Hi Everyone,
2 days ago I started on this first of many trips to California. Jesus gave me a poem to write while I was on the plane. It is called (actually has a name), Fingerprints of Heaven.
Bird's eye view
This amazing invention of man
That has afforded me this opportunity
To see this freak
Freak of what is called nature - to see Yahweh
That no seems to want to talk about
I will join with the Psalmists' praises
In knowing that something that is untouched
By human hands
Is marked with the fingerprints of EL SHADDAYAnd to think
this Mighty One carried His cross
Really mine
So I could be called
By this matchless grace!Makes my heart want to
Worship Him at all times
Knowing that I don't
But stretching forward to the goal
The white sands of the Midwest,
Or is it the west
I don't know
Jesus, white sands tell me of what I have read
When I finally see the wool of Your hair
Running my hands through my Older Brother's hair
The feeling of security that
To know I am home!Like my two brothers that have
Left this place this past week
Ken Sr. and Keener released from their body
Transported to a body like our Risen Brother Lord
My Lord, and my God
I have seen a little
Little taste of You
God, give me more
So, I can share it
Grace, mercy, healing, enlargement,
Enlargement over what I think is pressing down on me
Outward appearance, sexual attraction, money, issues at work
All this comes as nothing
In the seeing of the One who has called
And what He has done!
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