A curtain of apathy hangs heavy in the air,
tugging the atmosphere downwards.
A blindness hovers and silences
as dust thickens their vision and dulls their senses.
Velvet shadows dance upon these ancient walls,
enticing one soul after another to swallow their hunger and
become enraptured in a lie.
Bound by deception,
they step towards conflicting whispers.
Lips form dull empty words of vanity crashing quickly to the ground.
Smiles crack and curl,
lingering a moment too long.
Eyes shine,
a frightening, glaring vacancy dwelling within.
Faces flash, crowds of fragmented fearful hearts strung together.
Amidst the crowds, a pulse jumps.
Reviving and stirring up the stillness,
a heart ablaze.
Burning with holy fire, their feet are drawn beyond the pews.
Shattering the silence from the inside out,
one voice echoes the prophecy of Awakening Himself and the dead arise.
Stirring in the heavens at the mention of His name,
Truth's grip digs his nails into the blackness of the grave,
pulling out son after daughter,
daughter after son,
a transcendent rescue of the lost.
A choir of praise steadily rises as hearts catch Love's flame,
joining with the angels they sing the praise of their Heavenly Father.
Shadows unravel and loop together in ratty knots
in the appearance of the Majestic One.
His arms wrap them in unity to stand as one.
In the mighty unbreakable bonds of perfect, unchanging love
His strength injects and ignites the courage of angel armies into every soaring heart.
Hearts scream of thankfulness, the rich praise of the Holy One.
Lives recklessly dance to proclaim the wonders of Truth and Wisdom beneath His wings,
Radiance swells and beams from the faces of the found.
The canopy lies a heap of ashes, a pit of lies stomped down.
Passion charges craving hearts,
Death forever silenced in triumph.
Eyes widen and souls are overwhelmed with the taste
as they are brought to their knees in wonder.
Precious tears drip of heaven's glory,
A reality forever undone.
Perfect, wonderful Majestic Jesus may we never stray from You to chase after the lies of this world. Your Truth, Your promises, Your name is enough to keep us upon our feet with hands raised for a lifetime. This world, our families, our friendships need a touch from the Holy One. We desperately need to be reminded day in and day out that we have access and a relationship to the Father through the precious blood of Your son Jesus. You are calling out a generation from the pews to seek Your face and to not settle for the ways of this world. You desire for every heart to run into Your healing embrace and to encounter the reality of Jesus. You change it all- every lie to Truth, every season of mourning to dancing, every pain to healing, every broken thing into the beautiful. We refuse to believe the lies of the enemy that this world cannot be reached or changed by the power of Your great Name. You are Life itself and hold every moment in Your hands- we choose to trust You and go deeper for Your sake and for the sake of those in search of a purpose to fight for.
May Your precious and steadfast love continue to shatter false perceptions of reality for Your followers and undo the walls of pain, of fear, and of apathy that hold all others in this world back from standing in wonder at the name of Jesus Christ and devoting this one life they have to You.
Yours is the Kingdom. Use us.
(Inspiration: Isaiah 55, Ezekiel 37, Daniel 9)
