I kneel beside my bed.
I picture in my mind,
reaching out to take the scroll of the Spirit
which He delivers in the dawn.
News of His
Word and Work
for me today.
Yet, even after waiting,
I am afraid to open it.
I believe it only has hard things.
Things that I will not enjoy.
And so I recognize, the deceiver has spoken.
For he hovers my dawn as well.
"Be brave", I say
and step into the light
for it's unsealing.
As it unrolls, I catch my breath
for starkly written:
Death to Self
is signed where I first glance.
Dread whispers in my ear,
"Read no more. That alone--impossible."
Yet,
sparkling on the page,
even as I tremble,
Invisible Ink illuminates 3D words:
POWER, LOVE, STRENGTH.
And jeweled words innumerable
bounce off the page into the air ,
as sun dissolves the
very words I feared...death;
and left only
GLORIES UNTOLD
hanging in the
atmoshpere.
Such a wonder to behold.
So when tomorrow comes I will tell myself,
Do not be afraid to open
the scroll of today.
Let no dark whisperers dissuade you.
When the dawn breaks forth
Step into the Son.
The mystery of His hidden goodness
appears to those brave enough to look
past death,
and Behold the Invisible God.
--wkm
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