The Watchman - Part One

The Watchmen stand tirelessly,
On the walls.
Their eyes focused on what lay ahead,
They warn only, with their calls.

Change is coming,
Calls the watchman from his perch.
The weather is changing,
Here in the earth.

The storms are building,
Just outside the walls.
The clouds are darkening,
Are the words of their calls.

Many still walk aimlessly,
Ignoring the watchmen as they go.
Thinking the storm will pass yet again,
As it has before, moving to and fro.

Certain that the storm,
Could not come this way.
Thinking, that storm,
Is reserved, for yet another day.

As a fine rain,
Begins to fall.
Now the Watchman grows louder,
 with his call.

Ezekiel 33:6 
But if the watchman see the sword come, and blow not the trumpet, and the people be not warned; if the sword come, and take any person from among them, he is taken away in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at the watchman‘s hand

Who Do You Say I AM?

Some know Him as, 
The Ancient of Day's.
Others know Him as,
The One Who is Holy,
 In all His ways.

To some He is,
The God of the Ages.
Who identified Himself,
By the words of His sage's.

Some call Him Master,
Some call Him Friend.
Others just call Him,
The Beginning and End.

To some He is,
The True Capstone.
To others He is why,
 They are never alone.

To some He is,
The Rescuer of the lost.
The Repairer of the breach,
Regardless of cost.

To some He is,
A Lamb beaten and weak.
To others a Strong Lion,
With a love for the meek.

Some observe Him at a distance,
Because of great fear.
Others grab hold of His hand,
And long to draw near.

Who is this One, 
Of many names?
Who's description overwhelms,
These humble frames.

He Is,
The Life Giver.
He Is,
The Living River.

He is the reason,
We stand where we trod.
He Is The One and The Only,
He Is God!


Who is God?

He is,
The Mightiest of the mighty.
The Strongest of the strong.
The Most Powerful of the powerful.
The Most Loving!

He is,
The Wisest of the wise.
The Kindest of the kind.
The Most Beautiful.
The Most Benevolent.

He is,
The Most Patient.
The Long Suffering.
The Only Just Judge.
The Righteous One!

He is,
The Life Giver.
The Life Sustainer.
The Rescuer of our souls.
The Ancient of Day's, from days untold!

He is,
The Prayer Taker.
The Wonder Maker.
The Blesser of our bread.
The Lifter of our head!

He is,
The Beginning and The End.
The Good Shepherd, our closest friend.
The Vine from which all fruit grows.
The Living Waters of which all life goes.

He is God,
And there is none but He.
He is without contemporary or peer.
He possesses no fear.

He is,
More Majestic than my words.
More Dynamic than my description.
My words pale to describe Him.
My descriptions are pathetic and 
pitiful in Who He really is.

In my greatest imagination,
I underestimate Him.
In my greatest descriptions,
I sell Him short of Who He is.
He Is Holy, and He Is God!