heaven

This Must Be Heaven

If I could love Him with all the powers of my mindand gaze on Him without constraint of time,hidden in the infinite recesses of eternityburied under the magnitude of infinity. There I'd peacefully slip away unneeded, consult the vastest intellect with reasoncombined with grace, justice, and wisdom,and bow to His beatific vision. If I could breathe

By |2025-01-07T06:17:22+00:00January 7th, 2025|Poems|

Heaven Begun

Who could have ever imagined the depths He would descend? From His Father's home, Father's throne, angels' gaze, heaven's dome, down, down, to the nether regions, home of men and Legions. Humble, He, to shame the mighty; meek at heart, not sightly. Further still now descends He down, bearing cross, wearing crown. Up He gets

By |2021-10-14T03:44:21+00:00January 9th, 2022|Poems|

Little Children

The Apostle John received something from the Lord Jesus that he shares with Christians in his first epistle. We are little children. John may be, in a sense, a sort of spiritual father to the church. This tenderness for the flock in his care is what he learned from God, and John shares it with the children of God.

By |2021-02-19T05:07:11+00:00January 29th, 2020|Poems|