Our Saviour isn't caught in time
Nor how we're set to think,
Our Jesus sees beyond
To where life is complete.
He saw beyond, before He came
To save us from ourselves,
But, He relinquished all that joy
To rescue us from hell.
He came into the zone of age
Of limitation, death,
He came to set us free from this
To give His everlasting breath.
He chose to come to suffer hate
To deliver us from time,
That we may rise in freedom, ride
Where life is redefined.
His time down here, so pivotal
In eternal plans He made,
He slipped down through the unseen veil
To break the vice of grave.
Then in eternity's eternity He rose
To where He always was,
And there He lives to woo us home
Into the arms of God.
Soft CHRISTmas Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems ©Dec 2011
Poetry From The Heart
I used to think
loving life so greatly that to die would be
like leaving a party- before the end.
Now I know that the party
is really happening - somewhere else;
that the light and the music
escaping in snatches - to make the pulse beat
and the tempo quicken come from a way, away.
And I know too that when I get there
the music will never
May the wonder of that first CHRISTmas
the joy of God's abundant blessings,
and the peace of Jesus' presence
be with you always.