"Fear God, Love God, Serve God": "The Dawn!"

Monday, September 18, 2017

"The Dawn!"

"To the teaching and to the testimony! If they will not speak

according to this word, it is because they have no dawn."

(Isaiah 8:20)

Who reigns above the earth with Power, honor, and the beauty

of holiness, in the portals of ethereal majesty?

Who draws the seeking reaching soul up the rungs in auras of the

unknown, veiling our blinded eyes, lest we see?

Does He search for the hungry, the bowed and the wholly given,

to set that one apart for higher domains?

Is it a private place reserved for the visionary, the dreamer, the

one between the pew and the altar, with birth pains?

Will He find His Moses, His Daniel, His Esther, His Paul, in this

hour of unlimited pleasure and unbridled flesh?

Does Almighty God need a revival of His own in an outpouring of

His Holy Spirit, falling on His "dust" afresh?

Can our God, who has planned the prophecy in omnipotent detail,

depend on His creation to unite in fulfillment?

Or, will those, the chosen ones, hide their gifts and heaven sent

light under the Laodicean bushels of concealment?

What will MOVE God's creation, so fearfully and wonderfully

made in the purity of His image, and His likeness?

Will the time and the season stir mankind to leave satan behind,

and board the waiting train of righteousness?

How can a pacing God gather His sheep in this Noah's day of

folly, disrespect of God's commandments, and Sin?

Can His Bride shake earth with her MOVE of miracles, signs and

wonders, to cause all to look up and ask, "When?"
Are the wedding garments ready, hope chests filled, and the lamps
  oiled and full, for that blinking departure?
Has the Church anticipated the flight, and prepared enough, like
a standing, strong, warring, and ready archer?
When will our Beloved come, and whisk us away from this place
  not our home, to the throne of our King and Lord?
Can we hold our positions and battle to the end, with our armor
  intact, and our flashing gleaming swords?

Why doesn't the Lord's bride, that dwells worldwide, discard her

weariness, her pains, her woes, and frowns?

What is stopping her from dancing and rejoicing, with all of her

might; if she looks up, she'll see Glory coming down?

Will she possess the land that was promised her in God's Word

and move in obedience and faith, without a doubt?

Can the Church grasp the promise and tread the soils of the world,
by a step of the feet and a simple, "walk it out"

Can she climb the stairs and finally with a hand over the top
pull herself up to say, "Weariness be gone!"
Will Jesus Christ come and find her robed in victory, her wedding
garment ready, and Awake in "The Dawn!"