Things are getting warmer
Spring has come sooner than expected, heh
Wonder how that could have happened…
Tag: poetry
Strength
If you were gifted with His Strength
What Gift shall you then discern next?
Wonder? Understanding?
I tell you truly, neither of those gifts first
For with the true Gift of Strength
Strength that is in Christ
Not even all of Hell could prevail against
Thus you have the Might to withstand fire
Whether it is from the Spirit
From words of power
Or from destructive devices
If your gift is indeed His Strength that He gave
To understand His Strength
Seek Counsel with the Holy Spirit
And then seek Wisdom
To you will then be granted Understanding
His Understanding
If you have thus so far
Understood the Strength in the Lord
Then praise and thanks should be given to the Lord
For you are halfway there
Led only by Him
To be in the Fear of the Lord
It would then be by your Strength
But you must lean on Piety with Knowledge
Otherwise you will prey on others
For the strong are easily corrupted
If the other gifts are ignored
For how can you strike your enemy with Wonders with Mercy
Without first having understood
What the Fear of the Lord really means
Saviour
With power over Life and Death
He will always be loving and merciful
There really is nothing to fear
Even to the lowest of the dead
He will come to save
Victory
Christ destroyed Death and took his place
So who is He then? The God of Death?
Is He not also the God of Love, thus Life itself?
Where O Death is your victory?
Where is your sting?
Truly I tell you, the sting of death is sin
And the power of sin is the law
So when He is done with you all
He will be the last to Ascend in Glory
And there is NOTHING you can do to stop Him
Angel of Death
What is this warning that you all have now in your hearts?
Repent or be destroyed is ringing in the air…
Truly I tell you
The horror you feel
Is not because God will destroy you
It is in truth because when He leaves this place
After all of His Faithful have Ascended with Him into Heaven
The one who remains, you should really fear
Because He has the power to destroy both body and soul in Hell
You call him the Destroyer, the Angel of Death
Alas, maybe you do not already know
But Death was destroyed on the Cross
For Jesus Christ died
And rose from the dead on the third day
So when Christ leaves with all His Chosen Ones
Is it really death you all fear?
Or maybe you should fear yourself
For your own rejection of your Creator and God
Will leave Him no choice but to show you the Truth
In ways you only seem to understand
Warning
The Lord has been warning you
From various different people and places
With special graces
Even marvelous miracles to behold
But you listen to them not
That is not a very smart thing to do
Then He Showed Me
Then He showed me the whole world
And the turmoil you were all in
My heart sunk with pity
I could not turn my back away
Not when there must be something
Something that I could do
As I pondered this, He said
“You must go down there and pray
And teach others the way
You will remember this when you need to
And on a day near the day of My Return”
I hesitated and looked sad, “Right now?”
He laughed and said, “On the third day
But do not be afraid
I go before you always
Come follow me”
So I followed Him to a place
It truly was Heaven
I remember faces even
But not any names to go with them
I remember the shouts of Joy
Upon entering by the Gates
We left as Student and Teacher
Entered Heaven both as Masters and Kings
Each day in Heaven that went by
Was like a thousand years on Earth
The human mind cannot possibly contain it all
But by being raised in Christ
He taught us the way by Faith and Love
So We came down together
And when I came to on Earth
It was as though only a moment had passed
Then I wondered when I found out
And treasured in my heart
At how it was indeed possible
That two days had already passed
…
That One Question
And I tell you truly, I have already ascended
For in that moment
Just before I was about to
The Lord asked me one question
“Now that you know that you are about to ascend in My Glory
Will you go back for me?”
…
Robed
I suppose this would be a good time
To mention this now
The truth about one thing in particular
Is that there is an Eighth Sacrament
The Sacrament of Ascension quite simply
The unction is not given by a priest nor bishop
Nor by the Pope
Nor the Angels in Heaven
Nor even the Angels on the Earth
Nor by Saints will it be
But It will be by God Himself
Through our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ
Upon those whom He has chosen
From amongs those who stand before Him
Robed in Glory given by Him
Amen
Möbius
Picture a Möbius strip
In the shape
Of the number eight
There is only one thing
With a single face
But it also has two sides
As only one side you can see
This is an outline of a skeleton key
The Keys to the Kingdom of Heaven
I have in my hands
Wondered
Something I have oft wondered
Has been on my heart
For a very, very long time
I always start with Wonder
For Wonder is also the Fear of the Lord
It leads to humility, and always with love
Piety comes if you ask…
I have in my hands a gift for you all
A gift I hesitate to reveal
I hesitate because I can see
Not enough, as far as I am concerned
Will believe…
So how to reach so many
So many in a short amount of time
What you must do to receive
The Eighth Gift of His Most Holy Spirit
The Gift of Ascension
The problem is, the Day of Ascension is at hand
It is so very close people
I weep at the loss
Will you not allow even a window?
You do not need even see me
To be that love in the world
Have you not heard?
It was Jesus Christ who said
Whoever humbles himself like a child
He is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven
Whoever receives one such child in My Name
Receives Me
This should be understood by now
That every once and awhile
God comes down
In human form, as a child
Whenever so he pleases to do so
Amidst all the other children
Know that the power of the law
Has no power over Him
If you should tempt the Lord
You would not even know it was He
Does it not mean then you have power over Him?
But woe to you, should He Himself succumb to your temptation1
While He Returned as the weakest and least of you all
What do you think the Father will do
When He experienced first hand how you treated
Himself while He was intentionally weak?
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1 But whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened around his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea. Woe to the world for temptations to sin! For it is necessary that temptations come, but woe to the man by whom the temptation comes!
Strange
Felt compelled to write something weird..
Something strange, as someone named Victor would say
But some echo in the hearts
Made three hearts leap to the sky
Nothing like Romeo and Juliette
I can see your heart like x-ray vision
Leaving behind a kiloton of pain
Degrees Of Separation
You all have this theory
That says
Everyone in the world
Is separated by at most
Six people
The seventh is God
But anything He wrote himself
Could reach you all in an instant
But it does not
What does that say about you and the world?
The Silence
I wish I was going crazy
I wish that the onslaught would stop
I heard the Father beckon for silence
To hear the battle taking place
That ongoing battle that raged within
But as everything fell silent
The words I dare not utter here
It was the surrender to love
As the judgement was swift
The blade that came down
It broke in two
It could not break through
The astonishment only meant
Nothing is ever stronger than love
Expectations
You cannot expect peace if you yourself do not give it
You can expect peace, when you do
But should war be at your doorstep
And your only trust is in the Lord God
Know that peace will come
Peace comes through acts of love
Bitter Poison is Sweet
I know what betrayal tastes like
It tastes sweet, but turns bitter
Like it was designed to fool you
Like, taste this honey
Laced with poison, mind you
And tell me what you think…
But then just as you enjoy the sweet taste
It turns on you, rips you apart, and kills you
The pain that you must go through, none will ever see
For they think you are gone
And toss you into a box underground
Or burn you to ashes
To me poison has only a taste
So I endure its effects for a while
Not exactly a pleasant way to die, really
And from the lips of the oppressors, they cry
“What we do not know, does not hurt us
And what is dead will never come back to life”
But now you know, the dead can come back
And not in a way you will ever expect
Will you still kill with poison
Whether out of mercy or not
Now that you know?!
If you know nothing, how can you say you are wise?
Taken
There was one who pleased God and was loved by him
And while living among sinners he was taken up
He was caught up lest evil change his understanding
Or guile deceive his soul
For the fascination of wickedness obscures what is good
And roving desire perverts the innocent mind
Being perfected in a short time
He fulfilled long years
For his soul was pleasing to the Lord
Therefore he took him quickly from the midst of wickedness
Yet the peoples saw and did not understand
Nor take such a thing to heart
That God’s grace and mercy are with his elect
And he watches over his holy ones.
– Wisdom of Solomon 4:10-15
Obviously
I offer You, my Lord God, myself every day
And I want to die
I give You my will every morning
And I am ready for the day
Am I the only one who understands this love?
I hate this world…
Those that truly love are so very few
The world has been warned
It has already begun
Thus a command was given
To the legions of Angels in wait
A command unpronounceable by any tongue here…
The cup of wrath has been overflowing
I have stayed the hand of God before
Stayed His hand from pouring out that cup of wrath
Now I wish I did not
I am not going to this time
For your faith has dried up
Like a withered and rotten root
The caretakers of the vineyards are drunk
On their own blood in the their cup of abominations
You have had time to repent
You ignored warning after warning
But you continue on your oblivious way
As though everything is all just fine
When love is branded
Used and abused
Where does that leave you?
I have heard numerous commands just now
Angels executing plans
All has been set into motion
Now there is no stopping it
I have foreseen it
So to you who do this
Fuck you and the evil seeds you planted
You certainly did not come to me
But rather you cut me off instead
No one ever told me why
Now I know
Now you will taste Justice
Rejoicing
…then I remembered His promise to me
It took some time
But eventually I broke down
After way too many dances with death
Lo, I looked within to discover
That place of Heaven
Eternally we all can go to
I love so many I go to them all
The others that prefer death
I cannot forsake them all
I wept bitterly but no tear fell
It just… washed away
Yea, that means it was His eyes
But lost in the ocean of mercy
Love returns as love
With great rejoicing in God our Saviour
Quickening
Every day I am smaller
Every day I am His
Every day He is larger
Every day He is mine
I wish it took an instant
But time only quickens
When it is His footsteps quickening
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