I hope you have a very blessed day!!
Alive !!
Glory, light
Flying, encircling
A golden crown
Face and head of love
Fully alive.
Joy sings
From voices
Shouting your name
Bliss at the foot of
Your throne
Ecstasy unknown below
Fills
Spirit lands with warmth
Beauty
Throbs, pulsates
From your Face.
All shout for
Joy
Voices above
And below!
Your fingers bend
To caress
Earth to bring
Loved ones home
To save, replenish
Nourish
This world starved
For your love!
Radiant
Glory, soft, gentle
Radiant on a face
Purity once encased
In flesh
Extends a hand
An invitation
Never forced.
Join
Become one with
The eternal
Lifting he sighs
Longing to give
Show, eternity
Inscribed upon
His face, Holy
Joy, all life
Beaming from a
Head enveloped
Within a crown
Of radiant pure glory.
Light dances,
Rainbow’s colors
Revolve around
His Head of grace
Wanting, desiring
To give more than
Imagination can speak
Of Himself
Spirit of all life, joy
Contentment, fulfillment
Love, peace beyond
The scope of a cruel
world’s grasp, deluded
blinded by an evil one
ancient enemy of life
cruel and destructive
Take the offered hand
Receive the gift
Written in blood but
Yet still offered
Life, eternity awaits
All are welcome
No restraints, barriers
Join the dance
Joy, bliss, ecstasy
At the foot of a
Throne of forgiveness
And His radiant face.
I hope you have a blessed Sunday. Praise God!!
Praise
Singing, it flies reaching
For celestial skies.
This joy, how it blesses.
Undeserving, I turn tired eyes
Toward your face.
Joy, transcendent of all
I have known, glory
growing at your feet, at the
Bottom of your throne.
With hands reaching upward, this
Form of praise
Follows, lips that shape sounds
To raise your glorious name.
God has been so kind to me. I came into this world as an orphan, one of the lowest of the low with nothing, no mother, no father, no brother, no sister, no love. I have known lovelessness, a total vacuum of love. My earliest memories are only of fear, terror, despair and a sense of hopelessness. They said I was a sensitive child. Maybe it impacted me more than it would have someone else. I don’t know.
I had issues of trust and abandonment. Because of my background, even after I had learned of God’s love and His reward of Heaven, I still had trouble believing it and feeling secure in it.
The other morning right after I woke up, God gave me another vision, impression if you please. I know telling things like this makes some people uncomfortable, but they do happen. The closer you draw to God the closer He will draw to you. Anyway, in this one, I was dressed like a bride in a full long veil and long bridal gown. Christ was holding me by the hand and leading me up some stairs moving upward in this intensely, brilliant light. It stopped there.
I believe He gave me this impression to help reassure me that all believers, me and you if you choose, in Jesus Christ everywhere will be presented to the Living God as His pure bride, his church. An eternity of perfection and bliss awaits you if you so choose. May God bless your day. Praise God!!!
Here’s just a short, almost whimsical poem for the end of your week. Hope you have a good weekend. Praise God!!
Praise
Praise in the Rain
Praise in the Light
Praise under the Covers
in the middle
of the Night.
Shout in the darkness
Lift out your voice
You’re free, never forced
to make it your choice.
So Praise, Praise
this Wonder of Wonders,
This God who covers
with His cross
each and every Blunder.
There is only one entity that can lift you up out of the slime pits of hell, and that is the Holy Spirit. When Satan literally is trying to destroy you—-and remember he doesn’t want to just give you a little boo boo, he wants to rip you to shreds——only the Holy Spirit of the Living God and Christ has the power to destroy Satan’s influence and effects in your life. Saturate yourself in Him. I had a horribly abusive start in life and was put into a home where I unfortunately never quite felt really wanted or loved. If it had not been for the presence of the living Christ in my life, I might have done myself in.
Watchman Nee says to kill off your old self, crucify yourself every morning in order to allow Christ to completely and totally live in you. Apostle Paul says It is not I that liveth but Christ that liveth in me. When you go under the waters of baptism, it like being buried, and you don’t bury something unless it is dead. We are to be new creations, totally new. The old man of sin and death was destroyed on Christ’s cross. We will never do this perfectly this side of heaven. It is something we do have to struggle with.
I pray you can draw closer to the Living God. He does love you deeply, profoundly and passionately enough to send His only child to be tortured to death on a cruel, Roman cross. You are very, very precious to Him. Draw close to God, and He will draw close to you. Pray over everything with praise and thanksgiving.
Here is a poem on His presence. May the God of all hope bless your day. Praise God!!
Purchase
It was a purchase divine
In blood and of flesh
Freed from bone,
Ripped and torn.
Separated from life
But still supreme
Before a world lusting
After its death.
Who could know this
small death, one body
Thrown underground
Ripped open for eternity
An infinity of graves!
SoulSails 