Tuesday, February 27, 2018

The Fading Sunlight

The waves ebb and flow
Much like the minds of men
Tossed and turned this way and that
Then changed to foam until the next arrives

Aristotle and Voltaire
And Marx and Freud
The last wave comes and replaces the first

He’s right
No! He’s right, no! He’s right
No! He’s right

Who can sail upon this ocean of madness?
This way!
No that way!
No this way!
No that!

I will not fade into the greying fog
When the beautiful sun shines
No more upon this sea

In the dimness of the grey
I will let their bones wash ashore
Skeletons of striving
Sailors of a failed voyage

Is not the ocean beautiful?
Shining light upon a fractured mirror
A warm, lethal embrace inviting me in

Instead I will walk across the water by will
Or is it magic that calls my name?
These floating shoes couldn’t possibly be the
       reason

And finding a mountain
Protruding from the sea
I climb and climb and climb
‘Til the fog fades in the red sunset

I can see the dolphins from here
Choppy, red, sea of fire
With love I will invite people
To join me on this Rock

2-19-18

Thursday, May 4, 2017

The Day that Death was Conquered

The tomb was shut and sealed
A vigil of a few soldiers stood watch
But a vigil of thousands of soldiers 
     watched from the spirit realm
One of great power and authority
Shining armor emitting spectacular light
With wings spread wide
Descending, slowly
Bolts of lightning surrounding this 
     warrior
Eyes white with wisdom and fire
Flowing blonde hair that seemed to blow
     from a breeze that earth could not 
     feel
A chest plate of bronze with matching 
     gauntlets and boots
But not a bronze of earth or tarnish or
     rust
A bronze like a mirror that is so pure and
     vivid that you can see into your soul
     in your reflection
A bronze of great weight
Under the magnificent armor,
A tunic of finest linen
White like glowing snow
Lightning all around
From his eyes to his tunic to his armor
He shone like a white star descending 
     from Heaven
As he descended the earth shook
The ground quaked beneath the presence 
     of such a mighty being
Waves of power could be felt pulsing out
     from the angel
The soldiers of earth gazed upon this 
     spectacular being
And fainted as though they were dead 
     men
The angel touched down on the earth
Raising his hand, he touched the massive
     boulder that sealed the tomb
With only a slight movement of his hand
     on the boulder, 
The stone moved away so quickly it was 
     as if the stone jumped off of the earth
     in which it stood in fear and reverence
     of the angel
Then, behold, Jesus Christ
The Lamb of God, once slain, rose again
An eruption in Heaven and in the spirit 
     realm on earth exploded with cheers, 
     shouts, clapping, trumpets, and 
     praises such as had never happened 
     before or since
The King came forth
The powers of darkness shrieked in terror
Not realizing until now how God had used
     them as pawns in His plan to restore 
     creation 
Then Jesus, walking out in majesty, shone
     so brightly 
His powerful spirit embodied now in the 
     physical 
The powers of darkness defeated, trumpets 
     and flutes played such a symphony in
     Heaven
How I long to hear that triumphant roar
     at such an event
The day my Savior conquered death
What a powerful Name it is, the Name of
     Jesus Christ

4-29-17

Thursday, March 2, 2017

The Journey

Running, running, running
A little trail of darkness
Reaches out from the forest
That gloomy, thorn-filled maze
Failed to claim my life
The shadows stretch the hand of death
Failing, not reaching, the blackness
     cannot survive the light
Running, running, running
Ear to ear I grin
Tailwind blows steady
Sunshine, green grass, a cloudless,
     doubtless sky
Downhill
Exhilarating force propels me forward
Energy, power, hope, faith, love
Running, running, running
Downhill
The path ends with a cliff
Open ocean, cloudless, doubtless sky
Wind against my back
Picking up speed
Running, running, running
Empty space ahead
A chasm unmeasureable
Preparing for the floor to drop
Grass disappears into a stony cliff
Just before the end, waves of energy
     course through my legs
Tightening muscles, lowering my
     center of gravity,
I push off the ground with ferocity
Trail of dirt falling off my shoes
     as I fly upward
Spreading my arms, I glide
Then suddenly, wings burst from my
     back
Flying, flying, flying
Picking up speed
Racing above the waters far below
     me
Wind, sun, hope, power
A cloudless, doubtless sky 
Then, a slight dropping
My right foot sinking in the air slightly
An anchor, a weight chained to 
     my foot
Seemingly without origin
Dragging me down, down, down
Grasping the handle of the sword 
    on my side
I free the blade from its scabbard
Teeth bared 
Fire in my eyes
Sweat, wind, flexing muscles,
A great shout!
Like hope spoken to a broken soul,
I slice the chain!
Instant lifting
Flying, flying, flying
Upward and faster
A boost of speed ten times over
A cloudless, doubtless sky
Wings fold back into my body
Replaced with a jet pack
Metal wings extend beyond my reach
And a boost of jet fuel propels 
     me onward
Faster, faster, faster
Upward I travel, high into the 
     atmosphere
The water grows more distant
The air thins
Strangely, I can breathe easier
See farther,
Hear clearer
The stars illuminate the sky
A new fold of metal covers my 
     jet pack
Like a transformer, the engines 
     upgrade
And use different fuel
Blue fire trails behind
Metal encases my whole body
Exhaust of azure flame twice
     as long as the old engines
Speed increases ten fold
Upward I climb
Flying, flying, flying
A cloudless, doubtless sky
Exiting earth's atmosphere
I barrel into space
Such brilliant stars 
Flaming diamonds suspended by 
     nothing
In silence and solace they dwell
The wisdom of an ancient age
Such wonder, such beauty
Journeying away from earth
I look to the beyond
Then, I feel myself speeding up
Upward I travel into the dark
Unknown, beyond reach
Then, the strangest thing
My speed suddenly increases
     by an unmeasureable amount
I disappear into a flash of light
Then lights all around,
Like a tunnel
Faster than I can imagine
Flying, flying, flying
A cloudless, doubtless space
Picking up speed
It seems not even light could catch
     me
Like a bullet down a barrel of
     a gun,
I rocket through this cylinder of
     light
Then I see it
Ending coming near
Racing towards the opening
I fly through it into a new solar
     system
Giant, vibrant planets are before
     me
Hidden treasures of life many miles
     from earth
What wonders are hidden on these?
What buried treasures from God's
     heart dwell within their oceans?
What marvelous creatures inhabit
     such planets?
I will enjoy spending my life to find 
     them

2-23-17

Thursday, January 19, 2017

The Glory of the Sun

Leaves blow softly
Of clouds, of blue skies, of sunshine
The river never stops flowing
Green grass grows
Thoughts are halted
I fly along the gentle breeze
Exist within nature
I am here but also there
Full but empty
How can one stop what has no beginning?
Thoughts of heaven and angels
Of light, of fire and waterfalls
That sweet, serene clarity that both anchors me 
      to this world and takes me into the Spirit
Where lights and orange sunrises paint joy into 
      eyes of daisies
The touch of green grass on the fingers
Exist within not one thing but all
Yet still I am here
The trees tell their stories
Of seasons gone by
And I bask in their wisdom
Taken up into the clouds,
I remain
The hills speak to me
And the mountains sing their songs
Of victories, of defeats, of politics and
      philosophy
But all is nothing
The glory of the sun counsels me
Fame and riches mean nothing
But like a perfect rose blossoming,
Is love, connection, and peace

1-18-17
 

Friday, December 16, 2016

Silent Genocide

Such innocence lost
What beauty and what dreams could have been?
What imagination and talent has never been seen?
The silent genocide of a generation
Does no one care?
Does no one lose sleep over this massacre?
Satan's latest tool to murder the children
For more than 40 years
The unborn have had no voice
And we are waist deep in infants' blood
How did Hitler convince the Nazis that Jews should
     be exterminated?
By considering them less than human
How did early settlers convince others that Native
     Americans should relocate?
By considering them less than human
How did 19th century farmers convince each other
     that black people should be slaves?
By considering them less than human
How have Americans been convinced that murdering
     unborn children is acceptable?
By considering them less than human
Perhaps morality will return to our courts
Perhaps the holocaust of little children will one day
     end
Perhaps that time is soon
Until hell's agenda is overturned,
I will not stop praying
Until all of the voices of the devil's advocates are
     cut down,
I will not stop fighting
How many of them would have been my friends?
How many of them could have been world leaders?
Advocates of the devil say it's a woman's right to 
     choose to murder her child
They say the child will not have a good upbringing
Are they God?
What does the child say?

Nothing

12-13-16

Saturday, November 19, 2016

A Pause in Time

Time slows down as thoughts drift away
The stillness of the day brings a peace like the breeze
I fall into a place where I am held in Your arms
The birds chirp, the wind blows,
As I walk deeper into Your Presence
All of my stress melts like ice on a warm spring morning
Changed to pure water, I drink from the overflow
The sun gazes down and warms my face
I feel my body lift into a peaceful serenity
In this place of zen I meet You,
       face to face

Sitting on this patch of grass,
I meditate in the garden
With a sword I take my thoughts captive
My fears and worries are drowned in love
Your goodness overwhelms me
What can I say?
Your Presence is like a river, 
Slowly washing over me
Pain and sorrow are forgotten until there is only peace
The emptying of one's mind,
And the filling with the Holy Spirit
Here I dwell in silence
Here I am crafted
Here I am molded
Here I fall in love

11-17-16

Monday, September 12, 2016

The Heart of the Father

Swimming in His Presence,
I find myself
Sunlit beams push back the cloudy grey of life
When the dark woods come upon you
And the sorrows, pain, and broken places are too much,
There is always a way out
You are never alone
Come swim in the oceans of His love
Let the weights on your shoulders sink to the bottom of the sea
Turn your gaze to the heavens
Drink in the beauty in the canvas He paints everyday
Let His peace rise up around you like a mist
Let His joy soak your skin
Feel the warm rain drops splash upon you
Let the water of the Holy Spirit fill you with drunken passion
Let the steam that rises from the streets fill your lungs with life
Can you feel it rising?
Hope is alive today
Like a smile that passes from person to person,
So I cannot contain the Lord's joy deep within my bones
Celebrate!
Let His joy bring forth the rising of the sun
If you set your gaze on Him, He will part the tall trees of the thick, dark forrest and lead you into the sunlit rolling hills of His grace
Can darkness push back the light?
Can night smother the light of the sun?
What can darkness do when light shines on it?
Nothing
Darkness is nothing
It has no substance 
It is merely an absence of light
Let the Light of the Father pierce your heart and make your passions come to life
You are worth it to him 
Every dream, purpose, and vision you have for your life matters to God
Every desire, every passion, He wants to see you come alive
Dream with Him
Paint the sky with Him
Let the waterfall of His love wash away shame and fear
Run through the grassy meadows and dance with Him
Shout! Laugh! Cry!
Live with passion
God wants you to come alive and burn brighter and brighter
He loves you more than you can possibly imagine
He has been chasing after you since the day you were born

8-30-16

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Another Trip to Heaven: Dancing on Water

A gentle, invisible hand presses on my heart,
Slowly, gently rocking me back
Then, I fly, traveling upward
Then, I land, and the Spirit invites me to dance
I stand up in the water
Every foot step, every spin, every jump, with every dance move, I splash on top of the deep water
Angels join
A large dragon-like beauty flows seemlessly out of the water and into the air then back again
I can see large, beautiful see creatures in the deep
Water splashes, currents form, waves emanate from my dancing praise 
Wind surrounds me as more angels join
I can see several beautiful islands in the distance
The white puffy clouds overhead
Sunshine from the Throne all around
This will never end
I will get to praise God forever 

6-29-16





Saturday, July 23, 2016

The Power of Art

What dances in my spirit at the stroke of a brush?
Such beauty
Such creativity
Oil and color paints the window into God's heart
Viewing into heaven,
So many thoughts captured in one glance
A lifetime of skill shown in one instant
The creativity of God placed in the skill of man
How many paintings has God made?
The Grand Canyon, the oceans, the mountains, the forrest, the stars, the nebula in space,
What part of the human soul does this awaken?
What deep place in our spirit is moved by art?

5-19-16

Monday, May 16, 2016

Gaps in Time

What happens when the world stops?
When time stands still and everything can be clearly seen?
What could be more important than to pause and enter His Presence?
These gaps in time, these frozen moments,
Can be created
When the candle burns at both ends
And the hands on the clock move faster than the sun
One needs to pause time and walk with God
Look at the stars
Become lost in the vastness of space
Let God's enormity consume you
Drift out of this world and let Him take you into the next

4-21-16

Monday, April 18, 2016

From Glory to Glory

The clouds part
Rays of warm light shine through
Trees sprout up from the ground
They grow tall and have magnificent, green palm leaves
Electric green particles of light float up into the sky and disappear
Angels dance around
With their heavy armor and broad swords
They use their weapons as drums
And dance a wild dance 
Bright, teal waters rush into the room
Small, streaming waterfalls come down the walls
Angels haul barrels filled with glory and dump them into the room
A golden, vibrant liquid pours out
The pooling waters light on fire
And waves of grace overtake me
The fire warms my spirit but does not burn me
His love is so good!
It casts out my fear
As my hands trace through the air, a trail of flourescent blue light is left behind
Green vines grow up and down the walls
The air is thick with God's Prescence 
Such peace...
Such love....
There is nothing better

3-16-16


Thursday, March 31, 2016

Bricks Made of Music

Walking on streets of gold,
I'm amazed at their purity
I hear music all around
People are laughing, dancing
But the gold bricks that compose the road
Seem to be composing something else as well
I bend my ear to the ground
And more music is what I hear!
The gold bricks themselves are making music!
Upon staring at them intently,
They seem to be vibrating as well
It's as if the very bricks themselves are composed of music!
How can music be a physical component of a brick?
God, the great Composer, has created 
        gold bricks made of music and precious metal!
What a beautiful wonder.....

3-31-16

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

What is Impossible?

Can it require less effort to move a mountain
       than a small pebble?
If faith were pure, could it be easier than the physical
       effort it requires to lift a small pebble?
Can God be put in a box?
What is impossible with God?
Teleporting?
Flying?
What does the Bible say is impossible with God?
Walking on the bottom of the ocean because
       walls of water miles high were formed?
Breathing in space?
What is impossible with God?
A criminal's heart changing?
Seeing colors that have not been discovered yet?
Lifting a building with your bare hands?
What is impossible with God?


Nothing.

3-27-16

Monday, March 21, 2016

Trying to Define God

Nothing is impossible
Nothing is outside of Heaven's dreams
Look outside the box
See through the box
There is no box

1-18-16

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Bundles of Joy

What do you do when magic enters your home?
When two Words from heaven come
Beauty and wonder and dreams flow freely
Such a marvelous dance of laughter,
     patience, and stress
Who knew that such wonderful bundles of joy
Could cause you to want to collapse?
They are so precious to me
I love them before they have done anything
I love them before they wake
I love them for breathing
I love them for walking
I love them for being my children

1-1-16

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Home

Traveling on the wind
I can see the ocean below
Beautiful, wonderful blue 
     against a blue sky
An endless space
It smells like freedom
The gentle breeze of the 
     warm air
Like peace that brushes
     up against your skin
The trees sway with
     melodic motion
The grass dances to the 
     beat of the wind
And everything

Feels

Like

Home

3-17-15

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

The Patient Father

Daddy is here
His arms are open
A beautiful, powerful love
Stirs in His Heart daily
He waits for you to come
He will not force you
Everything you could want or need can
     be found in Him
His Presence envelops like a 
     warm blanket
There is no limit to His forgiveness
He will always smile
The soft fire behind His Eyes
Is like the warm sun on an
     early summer morning
Come into agreement with His love

Stop running

He'll always be there


Waiting

10-28-14

Sunday, October 26, 2014

The Content Darkness

Black clouds roll into the forefront
Hovering over a dark green ocean
Miles above, light and white clouds
     and sunshine
But riding a meteor to the surface,
An explosion of light
Disrupts the content darkness
The weight stirs
The heaviness growls with an angry frown
But what darkness was ever able to 
     surround and snuff out a light?
Light and darkness cannot
     coexist in the same place
Darkness always retreats
Goes fleeing for the corners
It has to hide because it is weaker
It has to convince others of its power
     because it knows it is weak


The dark clouds part
The ocean turns from dark green to 
     bright blue
The meteor sets the ocean on fire, 
     forcing the darkness to retreat
     farther and farther and farther and farther and farther and farther and farther

This is what light always does to 
     darkness
Like gravity pulling a meteor towards 
     the surface
Light forces darkness to vanish

10-26-14

Monday, September 29, 2014

The Giant Killer

The fires consume me

I can see the red
The maniacal laugh and malicious
       grins on their faces
The beady eyes
And the fires consume me
Fallen brothers and sisters lay
       beside me
Victims of their own seduction
But beyond the menacing faces
I see warriors on top of a hill
All in armor with battle scars
       and hard faces
Each of them hold the hair of 
       severed, mangled heads of 
       giants they have slain
Some hold many heads
Some have heads piled at their 
       feet
Then I notice something
I look at these maniacal faces
       before me
These evil, confident, laughing 
       faces
And I imagine wiping off the 
       laughing look and replacing it
       with fear
Then the faces look just like the
       heads at the feet of the 
       champions, my brothers and
       sisters
Defeated, dead faces that look as
       though they were filled with 
       terror when the sinews
       attaching their head to their
       body were severed
Crescent grins and laughing mouths
Bleeding, mangled, terrified with 
       jaw hanging loose
Beady red eyes filled with victory 
       and malice and sadism
Dead eyes rolled back, yellow 
       with rot

A sister tosses one giant's head at 
       my feet
"You have the power!" she shouts

And the fires consume me

Seeing through red eyes
I do not laugh
I do not smile
Clinching my teeth
The fires consume me
Then, like a volcanic eruption, I
       scream at them in horrific,
       focused anger and terribly 
       purposeful fury
Drawing my sword in a moment,
       the sound of sharp, sliding 
       metal ripples through the air
I charge in a split second
And I see the terror on the face
Moments before I slice off the head
The mangled, bleeding head rolls on
       the ground
I pick it up by the hair and raise it 
       high
Pointing my sword at the others,
       I say "You're next"
The limp body falls to the ground
I swing with deadly accuracy and
       violent rage
When the last giant is slain,
I stand with sword drawn

And the fires consume me

Wild cheers erupt from the hill
       above!
I march up the hill to join my 
       brethren
I look out on the valley below
And see a brother staring at his
       giant
I toss one of the heads at his feet
"You have the power!" I shout

And the fires consume him

7-5-14

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Dancing with Angels

The fires crawl up the walls
Lightning strikes
Angels stand on top of the ceiling just outside the room
They beat on drums and look on with anticipation
The song builds
Wind courses through my veins
Plants and palm trees are growing out of the floor
The song reaches the chorus and explodes!
The angels jump down into the middle of the floor
They land on beat
Some of them dance a wild dance,
One with a huge sledge hammer is slamming it into the ground and yelling
Fire columns emerge out of the floor
As I sing and dance,
I am overcome by the energy in this place

6-17-14