True Love

Jopana’s Journey

Father, I know I am Thy literal son,
And Thou hast told me, Thou hast totally forgiven me.
I wholly believe Thee, but I don’t feel worthy,
To even be called Thy son, cut off spiritually by the natural man.

It is under the Son of God, I have been adopted in,
And after the resurrection, after I’ve thrived to the end,
Having proved true, I will then be physically begotten too,
Having become Thy true favored son, for my complete soul will be made wholly new.

We all must grow up into a narrowing of focus, until we reach the other side,
Where we come out into the purity of light, which then widens.
For all are in The Great Christ, and we too must die,
But in the Father, all shall be made alive.

This is our test, and we must do our very best,
As Thou dost make up all the rest, in restoring us,
To a perfect brightness of spirit, love and intelligence,
Both in body, spirit and soul, to inherit peace, sealed as one whole.

We all play an important role,
For all are needed in the great Christ’s sacred soul.
Please Lord, help us all to be true in Thee, sanctified,
For in Thy blood, our life’s supply, we too must die.

Thou hast all these sacred treasures of truth, within Thy eternal, master plan.
So please, don’t let go of our desperate hands.
Within the building blocks of the eternities, our families, I know we can,
Like the good ground beneath our feet, have our lives in holy love so sweet.

The atonement of our Lord, is for each sister and brother,
Which helps heal our wounds, and binds up our souls to each other.
We need to be united in Thee, for if not, then who are we really?
I want our names to be wholly in, Christ Jesus.

Shane

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

Your Grace

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

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 ever be won,
But by the saving, sacrificing, righteous love of the Holy Son.
Do not ever mock what God has wrought in agony, for fun.

Grace, where art Thou now, my inspiration and power?
Why hast Thou turned Thy face, against my brow?
Art Thou gone, or dost Thou now bow down before dumb idols for naught?
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?

For heaven’s sake, please, 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.

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.

A New Beginning

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 am drowning in the sea, and 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 here began,
I formed thee in love as man.
We then reviewed your life’s plan.
I then called you into earth life’s being,
And let you choose your thing.

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

Child, I am with you,
Do your very best to be true.
And 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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