I just had a dream.
And as I awoke, I felt the Lord’s hand.
The dream had to do with faith.
The dream was set in modern times but not.
There was a rule where you could
read the bible but you could let no one
else see it or discuss it with anyone else.
For they thought it is how you interpret it
and it was not to be shared
with anyone. And yet there were Christians
who shared the word of the
Lord with one another.
There was a speech toward the end of my dream
in wich the Lord through
me spoke, in essence he said
that many things will fall upon a Christian
in his life. Things that may seem important now,
cars and jobs and the
like, but they are not because they will fall
away, but if we have faith,
faith in the Lord, then that will sustain us.
Because the Lord will never change,
he is and always will be there for
us. And that is the dream that I had.
Child, child, frightened child.
In that hole so deep, it
seems no one can reach.
Frighten child feeling so lost and alone.
It seems no one will come,
many go by but some say, “oh poor dear”
but then they just walk away.
Then there are others who will reach into that pit
but think it too deep and they to walk away.
But, there is one who will reach in to that pit no
matter the depth and who will raise you out of that place.
You might think, but who would make such a sacrifice for someone like me? Well, there is HE who sacrificed himself so that not just the little child maybe saved but
any who believe in him may be saved
This one is about my favorite though its not christian…I have lots of
others but these should be a good start.
Wind, water, sunlight all. sunlight’s playthings to enthrall.
Grasses, shrubs, and the majesty of trees.
The wonders to these
brings one to there knees, when you stop to think what the hand
The Lord is a beacon unto the world, follow his light and through your
life though you may stumble you shall never fall.
The path of the Lord seems fraught with pebbles of doubt and boulders
of indecision. But all these, and many not seen, are tests that will make
your walk a bit easier.
For when the Lord is walking with you there is nothing that cannot be overcome
Flights of Fancy
Flights of fancy, flights of the heart
Oh, to fly free, among the clouds
free as the birds not burdened by the things that stick us here on the
ground. But truth is we can’t fly like the birds.
But our hearts and souls can fly,
further than any bird has ever flown.
And love, that’s what gives our souls flight.
The love of another and ourselves.Faith was the first poem I ever wrote…and it really was a dream. And I did feel the <LORD’s hand> which I now know was the Holy Spirit.