Heaven’s Healing

Heavenly Embrace

Dear Abba, Father,
Thy presence is so real,
And when I am with Thee, I feel,
Heaven all around me.

Because I have found Thee,
Thou God and Father of all,
In righteousness won,
Call me Thine honored guest, and beloved son.

Thou knowest my path has not been easy,
For Thou hast carried all my faults,
And in sweet mercy, hast buried them all,
Making provisions for me unending.

What is right and wrong,
Thou dost faithfully show me.
In Thy heart, Thou dost quietly know me,
Tenderly holding me in Thy bosom, consoling.

Comforting me in divine, holy love,
In perfect faith, and godly kindness,
Thou dost heal my broken heart.
I prayerfully kneel before Thy beautiful feet.

Thou dost pour sacred oil upon my head,
And with divine, eternal, enduring love so sweet,
Creation’s harmonious words, Thou dost speak.
Now in transforming glory, I become complete.

Shane

My Grace, I Bow Before Thee Now

My Cup Runneth Over

Grace

Grace is a gift of the strength of God,
Bestowed on all those who look upon,
The Lord lifted up, who grants redemption,
Given through faith, unto our salvation.

Jesus took the fault, eternal punishment, pain and fall,
Bearing with it, all the trials, turmoil and withdrawals,
Accumulated and manifest, because of our falls.The Perfect Lamb, slaughtered in shame, pain and blame for all.

Nothing so excruciating, could ever be done,
For souls whose fatal corruption in enmity, could be won,
But by the saving, sacrificing, righteous love of the Holy Son.
Do not mock what He has wrought in agony, for fun!

Grace, where art Thou now, my inspiration and power?
Why hast Thou turned Thy face away from my brow?
Art Thou gone, or dost Thou now bow down before dumb idols, for naught?
Or could it be my unanswered, under achieved, wasted life, sought for but not caught?

May I find my course’s reason,
But for mankind’s very own treason?
Could the way before, though it be not mine,
Be for consumption, of both heart and mind?

Please, for heaven’s sake, feed me a supper’s plate,
Which won’t leave me filled with hate,
But instead, bring me love and retreat,
Which just might, through might, I might eat.

For I am empty, eaten, through starvation’s words,
Strategically placed, near the slaughter’s cross, cursed.
I await my eternal turn, to follow mine, a martyr’s tale,
To defy all the rest of my life, remaining true, yet to unveil.

My Lord, Your Grace, be engraven upon my knees, hands and face.
I do not dwell upon Thy grief, but to find my own relief.
My heart shines now, to adorate and bow.
Thy life in mine, I humbly vow; My Grace, Thou art my delight!

Shane

My Awakening

Our Great God is Moving for Us 

When I wrote Beginning Journey, it actually came from inspiration in the form of a vision I had, regarding how my life’s situation would symbolically play out. I believe that if we are on the Lord’s errand, meaning that we are living for Him and serving others, He will always send blessings of understanding along the way, which help enable us to handle the problems and challenges we face.

It was with this type of enlightenment, in this night time dream or vision, that I saw myself sliding down a slide, where on at the bottom was a host of razor-sharp jagged edges of pieces of metal, protruding out in the shape of triangular razors. It was at this very point of great harm and alarm, in that my right heal had already been priced by the first razor, that I was suddenly flashed and moved over and away to the left of this slide, and placed on the ground, no longer injured, nor at that dreadful end.

Then suddenly, there came a humongous and gigantic wave of poison and death, which welled up and came over and almost upon me, bigger than anything earthly I could have previously imagined. I again feared with terror for my life.

Just as this wave was about to consume me, I summoned all the powers of faith I had to save me, and immediately another wave came into play, going the opposite way, coming from behind me, which not only overpowered the other huge wave, but grew and grew. I was soon cognizant, that this saving wave became so vast, that it was infinite, filling all the immensities of space. It never ended as to its strength or size. This wave was so powerful, and filled with living waters, so as to heal, forgive, redeem and set free. I forever thank my God and His loving Son, for their plan, and redeeming help and aid.

Beginning Journey

Father, carry me carefully,
Across this jagged divide.
I’m crawling, but falling,
Down this dark slide.
No more will I hide.

My son, you are faithful,
So I will carry you home with Me,
And You will reach your destiny.
It will only cost you Me, but I am free,
And I’m holding your eternity.

Lord please, I don’t understand!
I need Thee to hold me in Thy hands!
I’m drowning in the sea, dying for dry land!
I feel like I’m burning, in the fire of the damned!
Is this part of Thy plan?

My child, before thy life began,
I formed you in love as man.
We then reviewed your life’s plan.
I called you into earth life’s being,
Letting you choose your thing.

These waves of sea, and fire belong to me,
And only I can wash, and purge you clean.
My powers cover all the earth.
I brought you here, already of great worth.
I’ve given you the chance to be like Me.

Child, I am with you,
Do your very best to be true.
Though you cannot see me,
You must believe, I will never leave you.
I am your Savior and Redeemer.

Shane

Come, and Know Him

Face to Face

Coming straight from God’s own soul,
Is this Man who humbly plays His role.
He is as the Father in every way.
He comes to earth today to lead the way.

Come and see His works of art.
Come and know His true full heart.
He cherishes you and me.
He will truly set you free.

His soul lives inside of me.
Come, come and see!
He runs to me without hesitation,
And answers my every question.

He heals and walks with me.
Let Him in, and become clean and godly.
Can your eyes behold His grace?
Yes, with faith.

What is His name?
He has many, and He is calling yours.
He will bring you to this place,
Where you can worship Him, face to face.

Shane

An Exciting New Poem, “Just Off The Press!”

Source

One goal and many choices,
But one is heard among the voices.
We are learning to battle out the bad,
Changing for a new heart that’s glad.

Let’s look at the sources,
There are two opposing forces.
One says come and stay,
The other says get lost, go away.

As we sank down from the trip that lead to misery,
We thought we’d reached the point of no return.
Then we found a lightened destiny,
Which blazed a trail and made us burn.

Purifying flames made us come alive.
Minds were carried through the veil of time.
We were set down again on barren climbs,
Once again aided to cross the jagged divide.

He again resounds, “Come, follow me.”
A simple phrase among the many,
But more profound than any,
And in these words, a precious melody.

We are the ransomed, in a world of the damned,
Reversing the process, giving light and hope to man.
Chosen to do the work of saving lives,
This right we honor, and in it shine.

In living according to His word,
We gain the reward of whom we serve.
We must attain our goal from the right source.
Be sure you are following the right course.

Shane

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