Unseen

........,...As though he saw the INVISIBLE God, he refused to turn back. (Hebrews 11:27 GNT)

Life is stratified

All known is classified

The seen and the unseen

The visible and the invisible

The seen

Five senses

High fences

Mental pencils

Sketches aided by lenses

Googles of the physical

Searching the web of reality

Results in humanity

Links of sensuality

The world seen

Shaped by retina

Explained by medulla

Images enslaved by eyesight

Restricted by nights

Confined world

Bound in dimensions

What many believe to be tangible

What their ears term audible

What their nerves call plausible

A sure probable

The unseen

The abstract

Beyond the nerve tract

No physical sense can paint

Yet so plain

Ideas and convictions

Lacking the senses edition

The invisible

Unrestricted by time and space

A world without dimensions

Immeasurable expressions

The abode of wisdom and folly

Household of love and hate

A world where words breathe

Where sentences take form

So real

Yet not seen

Dear human

Can you destroy what is not seen?

Can what is not seen fade?

Can the invisible be altered?

If your answer is my present thought

Then why do we build on the visible?

Hope on the physical?

Trust on the seen?

Hold on to the friend of our senses?

For if the physical can be altered

Then is it authentic?

Decisions that impact are made in the unseen

Faith decides fate

But even in the unseen

Extremes are seen

The bigger and the lesser

Choose wisely

Love over hate

Wisdom over folly

It is a blessing

That God is unseen

Visible only to closed eyes

Shut to the visible

Real to bent knees

It proves He can't be altered

That He remains

Today the Poet says

"Trust the unseen"

Will and Inheritance

Daddy is wealthy

Rich in virtues

Possessions beyond definition

Grand estates including the universe

The old man

Thoughts torturing his sleep

He is rich

He is wealthy

Successful

Influential

Who will succeed this tycoon?

Who will manage this wealth?

Even as he rolls with discomfort on his comfortable bed

He thinks about his sons

All those that are related

The old man is dead

His life is celebrated

He has lived well

He was indeed great

His family gathers

All those related assemble

His friends and associates

No stranger is seen

For only family can partake in His will

There must be death before Will

The possessor must die for the heir to be the possessor

The King had a Will

His virtues and possessions willed to His children

But death before Will

So He came

In flesh He came

Lived the life to be inherited

The spotless life

The prosperous life

The victorious life

Then He died

Died so we can access His will

Posses His willed lived life by faith

After His victorious ascension

The Holy Spirit comes

The custodian and revealer of the Father's will

He is still reading that Will today

Telling us of our inheritance in Christ

What the father willed

Our share and part in it

But only those that know Him

Only those that He knows as friend and family

Can indeed be partakers of this inheritance

Do you feel sad because you are not part of that company?

He can still know you

And you can still know Him

He died but still lives

So come join this grand family

The company of the firstborns

For it is the will of the Father that all men should come to the knowledge of Him.

Life flow

Dry ground
Nothing else in sight
Then a humid ambience
Yet no cloudburst
For the moisture is gathering on the ground
Seems like there's a source beneath the surface
For the flow is steady
Muddy, mashy
The ground begins to lose stamina
So soft; that dead seeds begin to breathe
Then a sprout of green and another and another
Still the stream continues encouraging the micro forest
Not moving so fast; as not to runover the young grasses
Overflowing at due season to extend it's impact
Moving slowly; this spring causes the same effect everywhere it borders with
Sunshine, rainfall
Seasons pass but the consitency of this flow is to be admired
The grasses become shrubs
The plants become young trees
A niche is soon created for small critters
Even the crawling beast is on the roll
Time passes
Still this flow has not gone with time
Even its source is still evident
A beautiful garden now surrounds it
a green patch in a brown eternity
Forming a camo from the welkin
So much established on this little run
Lush greens
Big trees
Small grasses
Their lifesong is the quiet orchestra performed gracefully by this stream
The deer
The toad and family
All own their existence to their wet neighbour

Soon tired travellers
Weary and tired of The Journey
Discover this stream
Water is life!
The remark after getting drowned in the sweetness of this life giver
Every passerby is attracted to its bank
Tracing its source for the purest offer

Out of your bellies shall flow rivers of living water
You are a life giver,
If Jesus is in your life
This is the reaction of fellowship with the spirit
For this He likened to the Holy Ghost
So quit being dead and live the life which Christ has brought
For the life is that all men be blessed by You but give Glory to God.

The throneroom and The temple

Dark times;gross darkness
The merchants are at loss
Nations are at war
Upside down;defines the universe
Instead of the sun at day,the moon rules
The world has lost it's form
It was created in order
But seems to be getting out of order to destruction
Ignorance the elder brother of sin establishing an empire
So many are his subjects
Folly is the governor
For the fear of God is the beginning of wisdom
The younger brother reigns alongside deceit
A world power indeed
Making sure dark times last
I ask a question "do you wish to live in such a world?"
For this is the present state of this geoid that we live in
If no is your sincere answer
Then open your heart
For the mind cannot comprehend
This better world option
Its a place that is built in your hearts
Where no worldly vice can corrupt
The gates are of gold
Yes gold!
Peace is ever sure
Where even the lion and the lamb share a peck
Innocence and holiness cannot be seperated
Clear crystal floors reflecting the perfect reflection of you
Light abounds here
For the father of lights is the source
For the sun can fail but the father of the sun can't
It's so bright that i can see through my neighbour if there be any worry
No rush for profit or competion or envy
For we all for the same gain
Don't think you will have to die for this to be a reality
For don't you know that our bodies is the temple of God
But you will have to allow the master builder to erect a heart temple
You then carry His throneroom in you
All this and more in your heart
A get-away from this perverse earth
Learn to fellowship in the temple within
Learn to worship at the throneroom inside