborn
Renewed
Until you step through
Glorified
Purified
Only then can
You be allowed
To enter between
Heaven's gates
So today
Do not hesitate
Take the offered chance
To receive the fiery dance
Of the eternity living
In His eyes!
Pouf!!
Pouf!!
Pouf,
Swish,
Swoosh
Wave the magic wand
Make it disappear
Where it once stood
Now the air, the very space
Oh, so very, very clear
Cheap magic shows
With their magicians
Do this almost every day
But I am here to you
To declare today
Loudly, boldly to say
There is coming in
Earth’s future
The biggest, loudest
Most terrifying
“POUF”
Mankind will ever see
God in His wisdom
Knowing what we really need
Is going to destroy all
Of this old creation
Using His best and brightest
Innovation
Will POUF away
All we now temporarily see
Out of sight eternally
Will it stay
To show us His new
Universe, new earth
All the old things gone
A total new rebirth!
Will perhaps roll it up
Like an older scroll
Or maybe in a loud roar
With a great fiery heat
So in this planet do not
Put too much security
All that will be left is
God
And His powerful
Eternity’s Infinity
Where every soul
Will bend the knee
And your dear Father
Face to face at last
Will you be allowed to see!!!!
VICTORY!!
VICTORY!!!
After the quietness,
satan’s victory dance
Over His grave
In the stillness of the
Morning’s freshest dew
And in the richness
Of God’s plan
His whole world to renew
Nothing ever seen before
Occurred
God in the flesh
Stepped out of His
Now emptied grave!
As the ground shook
The stone was rolled away
An angel came to sit
In all his glory
Christ stepped out
To take control, full sway
Over all of creation
Once again
He came to claim
His VICTORY!!
To show satan for all eternity
He was defeated
Only God has the last word
Death now eternally cheated
As Christ stepped out into
The garden
He declared that forever
On His glorious throne
Again would He be seated
Came to save us from
An infinity of hell
Evil, darkness, condemnation
Hearing its funeral knell
To give mankind its share
In heaven’s perfect life
This is what His Resurrection
Was meant to declare!
But all this is left up to you
God will never force or coerce
Wanting you to joyfully give
Your heart out of your own choice
So you may own, shout in your own voice
Your VICTORY!
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