Sentinels

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Sentinels

I turn & look 
Overhead
Power floats
Moves in the air
Shall I believe
Trust
Do I dare?

Around, at my sides
Are you, have you 
Truly imbibed
His Glory, Power
You seem like
A fortress, tower
Of His perfection

You have been sent
His messenger
This I know
For it has been shown
In all you do
For you truly chose
To show obedience
In all your ways

So there you are
His angels,
His Messengers, 
To show once again
His overwhelming love
Protection, power
That He chooses to shower
Over all the earth!

PRAISE YOU LORD GOD, PRAISE YOU 

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Total Transformation

 
 
 Total Transformation
  
  
 In time, a caterpillar becomes
 The butterfly
 To rise, float thru 
 Bluest skies
 An infant becomes 
 A man
 Meant to reach upward
 For God’s hand
  
 Both created by the
 Same generous
 Loving Father
 Desiring, waiting
 All nature again to gather
 To Himself
  
 Allow yourself to follow 
 That inner instinct 
 That interior pulling
 That deepest urge
 Toward this 
 Christ & Lord
 It can be the Undoing
 In your life, the total Purge
 Of satan’s evil darkness
   

Money, Money

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 Money, Money
  
 Money, money everywhere
 Yet not enough to think with
 My soul might surely drown
 In that deafening sound
 Of the clink, clink, clink 
 Of those hard, cold coins
 As they roll, tumble & sink
 To the bottom of my cup
 From which I’m trying to sup
  
 I raise this now full cup
 To try and drink
 Cup’s edge at the brink
 Of my own thirsty lips
 Almost overwhelmed
 As all I can smell
 Is the odiferous stink
 Of coin’s metallic toxins
  
 This deadly metal’s liqueur
 I feel now most sure
 Will kill me
 My thirst t’will not abate
 Nor will it finally slake
 The pounding, roaring lust
 For more, more, more
 For money’s tempting allure
 Is there not some final cure?
  
 I lust 
 Yet dare not trust
 The swirling deadly liquid 
 So I will not swallow
 The poisons which
 Lie golden in the hollow
 Of My cup
  
  
 Yet with all of this said
 I toss & turn on my bed
 In the dark of midnight’s light
 Searching for an answer
 Money is not the cancer
 Itself only an answer
 To life’s most real of needs
 It is that deadly lust
 That will cause the deepest rust
 To my center’s being
 Oh, the hurtful sting
 Of my soul’s new knowledge
  
 So, I will try fleeing
 Flinging off the desires
 The deadly coins do sire
 In every human heart
 Turn to my inner being
 Wait for Heaven’s lights
 To cause a new way of seeing
 Of myself, yourself, this life 
 And throw off money’s 
 Most paralyzing strifes
   

Parallel Universes

 
 
 
 Parallel Universes
  
 I’ve heard the words used
 Before
 Parallel universes
 From several books
 Those words are torn,
 Borrowed
 If you please
  
 Also in theories of those
 Who do not like to be told
 Of a living God
 and 
 only one single universe,
 HIS
  
 In old science fiction
 Books
 If you care to look
 Words like the above
 Are used
 Into this you are welcome
 To peruse
  
 In another ancient book
 Words are used
 If the truth you wish 
 to persue
 It speaks of this life we see
 Of this for yourself
 You may read
  
 A Bible, ancient &
 Holy
 Tells Gods story
 Of creation from
 Nothing
 Of all of this
 Something
 Which surrounds us
  
  
 But it also speaks
 Of what we cannot see
 With just physical eyes
 It speaks of spirits
 Good and bad
 & choices to be had
 By us
  
 Of angels, demons
  A destructive satan
 A loving Savior
 A Holy God of 
 Spirit
 Of Heaven & hell
 In its words it does tell
 Of these parallels
  
 Unseen but not unfelt
 In your heart,
 Spirit,
 I think most of us know
 It exists
 Draw closer to God and
 He will draw closer to you
  
 This is the truth 
 He wants you to know
 For certain
 He wants to open 
 The curtain
 Between the two
  
 For us these two levels of
 Existence
 Are the very substance
 We are made of
 Both physical and
 Spiritual
 Existing in both
 We are clearly told
  
 As a hand fits 
 Into a glove
 The spiritual above
 dwells within our
 Physical below
 More & more
 You will become aware
 As You let God indwell
 Your core essence,
 Your very Soul!
  
  
  
  So take a look around
 It will astound
 And should remind
 Of how frail this
 Physical is  
  
  
  

  
   

Night’s Dreams

 
 
 Night’s Dreams
 I’ve got to go to bed
 I’ve got to go to bed
 In the darkness
 I know I’m clearer
 It feels the best time 
 I can get into my head,
 undisturbed
  
 Dreams cannot come
 into the busy dayness
 of a hurried world
 This night time’s
 Darkness is when
 You chose to drop
 Your wisest pearls
  
 And so I write
 In this middle of the night
 (I do not know why)
 Seems to bring forth,
 Induce,
 Out of dark obscurity
 Your heaven’s brightest lights
  
 Exhausted I fall back
 I am so very tired
 Yet feeling grateful
 To dream,
 Have my soul
 Thus inspired
 Beneath your loving hand! 

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Lamb on A Cross

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 Lamb on a Cross
  
 Meat, red, raw
 Trembling &
 Unprotected by
 Skin
 Or anything
  
 The man groans
 A lamb on a cross
 Red meat exposed
 To air
 & no one there
 To seem to care!
  
 Blood gushes
 Red & also raw
 As demons dance
 On the dark ground
 Underneath the sounds
 Of his groans
  
 They squeal, scream
 With delight
 The light has been
 Quenched
 In the sight
 Of the whole world!
  
 Or so they think
 But this cup He 
 Must drink
 Only for a few hours
 Will prove to crush, sink
 Hell’s greatest hopes.
  
 As evil flames lick
 The base of that cross
 The man suspended 
 In air
 Dies
 No more earthly cares
 Or sighs
 For Him.
  
 Praise God!!
 The ground trembles
 It quakes
 A massive stone
 Rolls away
 The beginning of this
 New day
 Opens heaven’s gates
 For all seeking a better way!
  
 Hell has lost
 Christ has won
 Heaven’s purest Son!
 His obedience poured
 Out thru His blood
 Ran to ground
  
 Our obedience 
 Poured out thru
 our hearts
 A fresh, new start 
 Every morning to 
 Mimic our King
 Be forgiven thru
 The blood of
 A lamb on a cross!!
  
  
   
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