Memorabilia

What happened when we were children?

Have you ever had a memory
Of someone you once knew
As a child
But no record exists
And you find out much later
It was just in your head?

Was it any less real as vivid as it was?
Drawing in the dirt
Leaves a permanent mark
But washes away in the rain

Awaiting

I read a chapter of Luke today
I read it out loud
And all of Heaven could hear
And my Heart projected
Telling it like a story
And as I was doing so
The memories came flooding in
I could not stop reading
And I could not stop seeing
A Journey
Parallel to my own as I read

Twenty four minutes it took to read
And that was the chapter
But took as long as four days

There is still but one more thing
Awaiting

Repenting And Relenting

The Glory of God that prevails
Despite the acts of evil
Love continues on and will win

I keep my heart in the Lord
He keeps His in mine
So I looked there for you

I felt and heard that song
That could only be sung
By the hearts of the Lovers of Love

Then came along a cry
From one lonely heart
To have mercy

Relenting a most destructive blast
And preventing anyone from taking
That one heart away from the Father’s Love
Amen

Poisoned

We are at peace still
Despite the cup of wrath
Still filling up fast
That last cup I drank
Was poisoned…

By a brood of vipers
Spitting their venom into it
Behold, their jaws will lock
And can never bite
For poison has no effect on us

Cup

Alas, I must write of the response in your hearts
The response that makes the cup fill
With wrath
Do not forget, I will still drink it
Even if it makes me suffer
For a thousand years
I will relent my anger

But I would prefer a cup filled with blessing
So when it fills
I pour it on you all instead
Because I can

Now many have asked for signs
Many have dismissed the Truth
Signs are all around you
Veiled

What good is faith
If you do not love it?

And I have given signs
That were never asked for
But foretold before the day

Some say it was a fluke…
If you read anything I have written
Then you will know
That fulfillment of all Scripture and Time
Is not a coincidence
There are two sides to every coincidence

Where Is The Joy?

Live every day
As though it were the last
For it is the last day
Always
I Am the last
So what now?

If I say I have entered the Kingdom of Heaven
Yet before me you have not
I do not say to you
You are not in My Kingdom, away with you
I tell you it is here and now
And saturating this place with grace
Do you not know it with your heart?

I am left surrounded
By an army of the lost
Brought to me from every corner
Though there is a great and infinite chasm in between
Heaven and Earth
The Lord and I
Have bridged the divide

By the mere Will of God alone I will draw you closer and closer still
Because I have opened up my Heart to all
And thus blessing and graces
Yes, especially now
In the most desperate of times

Grace for the courage to respond…
Oh Francis, Peter, what are YOU going to do for them?
Who are your eleven?
I appointed twelve
The other twelve thrones
Will be appointed by ME
THE OTHER TWELVE THRONES ARE NOT FOR MEN

YOU, Peter, have the power to cure the sick, blind, lame, and even raise the dead. Why is this not happening? Shall I take that power away from you and give it to the other twelve I have chosen or shall you share in the Glory of the Resurrection in Christ?