A Supplication Proffered To The Lord On High Another day filled with toil and strife, Just another taste of this bitter life; Signs all indicate the Rapture is soon, With each new waxing or waning of the Moon. We look to the skies while praying on our knees, Shouting from the fire to be cooled by a breeze; Nothing good in life ever comes easy, And the things that do tend to make us all queasy. Why, why, why, oh why!? A question proffered to the Lord on High: How can the timelines flow so seamless and sound, Yet we’re still left fluttering on this earthly-ground. We search, we pray, we hope, we beg, To avoid the blast from that powder keg; You’re never late, You’re always on time, But we’re in a hurry to reach the Finish Line!! How many more weeks? How many more days? Exactly just how many more hours, Must we endure this confusion and haze? The Tribulation will soon commence, Not much time left for those on the fence; But their destiny can change by altering their hearts, So as to accompany us Heavenward before the chaos starts. Lord, if You choose to extend this excruciating delay, Please provide us with the strength to survive another day; We desperately wish to come to the end of this sorrow, And tonight would be better than waiting until tomorrow!!! We’re anxious to go, we’re ready to leave, There’s nothing left here for which to cleave; Please come get us, Lord, don’t tarry anymore, Provide us with our wings-- we’re all set to soar! Please hear our moans and groans and don't make us beg anymore. Some of us are truly at the end of our strength and endurance. Please come and get us NOW. Humbly Your words so honest from the heart of our watching reminds me of the Psalmist . . Surely such prayer and sighs and groanings and praise our Lord hears ~ ~ ` ~ . yes ! ~ ~Father, we rejoice how you remind us the value to stay close to Jesus, responding to the Holy Spirit's leading . . . .. . we can't go a second without crying, sighing, running to You, for we as Your children do want to be held in Your lap Abba . . and so~~ through Christ-given discernment, Lord, stir our spirits held in the Splendor of Christ's Saving Grace with your promised assurance and strength til we're called upward . . . .. ~ ~ What matters in this life? . . ~ ~ it is You, Mighty God, and our spirited faith given to know You Who loves us like no other, . . . . Oh, Father reveal Your glorified pleasure, in surrounded and dwelling Holy Spirited illuminating Light, . . oh, Glory to our God, for You, Lord has promised, to never let us go, even more, and especially, so close to Your very near return . . .
