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

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

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

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

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

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

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