Soon We'll See

Imagine with me all that we'll see when we find ourselves in the glory of eternity.

Imagine your feet positioned on streets paved in gold as your eyes discover answers to mysteries untold. 

Imagine the colors you've never once seen that will shine through the kingdom with a radiant beam. 

Imagine the sound that will rise from the crowd as reunions take place and love shouts loud. 

Imagine the cry mixed with uncontrollable laughter as we see the result of faith and what comes after.

Imagine feeling no burden, no pain, and no weight the instant you find yourself within the gate.

Imagine with me the peace that will be when we're breathing the air of Heaven; the presence of the King.

Imagine the culture of honor and order we will come to know as we reap the ultimate reward of what we have sown. 

Imagine hearing the sounds of that unmatchable choir and realizing there's no longer a trace of the deceiving liar. 

Imagine those that have gone on before wrapping their arms around us once more. 

Imagine tasting the fruit of the tree of life and experiencing the reality of no more strife. 

Imagine a Kingdom busy in the strongest power and gentlest love that is all carried out through the Father, the Lamb, and the Dove.

Imagine your purpose becoming more defined as you discover the real purpose of why you were designed. 

Imagine with me your new body in glory and power that the enemy can no longer touch or devour. 

Imagine realizing that the end is not the end at all but simply the beginning of your God given call. 

Above all, imagine with me the feeling you'll have when you see Him; the one who purposefully forgot your sin. 

Imagine the King's eyes that burn not in wrath or hate but rather with a love unable to discriminate. 

Imagine standing before Him forgiven and accepted knowing no longer the feeling of being rejected. 

Imagine love. Imagine hope. Imagine glory. For the day will come when this is our story. 

We will no longer imagine but we will see what we have believed. On that day, unspeakable joy will run free. 

Imagine now. Believe now. Hope now. Have faith now. Soon we'll see the reality to be.

Heaven is our home.

May I - 2012

Thankful, Lord. Let this me be.

May I never be blinded to all of the Heaven you have designed in me.

May I never forget that as the Creator of all things, you still know my name.

May I always be gracious because in all of my wrong doings, I am somehow without blame. 

Help me, Lord, remember your relentless blood.

How it washed away my stains like only the strongest of loves could. 

May I never forget that the King is my father.

Help me, Lord, act in a way where they'll say, "Now, that's the King's daughter." 

May I never be a fool that is ignorant of your power.

May I always remember how you wiped out cancer from Roger's body when it looked like death was the man of the hour. 

May I be ever grateful for your unfailing, unconditional, irrevocable love.

May my hand be placed on the chest of greed and hate and give it a mighty shove.

May I remember that this very love saved my brother's soul. 

What once was empty and a dark pit is now filled up and made whole.

May I always be overwhelmed with joy when I am surrounded by my family.

Let them be like a treasure in my heart that is constantly glowing inside me. 

May I always give you glory when I think of my dad's new home.

How he gets to stand in front of the Majesty of existence at His throne. 

Thankful, Lord. Let this me be.

When I think on that heavenly reunion drenched in beauty. 

May I never lose my desire to make my parents proud. 

Even when I'm ninety, help me remember they are witnesses in that cloud. 

May I always be aware of the friends you have given to me.

Help me serve them, love them, bless them, and challenge them as far as their eyes can see.

May I never be ungrateful or full of a false pride.

Help me be thankful. Ever thankful that You, oh lord, are forever by my side. 

And if I ever begin to stink by the stench of selfishness that causes your people to hurt.

Remind me. Remind me, Lord, how you formed me from the dirt! 

May I never lose my zeal to love You.

Remind me always that there is none above You.

I look up and these words I wish to say to the Creator of Heaven, "Thank You with all my heart."

May I never forget where my salvation journey had its start. 

More than anything, God, I want you to know that I love you.

I do, Lord. Above all else, I do.  

BEYOND THESE BOUNDS - sin

Sin can rule over people and have power it does not deserve. It can lead people into dark places they never wished to be in. It can convince people that there is no light and there is no love. Sin can wrap itself around a person’s heart so tight that it steals every ounce of joy they could have in them. Sin can take you so far that it will convince you and the people around you that it is impossible for you to come back. This is what sin did to my brother. Sin, however, is subject to the power of God and His ability to rip the impossible to shreds! When it seemed most impossible for my brother to come to God after years of sin, he came running to the altar of the Lord. He jumped into the river of life. He took a big gulp of the Holy Spirit. He surrounded himself with the goodness of God, and threw his heart back to the One who made sin look like a punk under His power. He has been washed in the blood and stands sinless and spotless before our God. Favor has attacked him, pinned him down, and left him speechless. His past is gone. His present is secure! His future is way BEYOND THESE BOUNDS! This is impossible! Naw, not really…at all.

Never give up. Never lose hope. God is faithful. My brother is now enrolled in Bible school and about to tear this world up for Jesus Christ. I LOVE MY BRO! 

Matthew 19:26 (NKJV) But Jesus looked at them and said to them, “With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”

BEYOND THESE BOUNDS - cancer

As my friend lay in that hospital bed colorless and cold with approaching death, my head asked my heart, ‘Is it possible that he can live?’ My heart delayed the answer as it studied the truth of stage four lung cancer. I shook my head as reality set in. Death was coming. Quickly. But as my doubt overwhelmed me, like a shockwave that brings a dead heart back to life, God’s heart began to beat within mine. My heart and my mind were made up. We would see a miracle in his life. I walked to his bedside and said, “God has already healed you.” He looked at me with a “duh” look on his face and said, “I know.” WOW! What great faith. It did not matter what I thought… or what anyone else thought in that moment. He knew death was hovering over him. He knew the doctors expected him to be dead and gone within weeks. He knew the prognosis. He knew the natural outcome and ultimate result. BUT, he also knew that he knew that he knew that his supernatural God would go BEYOND THESE BOUNDS! And God did. Six months later, after multiple tumors and blood clots simply vanished, cancer could not be detected in his body. No trace. IMPOSSIBLE! But, not really…. at all. Roger Nallie is a full time Bible school student in ALSOM and has, through the power of Jesus Christ, overthrown the power of sickness. There was a boundary; a mark for the impossible and Christ trampled it.

Matthew 19:26 (NKJV) But Jesus looked at them and said to them, “With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”

High Above This World's Troubles

Today, more than most days, I feel Heaven like a crashing wave.
Knocks me down with all its power, surrounds me like a cave.

Today, more than most days, I hear voices deep in my soul.
The mighty sound of saints before, like thieves my doubt they stole.

Today, more than most days, I know my help comes from beyond the hills.
God Almighty, in all His power, my pains and aches He steals.

Today, more than most days, I'm reminded that I cannot be shaken.
The enemy thought he could tear me down. Oh, was he mistaken!

Today, more than most days, hope pumps within my blood.
Heaven throws hope from on high and it hits me like a flood.

Today, more than most days, love overwhelms my heart.
Jesus whispers in my ear and each breath is a new start.

Today, more than most days, I sense God's presence all around me.
The Maker of the universe stands right next to me as if it pleases Him to astound me.

Well, I'm astounded.
You've got my feet so deep in your truth, I'm grounded.

Yeah, I'm astounded.
I couldn't turn away from you no matter how good the deal sounded.

Lord, I'm astounded.
When my heart was lost, you found it.

I set my hope on you.
You're not an idea. You're the Truth.

I set my gaze on your glory.
I'm wrapped up in your story.

I set my heart on your throne.
So thankful for the Seed you have sown.

Jesus, I'm yours.
As long as I keep my face turned up, my spirit soars.

I'll soar high above this world's troubles with You.
With my life, Lord, I hope I'm saying, "I love you, too."

And So The Serpent Speaks

The serpent moved its way up as it tightened around a vine.
He saw the woman in the distance and with vengeance said, "She'll be mine."

It waited patiently there until she got close to that forbidden tree.
"Did God say that? No, no, no, my dear. Listen closely to me."

It slithered through the garden until it met the bride.
It hissed at her attractive words, "Did you not know? God lied."

Her hand covered her mouth as she considered God's secret.
Her eyes narrowed thin as she accused, "How dare He keep it?"

Her hand reached forward to pluck that restricted fruit.
The serpent hissed in approval as he thought her look of betrayal so cute.

Her teeth met the skin and drove in drawing out the sweetness within.
Eternity closed its eyes as it saw majesty die while juice trickled down her chin.

It dropped down and hit the ground and a sound from the future was heard.
The blood of the Son hitting the mountain to redeem all who were lured.

Then, the bride took the fruit and gave it to her husband to eat.
"Look," she beckoned, "God, He lied! Taste it. Taste the truth of His deceit."

Realizing there was a mysterious look blazing in her eye, he lustfully took a bite.
Instantly, his face flooded with red as he was naked in her sight.

He ran behind a tree to hide as the snake inwardly took pleasure.
"Now, they are mine. Slaves to sin forever and ever and ever."

God flashed forward and saw His Son on the cross as a mocked token.
He knew in that moment that the covenant had been broken.

The serpent had come and deceived the bride into betrayal.
But even in the moment of the woman's first bite, Heaven had already pictured a new portrayal.

They saw the skin of the Son being ripped by the enemy's teeth.
They saw His blood spill forth as He died, getting no relief.

They saw Him stripped naked in front of all for humiliation.
They saw The God of Ages become of no reputation.

They saw Him reverse time back to the very first bite.
But this time, He bit the serpent with all of His might.

When He resurrected and overcame the cross
He wiped away the moment she bit the fruit, the serpent's victory was forever lost.

Now, there's a new Bride and we won't be deceived.
Now, there's a new Groom and He won't leave us in need.

The serpent still comes and tries to tempt us with the forbidden and restricted.
But we have seen this story before so from our lives, you're evicted.

Slither back down to the dark pit in hell.
Because the story of this Bride is one you don't want to have to tell.

If you did, your wretched tongue would have to tell of faithfulness and purity.
If you did, you would tell of salvation's truth with surety.

This is a Bride "that hath made herself ready" and shines like the dawn.
The covenant has been restored. Serpent, move on.

Anchor My Soul

The world is full of crashing waves.
Each wave unmerciful as it builds then caves.

The winds come and upset the sea.
It wants to see how weak and human we can be.

Currents come to pull us away.
With all of their might, they hope we will stray.

It often turns violent as it thrashes toward us.
After all, when we stand so strong, who can ignore us?

Many drift as they are pulled in.
Will we too be overcome with the movement of sin?

Oh, no! On the contrary.
We have a hope that is beyond ordinary.

Yeah, the waves crash and the winds roar.
But we are unmoved because of our hope, an anchor.

An anchor dug deep into the foundation of Power.
An anchor so strong that even the most intimidating waves cower.

This anchor is secure, a firm weight for our souls.
We cannot be plucked up no matter how set evil is in its goals.

We cannot be pushed and we cannot be beat.
This anchor pulls every threatening wave down and places it beneath our feet.

We won't be tossed to and from with the rocking of the sea.
We will rise above the waters as an example of our King.

So crash and roar all the more!
Just remember, who has ever had victory over our Anchor?

And for those steadfast, what's in store?!
The kingdom of Heaven, which is on the shore!

The Grave Was But For A Moment

The Grave Was But For A Moment

They laid His beaten and bloody body down.
The sky turned black as the universe frowned.

They left Him laying in a pitiful display.
They could not believe He said, "I am King" knowing it was His judgement day.

He could have backed down and denied His position.
Instead, he declared royalty untainted by opposition.

So, they murdered Him and put Him with the dead.
It was simply a moment in time to complete what the prophecies said.

They rolled the stone and closed His tomb.
This was His purpose from the moment He was formed in the womb.

He was meant to die. The ultimate call.
To go to hell and back and redeem us all.

And to hell He did go as they all thought him dead.
He was simply getting a pair of keys. Imagine hell's dread!

The ground began to shake and saints of old awoke from their sleep.
God the Father, His promise He did keep.

Voices could be heard saying, "He is not here!"
He was alive! Out of the grave! Was it not clear?

The darkness of death ran in terror as it realized His power.
He had overcome it and its sting in that very hour!

How can one stand against He who over threw the grave?!
How can one defeat He who can save?

The grave was but for a moment.
He went inside, resurrected and now owns it.

Isn't it evident?! You are no longer death's slave.
You too have overcome the grave!