Twins: I Love It

Thoughts occur to me,
thoughts occur to you.
God shares them with both of us
seemingly out of the blue.

My heart quickly beating and my mind
throws a pure line out to you.
I know what thoughts you’re thinking,
and I know you know my thoughts, too.

New words will form on your lips,
their idea will flood through my mind;
they then will pass through my heart
with utterances not far behind.

(A silent exchange, a human exchange linking my heart to yours, and I like it.)

It’s odd that thinking my thoughts
is so much like thinking yours.
Our brains have been fused together
on God’s supernatural forge.

’cause that’s what lives are about
when they’re joined as our lives have been.
Beyond our imaginations
having nothing to do with sin.

(It’s time that I wrote about it, and left it no longer ignored…)

For we were “breathed out” together
from God’s Benevolent Form;
our hearts run along His true tether
and, for both of us, this is the norm.

We think, we speak, we act as one mind
that God-given unity’s so hard to find…

and I LOVE IT.

©2016 by SJ Palmer

The Host in White

Heaven’s fire is burning in me

just like it burns in the Holy City.

God’s Spirit burns brightly in the midst of His Host;

Blessed Father, Son, and Sweet Holy Ghost.

I will be there to see them burn brightly

because His word I’ll never take lightly,

and He has promised we’ll see His Face

when we’ve allowed Him to run our race.

Yes, Heaven’s fire is burning in me;

where I’ll serve my Master, eternally,

and never grow used to or tired to see

the “Host in White”, which includes me!

From every nation they’ll gather there

forever rejoicing, all freed from care.

God will coronate His Holy Lamb

and crown Him ever, “The Great I Am”

and I will be there, yes, I will see

the Redeemed shouting and I will be

standing right in the midst of them;

shining and shimmering just like gems!

Let God’s fire burn in all of His might

and my heart rejoice with His Host in White!

HALLELUJAH! God’s fiery Host in White!

Jesus and Tea

cup of tea

Tea is like the Lord, so soothing and so sound.

It heats up all my insides and is fragrant going down.

Its deep, rich, amber color is so like the Throne of God

and the lights which spring forth from it in rotating thunder rods.

The leaves of tea bring healing just like the Tree of Life

and birth in me new energy, and grant me sleep at night.

Leaves brown and green mark new roads in humility and life.

A crown and ring God gives to me as His pearl of great price.

Yes, tea will ere remind me of what God has done for me,

and I will ere be grateful for their similarities.

(Copyright © 2-10-15 by Sharon Joy.  All Rights Reserved.)

Unfailing Arms

I sit safely on the soft shores of Daddy’s Love because He has saved me from the sea of my trifles;

I’m more trouble to myself, at times, than the enemy affords.

God breathes life back into lungs once heavy-laden with sorrow;

the blanket of His rest has lifted downcast eyes. I sit watching from safe shores all the benefits of “plenty”;

all the fruits of His Great Love are now mine to enjoy.

He won’t suffer memories to ripple their travail against the trusty banks of faithfulness that He has lodged in me;

nor will He see my head bowed to fear.

I look down at choppy waters (raging angrily without me) from the high nest of the sanctuary in which He settles me.

The waves bounce and splash about, but they cannot touch me;

I’m enveloped – resting warmly – in Christ’s unfailing arms.

(Copyright © 2014 by Sharon Joy. All Rights Reserved.)