Wednesday, November 10, 2010
ehyeh asher ehyeh
When it comes down to it, I was made for battle. The battle of all time. A burning so deep, if I don't hold it at bay would consume me. A longing for reality. All I see are the chains that drag us down, the blindfolds that cut off the circulation to our faces. I've been sharpening my blades. My shield is on. I'm trapped behind the starting gates. Your lies might have deceived me once, but the truth relentlessly pierces my ears, my mind, my heart. He’s making me ready. When He’s ready, nothing will hold me back. My day of longing is your day of terror. And it will come. Like a thief in the night, it will come. I see you. Preparing. harder, faster, as the days go by. Frantically making your plans. But ours are made. They've been designed before the foundations of the heavens, before the beginning of time, before you ever sung your first song. He knew what you were going to do. Why do you think you’re here? Why do you think I'm here? Oh, you thought you would ever reign over His creation, the very image of the Almighty, the Holy One?? It's all about Him. Lay down your sword, return to Him. I know you hear me. Like I said, my blades are sharpened, my shield is on. It's only a matter of time now, you'll be gone, I'll be free and He will be king.
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