I wonder what it would be like to look upon Your face
Would Your features simply spell out grace?
I wonder what it would be like to held by You
Would it feel like something brand new?
To take Your nail scarred hand in mine
And bask in Your glory divine
Could I actually see Your glorious splendor
Make its way from Your feet to Your heart so tender
Would it sparkle and twinkle with every hue?
As it radiates all around, from You
Would Your light shine so bright that it would make a sound
Or would it be very quiet, so profound?
Would your voice boom as thunders roll?
Or would it sound like music written on an ancient scroll?
Where are You tonight as the world spins out of control?
Where are You as they all have forgotten their roles
Of sons and daughters of the Most High
I wonder if I could hear Your heart’s cry
Not for the 99 but the lost one
Oh Lord when will you come?
I have had this thought of writing about God’s splendor for over a year now. I’ve tried several times but I could never really find the words of what I see as splendor in my mind. This poem came out of it instead. What do you see or think when you’re asked to describe God’s splendor? Maybe if I get enough responses I could.put a poem together from them….
Happy Thanksgiving to you all. We made it safely to Tennessee. Our condo we rented is at 2,400 feet! I’ll try to get a few photos out to you. Remember your homework….what is splendor? How would you describe it?
Where exactly are you in Tennessee? I’m looking forward to seeing your pictures. Happy Thanksgiving,!
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In Crab Orchard, Tennessee. Hour away from Knoxville. We are going to Wartburg, TN for dinner today…happy Thanksgiving to you too!
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Beautiful poem, Amy! When I think of God’s splendor I think about the transfiguration of Jesus in Matthew 17:1-8. Verse 2 says, “There he was transfigured before them. His face shone like the sun, and his clothes became as white as the light.” What an amazing sight that must have been! I am very much looking forward to seeing Jesus in all His splendor, and I pray He comes soon. Have fun in Tennessee! Happy Thanksgiving!
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Happy Thanksgiving! Enjoy your wife’s cinnamon rolls….sounds so good
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My Amy, I love the words you used in your poem; you invited me into His arms and I nestled there, overwhelmed in my physical body.
I think, if we were to be physically with Jesus here on Earth, we might feel like we’re exploding – because we not only have His Spirit within us, but His holy presence right there. Maybe that’s why He had to leave when the Spirit came: it would just be too much for us.
We cannot even imagine what it will be like in Heaven with God. (1 Cor 2.9 But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.) That’s so exciting!
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What beautiful words and what a beautiful thought that it would be just too much. Happy Thanksgiving Kathy!
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Happy Thanksgiving, Amy ☺
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The breathless wonder, for the heart to forever ponder. Will every breath, be gently taken, to the deepest ocean. Will spender, eclipse every moonlight, and the clustered universe. Will the majestic glow, leave the soul with an endless afterglow. Oh Lord, let my heart become profoundly speechless. For the splendor will surely be, beyond words! Blessings my sister, we wonder. But you have captured it, splendidly! Lovely share!
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