It Wanes

Concerning the tremor in NYC that occurred at the end of the 13th hour of the day.

Will we cleave to what is passing away?
The pleasures of this time, whatever we can imagine in our evil minds?
Will we hold the buildings up, built on the the blood of innocents?
Will we redefine our purpose by joining the same sex in marriages before God?

Holy...matrimony?

And who profits as we buy the pills to prevent life from flourishing in our wombs?
Who profits when we choose to work over raising children to love the one God?
This journey is wearying and has a certain end in infinite death.
Because He is boundless life.

We have spat at Your face.
Shaken angry fists at Your law.
What will you do Father?
What now will You remove?
The islands will flee,
The mountains will tremble,
and crumble at the though Your impending judgement.

And we smile, and dance with Glee.
Because we are free
to choose humanity and lawlessness
over Truth and righteousness.

Your jealous love
makes all things new
I will embrace it
as all else wanes.

Revelation 16:20 And every island fled away, and no mountains were to be found.

How He Saved Me - a story

One time, a long time ago. I found myself in bed with the enemy
insatiable desire. He looked like bronze sun, raven hair, raven eyes,
his voice too sang out like a bird's. Walks under the moon with me,
with knowing. I pulled him into the crazy times too.

But, one night, I was there, near indulgence,
about to feed this humanity, this disease
insatiable desire. And then this song played
on the radio...

And methinks I heard the voice of God ringing out.
No Child. Go Child. No Child. Go Child
It's a funny thing. For the first time, clothed in my nakedness,
floating in the dark, I almost stayed there.
If you traded it all, it you gave it all away for one thing...
Those words were blacker than the pearls unlocked...
the ones my mother never gave me.

Rolled over into the dark expansion,
Death was gazing sweetly; I was in his mansion.
He caressed me once more. I hurried still to flee back
home before daybreak brought my fellows to thinking
other things about me.

It was fun, but not worth a life. I hugged death and kissed
him goodbye. To die for pleasure? I don' t think my feet
beat on the earth all the way home. I think He carried me.
I don't remember anything but a bright moon, cold air,
and that song. That Song! "One Thing" played on.