Tears Filled The Beard

I feel what the Father feels
Important to know how to
Something to do with faith, grace, love, and hope put together into a neat package1
Otherwise I may feel
That the anger is directed toward me
When in fact it is not
It is directed toward all the Earth

Alas, the Father has made known His Fury
But concerning the Earth and her rage
The Father has let go of His Authority over her
You are all on your own with her now
I can continue relenting wrath forever
Drinking this cup is easy for me
However
It is more of an account
Of how much the Father can take from all this
There will come a time
When He will open His Mouth wide
To bellow from silence itself
So you will all hear Him clear
Enough!
A third of the people on the earth
Will perish from the mere shock upon hearing His Voice
With but a single breath from His Mouth

And ALL of the stars from Heaven will fall
And ALL the light will be taken from the world
Before He must enforce Divine Law
By stripping the Authority from the hands of the devil
And place it into the hands of the ones chosen by the Father

But the devil is crafty
He manipulates you in ways you never knew
Centuries of this hacking away at the lives of God and His people


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A host that leaps
Into a mouth received
Is a delight and a joy
For both of us
But leave us without His Blood…

So He must nourish us by grace and does
In the Heart fed by the living water that is He
My Lord, Jesus Christ who is My Beloved

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

Reserves

Thump goes the beat
With the heart like rhythm
Badoom boom it goes
But which one is it?

Is it the fast paced rush
Are you out of breath yet?

Is it the slow, swirling, sensational
Not quite sleeping but close enough…

Or is it the constant drum
At a pace that lies still?

There is more
Like how I am entangled again
With you

Are you trying to pull me in?
I have infinite reserves of blessings
From God and in Christ’s Name
And I pour them on your head
Amen
Peace

Strangers

I never smile to strangers
Not because I do not want to
But because I can read their hearts
And can see what they think of me
When I do
So I bless them instead
And walk with a heavy heart
For I carry you with me
When I look at you
My heart explodes with Joy
At your beauty
I have to veil it
Oy what you do to me…