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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
While singing the first hymn today, I began to wonder about our praises one day in heaven...how or will we know the words? It became even more profound when near the end of service, the words to part of our song did not appear upon the screen in front of us. I had to go home and try to capture the feeling in words that had come over me. Here is my attempt. Mystery will we know the words when we gather for His praises will we know them, perhaps. by the harmony He raises when we stand in Awe of the glories He’s given will we really forget the life we were livin’ what form of ‘nology tech or miraculous wonder will lift our voices in praise like thunder it’s so hard to fathom, here, when the screen goes blank and our minds eas’ly follow that some day we’ll crank out the words of our love our praise, our joy of His AWESOMENESS and perfection His eternal promise not bound by scheme nor rhyme nor limited by any essence of man’s understanding of time ©Virginia Salter March 9, 2014 Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Jack Napes Member
since 2014-02-22
Posts 290Phaedra's Womb |
Your gift for word was His to you. You use it wisely and with humble grace. Touch, but don't look |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thanks, Jack, at least it seems you have seen/read my poem in the vein of its intent. I'm sorry to say a coworker from many years ago, who then professed being a man of faith has certainly taken these words far from their intent and with his interpretation, there would certainly be no God behind them. My hope was that the inspiration I felt would be helped along by His Spirit. Perhaps His Spirit is also needed by the reader. Novel idea, eh? Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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