And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him. And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground. Luke 22:43-44
And their eyes were opened, and they knew him; and he vanished out of their sight. Luke 24:31
And there appeared a great wonder in heaven; a woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars: Revelation 12:1
Imagine:Millions of Christians (so to speak), many on television, radio, in print – claiming to have had visions, heard the voices of God and Jesus Christ – to have been moved by the actual Holy Spirit (as combined with all the latter).
Would that be a problem?
Would there be any accusations?
Why would there be any accusations?
What are among the most vile accusations – there could be?
What would be wrong – if there were?
Who questions how They choose to communicate, or when
(who questions)?
There are some things Christians should not have to hide.
Yet, why would some have to hide?
What is stronger, one minute, one moment of a Miracle
(of the Holy Spirit), or seven days of torture (afterward)? The moment[s] areForever. The torture is temporary.
What outweighs, should those days become relentless,
in correspondence – even over an entire lifetime?
There is a Promise: No matter what we face or how much we face it,
an ongoing fact of deliverance can still be lived, regardless –
for there is another life awaiting, where we are to be delivered
(from these clutches), eternally, thereafter.
Once we are born again, nothing outweighs this Truth.
So clear at the shore –
So you say.
Where have you been?
What have you carried –
All along the way?
In a past,
In a present,
How many tears were cried?
What was carried by another,
And why?
Who always watched,
While you wondered –
Where, and of what, you are?
And did you have to go –
So far?
Yes, it was a special journey,
With Answers – all along the way,
Where many new beginnings
Would always await.
So here,
You wish,
You seek,
You pray.
In a presence,
In acceptance –
You bow
And say:
Whatever You want from me –
I shall give (in any way).
Whatever You wish – I will offer,
In this, or any day.
Though I may falter, as other times – I swayed,
You have always delivered:
In the Light, your Wonder, your Keys,
Have always Saved.
For there is Heaven,
And to Thee I shall forever pray.
And every night,
And every morning,
I will seek another – Oh Holy Day.
Love, I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway
(In your eyes) To a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
(In your eyes) Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes, the light, the heat)
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don’t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
And all my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
In your eyes
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway to a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes) Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes
Born amidst the wonder
Born among the lost
Watching the abandonment of reason
Taking in the moment
Taking up the years
Witnessing the end of our good season
Stirring strange emotions
Conjuring the fears
Each one sees the things they really want to see
Made a world of wonder, we made a world of pain
Now the days will come for the apostasy
(the days have come for the apostasy)
I am watching it fall around (me)
I am listening to every sound I hear
I am doing what I can do
As the daylight is fading on the Eve
Of the Great Decline . . .
Dumbing down the Culture, Chaos on the Rise
Watching all the beauty as it’s waning
Scene is so familiar, like words that I have read
The world is lost but soon a new one gaining
The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—His eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.
For although they knew God, they neither glorified Him as God nor gave thanks to Him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.
Revelation 1:8
I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.
John 21:25 And there are also many other things which Jesus did, the which, if
they should be written every one, I suppose that even the world
itself could not contain the books that should be written. Amen.
The story of Jesus
So easy to explain
After they crucified him,
A woman, she claimed his name
The story of Jesus
The whole Bible knows
Went all across the desert
And in the middle, he found a rose
There should be no questions
There should be no lies
He was married ever happily after
All the tears we cry
No use in arguing
All the use to the man that moans
When each man falls in battle
His soul it has to roam
Angles of heaven
Flying saucers to some,
Made Easter Sunday
The name of the rising sun
The story is written
By so many people who dared,
To lay down the truth
To so very many who cared
To carry the cross
Of Jesus and beyond
We will guide the light
This time with a woman in our arms
We as men
Can’t explain the reason why
The woman’s always mentioned
At the moment that we die
All we know
Is God is by our side,
And he says the word
So easy yet so hard
I wish not to be alone,
So I must respect my other heart
Oh, the story
Of Jesus is the story
Of you and me
No use in feeling lonely,
I am searching to be free
The story
Of life is quicker
Than the wink of an eye
The story of love
Is hello and goodbye
Until we meet again.
I know that there’s a reason why I need to be alone
I know that there’s a silent place that I can call my own
Is it mine? Oh, Lord, is it mine?
You know I get so weary from the battles in this life
And as many times it seems that you’re the only hope in sight
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?
When everything’s dark, and nothing seems right, You don’t have to win, and there’s no need to fight
I never cease to wonder at the cruelty of this land
But it seems a time of sadness is a time to understand
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?
When everything’s dark, and nothing seems right, You don’t have to win, and there’s no need to fight
If only I could find a way
To feel your sweetness through the day
The love that shines around me could be mine
So give us an answer, won’t you?
We know what we have to do
There must be a thousand voices trying to get through
Imaginevisions, hearing, over years: there will be a renewed future. Imagine resultant periods of unique success, of unbreakable hope and various inspirational/spiritual peaks. Imagine, after more years, finding yourself immersed in total turmoil (and ongoing diabolical attacks)
whilereaching a point where virtually everything earthly was lost: realization of fruition had not come to pass. Imagine (with the latter) not being able to see any path for it to ever be fulfilled (as now) – though at times (all along the way) occurrences were sent as a means to enhance remembrance of the original. Thereupon, imagine another one, but without specifics – and soon crying out because it still seemed absolutely impossible. Then, imagine a reply: To Believe – without knowing. . . .
In the time we spent together
Many words have passed between
And the feelings that we shared are all behind us now
‘Cause a change has come upon me
And I’m surely not the same
There is so much more than what we feel and live every day
Relentless, unchanging
Though the world is still before me now
I’m seeing forever
I will keep my heart and mind with you
So joyously I’m waiting for the day
In a single timeless moment
When the old was cast away
The new was born into a world of simple joy
And my life is still for living
Though it’s seen through different eyes
And the knowledge of the truth’s
A burden easy to bear
It’s drawing so near
It’s shrouded in mystery
Histories fall, the end of an age
The feeling we’re waiting for, hoping for
Now, the time to come alive
The end to which we strive
Will soon arrive
Now the gift is truly given
If you only would receive
For you’re standing in the crossroads
And you can’t turn back
Though we can’t conceive forever
And it’s sometimes hard to care
Our lives do not compare to what’s awaiting us there
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to serve somebody,
It may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody.
We are all children of God. As was written, seek, that we may be called,
that we may become one, as sons and daughters –
as Jesus Christ our savior taught.
The family that Jesus knows he belongs toand belongs to forever—and the family he wants everyone else to belong to—is the family of the lovers of God; it is this family that must spread all over the earth, and spread its warmth and charity and passionate concern for just conditions into every corner of human society if human life is to become divine.
With a keyed focus on the heart (and sharing) of God’s Love, imagine being deeply loved by your earthly father and how it felt or feels to return/share in that love. Then, imagine (possibly as a new beginning) a personal visit from the heavenly Father showing love for you ten times beyond – with a resulting embrace and envelopment that nothing on earth could take away. Following, imagine Jesus Christ giving you an infallible message (Gift) (for all), in these days:
After being overwhelmed with meaning (and emotion), would you then seek (ceaselessly)? : “How much love as this could there be?” This kind of focus – on His family, and how much they want us to know we are welcomed within, if we would only open our arms (and accept their hands), may awaken, again, in such depth that matters here are overcome to sucha spiritual extent – where nothing can erase it.
Saint Michael, the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray. And do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and the other evil spirits who prowl about the world for the ruin of souls. Amen.
Soul of Christ, sanctify me
Body of Christ, save me
Blood of Christ, inebriate me
Water from the side of Christ, wash me
Passion of Christ, strengthen me
O good Jesus, hear me
Within Thy wounds hide me
Let me never be separated from you;
From the malicious enemy defend me
In the hour of my death call me
And bid me to come unto Thee
That with your saints, I may praise you
Forever and ever Amen
What is stronger, one minute, one moment of a Miracle
(of the Holy Spirit), or seven days of torture (afterward)?
The moment[s] are Forever. The torture is temporary.
What outweighs, should those days become relentless,
in correspondence – even over an entire lifetime?
There is a Promise:
No matter what we face or how much we face it,
an ongoing fact of deliverance can still be lived, regardless –
for there is another life awaiting, where we are to be delivered
(from these clutches), eternally, thereafter.
Once we are born again, nothing outweighs this Truth.
During and following “the cowardice of evil” (to be written), the absolute honor of perseverance ultimately prevails – where during, we continue (with promises), regardless of the most vile maneuvers, and where following, we triumph (past death). Thus, Victory is The Lord’s with One Word (context), for we rise up, over and over (aswas written), and will see a new eternity as “only the beginning.”
Imaginea (“rich”) preacher of the Gospel of Prosperity speaking down
to someone who (to his knowledge) has nothing, a poor person at the bottom of the earth who (seemingly) has never been given, or even achieved anything, a human being who (simply) must be marked to be downtrodden because he never received or found the Grace or Spirit of God and Jesus Christ, or experienced any of Their rewards. The preacher: “Oh, you poor, lost soul. You are only forsaken because you were never saved into the true light. Dear God and Jesus, I pray that this wretched, tormented waste may be forgiven. I pray that once your actual gospel is accepted by this refuse, enough money to live off the interest, a new elite-status car, a new mansion-level house, and a new model of a wife will flood into his life. May he then no longer need to be beaten into submission. May he then be welcomed – as one of us!”
The poor: “The riches I have received are more than you may ever know, for your service is to the prince itself! What do you know – of me, those like me, or those before me? Nothing! You could never know in your current vein, for your wisdom and soul has as good as been sold. Continue this path, and when we are given every treasure, you will surely see that your corruption left you with nothing. We may die, while (also) being (physically) tortured (since the most cowardly has always resorted to this). But, without ever having taken any (of your) numbers, we will live forever after – in fulfillment. For those like you, we can pray. But, once in His Judgment, there will be no sway.”
They say:
We’ve seen the Light.
We are here – to show, to Lead (away).
And then:
After realizing certain power[s],
They overcome, perhaps oppress,
For those claims must have results —
Even if their singular Path can only be realized, judged, and ruled
In and from exclusive Towers.
For us, they are the “Chosen” —
So some say.
Yet, many reason, and may wonder – Someday:
Within (through/originating from/following) Faith, there are (can be) magnitudes. Within Faith, there are (can be) Trials – of such intensity/degree that one may never have imagined them as possible (or even allowable – between or intertwined with previously known or unknown/expected or unexpected realms being crossed – while intermittently, and possibly in escalation as one perseveres, The Wordis also violated as a perverse means by absolute evil to destroy any, or all, progress/evolution).
In continuity, once we Believe, there are (can be) tiers (available) to that very existence. Once we Believe, there are (can be) wholly moving results (from ongoing advents) – which (may) arrive (each time), while its being is experienced (initially) as embraceable knowledge, as well as in multitudes of both debilitating (to death’s literal points/levels) and uplifting (forever) factors – after it becomes Fact. Once it becomes Fact, the Truth prevails.
Hebrews 11:7 By faith Noah, being divinely warned of things not yet seen,
moved with godly fear. . . .
Hebrews 11:12 These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them afar off were assured of them, embraced them and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.
Hebrews 12: 2 Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith. . . .
Acts 1:3 Infallible Proofs (2/1: Singing . . . a Miracle.) (2/8: Key, . . . on the outside of. . . .)
This is but one of many paramount examples (for us/to us) of models, morals, greater pictures, teaching, and of guidance (if accepted). Moreover, it was another brief (yet phenomenal) moment in the earthly life of Jesus Christ. How could a simple man have moved small and, eventually, broad masses by way of (among others) telling parables – where people were converted, (with questions regarding “mysteries,” but) without doubts, both during the actual (“noble”) hearing, as well as after (to the present day)?
Revelation 17:14 These shall make war with the Lamb, and the Lamb shall overcome them: for he is Lord of lords, and King of kings: and they that are with him are called, and chosen, and faithful.
Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God, and he shall go no more out: and I will write upon him the name of my God, and the name of the city of my God, which is new Jerusalem, which cometh down out of heaven from my God: and I will write upon him my new name. Revelation 3:12
Easter 2014: How many millions have watched “paranormal” shows and, aside from the predominant fluff, seen indisputable proof of afer-lives/ongoing existence in other planes? How many millions have heard/watched “mediums” speaking the words of those “passed on” and knew, My God, that was real? How few have realized from the latter/former that what was witnessed/experienced, positively, could open avenues toward understanding, and eventually accepting, realities of Spirit? Accepting may be first, in steps. Understanding may be first. The aspects may work together as a coinciding wonder. In whatever singular or combined path (of/for purity), getting to that initial door is of a sacred magnitude – where one can receive ongoing keys.
Further, though there is and was crucial Truth to Jesus Christ literally returning to be among His people (as resurrected), what if, just for an openings’ sake, one took time to correspond medium-type occurrences (back then), at least as possibilities in some instances of those passages? Could Jesus have spoken through Mary Magdalene in such a way that the Apostles had no doubt of where and of whom it was coming? Maybe she was gifted in that way – collective to being especially chosen? As in Acts 2:2, could Peter, and all of them (including various scribes and followers) also have had experiences so overwhelming thatother doors of Truth were opened forever? Regarding “paranormal” relations (again for openings’ sake), what more may Mary and the rest have seen/witnessed after His death? What other events were so powerful, which, combined with all the previous miracles, moved them to seek to move all others with such absolute fervor and confidence?