Poetry

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I envision myself standing on top of a mountain and the hands of God reach down to pick me up.

As I was standing on this mountain, I saw the beauty of God.

I saw his vast and wondrous creations. How can anyone say that earth was Created by evolution? I guess in a sense it was the evolution of God.

Only God can create beauty, as beautiful as what I envision while standing on that mountaintop.

As far as the eye could see, I saw calmness and peace.

I saw a sky that was so blue that none can imagine the blueness of.

I saw clouds that were so white and full that I felt that if I threw myself off the top of that mountain, I would land on one of those clouds and sleep for a hundred years because of the softness and fullness thereof.

As I looked up and envisioned the hands of God reaching down to pick me up, I realized that I had seen heaven while on earth.

How I envisioned that one-day God would open up heaven and show it to Me.

While man searches for the unknown, I search for the knowledge of God.

I envision God as peaceful, kind, loving, merciful, forgiving, loyal and truthful. I longed to see his face and the kindness thereof.

I realize in order to be granted such a wish there are many things within myself that must be cleansed.

God sent his son Jesus so that so many others and I might live. Before I search for the riches of man, I must first seek the riches of God.

I desire peace, joy, happiness, kindness, prosperity, health, salvation, deliverance and redemption for all mankind. I desire to be happy Beyond belief.

I stand on this mountaintop of life and my soul cries out for relief. Only God can give me the relief that I need.

I stand on this mountain and I see so many taking their lives. The very life that God gave.

I believe that every man has a breaking point. We must learn to trust in God if we are to survive that breaking point.

God said in His word that He would never give us more than we could bear.

I bear the weight of my soul, but Jesus bore the weight of everyone’s soul.

What good is it if a man gains the whole world yet looses his soul?

Where do you go when you cry out? Where do you get your strength?

I get my strength from the Lord. I lift my hands to the heavens, and He gives me the strength to endure.

Trials and tribulations are only for a short while, but they worked much patience.

I shall not grow weary of those who are doing well, for I will reap in due Season. I will reap the glory of God, and the salvation of the Lord. I will endure forever.

I press onward in spite of what I see.

My needs are met and the Lord will not let one thing touch my seed because I know that God is real and that His word cannot return void.

In whom do I fear? I fear the Lord and I honor His word. I seek forgiveness of my sins and I repent of my wickedness.

God who is a true and forgiving God searches my heart and sees beneath the hidden anxiety of what I call life and restores my soul.

I may walk through the valley of death, but my Lord, my God is with me always and I thank Him.

As I stand on this mountaintop, I thank you God for your hand, which picked me up and took me home.

No more worry!
No more sorrow!

My race was run and now it has ended at the gates of heaven while on earth.

© Dale Birdsong

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