(REJOICE) For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.(PSALM 91:11) Blessed are you when people insult you and persecute you, and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of Me. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward in heaven is great; for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.(MATTHEW 5:11-12) Its called Faith, when we soar as Eagles into the wild unknown and we move in the auspices of the God groan. He wants a people who believe out of bounds and fly with courage into heavenly visions, like a silent drone. After all, He lives inside us, our God who knows no boundaries; He expects us to move in His power and might. Were His hands and His feet, doing His will by His anointing and His Spirit, driven by His impetus and His Light. Ah, its ether real to climb to the apex and dwell among the clouds, high above the snake line, up where noise is quelled. Glory lingers there, when Angels change shifts; the brightness of God is released; and the universe is veiled. It takes determination and a strong Warrior mentality to fly while others are grounded, but the altitudes are beckoning Someone has to yield to the winds, the call, and the whispers of Almighty God, who wants a Moses-like reckoning. Who will meet Him in the high places and plead for the souls, between Gods face and His fury to behold. Oh, its the one who isnt afraid of heights, but rises to the bidding, and bows to be exalted, by the Holy hand untold Its a waltz amid the storm clouds, and a whirl with lightnings and thunder, as the flight reaches the One with power. He welcomes His dust, who dared to leave earth behind, for a saunter in the heavens in this darkened hour. The faint of heart cant do it; for its a lonely climb above ozone to destinies of wonder, out of knowledge and mind. Only the rabid hungry will forge the great unknown, to find the dreams. Creator, and sit down with Him to dine. The one who sits at His feet, and talks with Him in the moonlight, knows of that place, past the planets and stars Its the Holy ground above the second heaven, where the Angels fight the devils, and win our prayer wars. So, fly, you venturing warrior, with your cape of protection from Your God, who woos you to let your faith go. Hes the Lord of your journey, riding a white horse, clothed in red, and in His hand are Glory, an arrow, and a bow. He says, Come up hither, and His breath pulls you to His side ina whoosh of ether real splendor, too mighty to explain Youre propelled like the speed of Light through the sound barrier, with only silence, and distant Angelic refrains. And the Angels sing their chorus of a song youve never heard; its reserved for those with faith and a right choice They are those who say goodbye to earths Sins, who defy the evils of earth, and in the face of death, Rejoice! (SHALOM)
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 04:26:09 +0000
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