"Dimensions of Glory"

"But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, 

are changed into the same image from glory to glory, 

even as by the Spirit of the Lord."
(2 Corinthians 3:18)

It is a hunger that climbs into realms of the ethereal, where the

 Lion dwells in portals of unearthly power

Sometimes it's a rain falling like a waterfall and sometimes it's a

 lightning strike of fire like a thunderous shower

It could be a silence so deafening that the room reverberates His

 presence in waves of Love's highest splendor

None can anticipate this sudden rush of His Spirit that stops us in

 our tracks and leaves heaven's cinder

When it happens, dust is transformed ever so quickly into an awed

   motionless participant in time that ceases

The worshipers become immediate kneelers, in the mighty force of

  His presence, leaving mortals in weakness

Earth is not equipped to handle such majesty in the auspices of

 God's arrival, so we fall down in holy respect

The space is quickly filled with Angels, God's heavenly host, and

 His Spirit and entrance are easy to detect

A holy mist may be seen like a smoke of the holiest ilk, and it

 hovers like a dove in feathery still motion

We all are moved to tears as emotions run amok in this place filled

 with power, fire, and wonders like a roaring ocean

Humans dare not stir in this cyclone that's still, yet it moves with

 wind and breath like a reined sweeping breeze

Our hearts are beating fast, yet our beings love this presence; it's

 what the soul longs for, and the spirit agrees

Some are slain in the Spirit; others dance in the Spirit with praise;

 while some weep, with hands lifted in the air

It seems we have climbed and reached an apex too beautiful to

 describe; it's an ascension up an ecstasy stair

How can this be?  We are mortal flesh, but our spirits feel the

 difference; it's unearthly and so holy and pure

We know that even though our feet are on the ground, we have left

 this world behind, and that's a fact, for sure 

It's a venture into the paradise of our dreams, while we still live in

 confines of earth's dust and human form 

But, there's no denying it; this feels like a heavenly interruption

  blowing into our midst like a mysterious storm

Only those rising from visions, the ones awakening from dreams,

 and those smelling roses can tell the story

They will say they took a trip into God's treasures of secrets, His

 clouds of wonder, and His "Dimensions of Glory."

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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas

Services Sunday 10:30 am and Wednesday 7:15 pm

~~~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~~~

Please send us your prayer requests, and NOW is the time to 

sow seed into holy blessed ground!  Miracles are happening, 

Glory is falling; please go to promiselandchurch.net and give 

a love offering online.  May God bless you, and I know He will!

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PromiseLand Church!

We're climbing to Glory!

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"Preparing for Glory!"

 



"For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy 
to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us."
(Romans 8:18)


Run to His arms with a heart of thanksgiving and a soul of
 repentance, for the time is nigh for power
It falls in flames of fire and the abundance of rain, from hands
 ready to redeem the world in this pregnant hour
There is a longing in the Spirit of Almighty God to show forth His
 presence with wonders of His holy majesty
If His Bride does not cooperate with this move of Unity and this
 season of revival; it will be such a travesty
It's time for Miracles and signs to draw the honest hearts before
 it's too late; His glory will be revealed to all
God's Spirit upon all flesh is falling in every nation, kindred and
 tongue, for the final gathering and end time call
Bow low and climb high are the prerequisites for this time of
 great splendor, and He beckons His own to yield
Surely He can count on His Church, who are washed in His
 blood, filled with His Spirit, saved and sealed
There's a drawing of the remnant to come closer than ever
 before, and seek Him with our own sacrifice
It's a small price to pay to enter into His dimension of mysteries,
 and get a taste of eternal wonders and paradise
None have ever been here before; this moment in time preceding
 the Rapture, so none have a clue of what to do
But, those weeping and groaning are paving the way, venturing
 into the unknown; it only takes a dedicated few
"Be it unto me" is their ever constant cry, as they surrender their
  beings to the Holy One of Israel, the Lion in wait
Oh, the fiery turmoil of the soul that hungers in the Spirit; it's a
digging into treasures and secrets, mighty and great
The Lord gathers their tears as they weep for the seed, and kneel
 at His feet; it's a burden transferred from God
It seems too heavy for mere "dust" to carry and birth, but the
 presence of the Lord gives strength to this sod
We are the generation of the fulfillment of all things, and the
  culmination of the long awaited Rapture story
It was reserved for the last who will be first, and the Spirit led,
 God fed, who are "Preparing for Glory!"

(Visit promiselandchurch.net and theexperience238.com.)

 

PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas

Services Sundays 10:30 am and 1st Wednesdays 7:15 pm

~~~~~Live Streaming~~~~~

Thank you for joining us in worship of our Lord Jesus Christ!

Please send us your prayer requests, and if you would like 

to sow seed into holy blessed ground, that prays and SEES 

miracles, you may give online @ promiselandchurch.net. 

You may also join our Church online!  God bless you, 

 and I know that He surely will!

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PromiseLand Church! 

We are "Preparing for Glory!"

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