Glory

Glory. (What Is It?) It has no beginning and no end, it exists because it is! Filling all that is with life, a light that outshines all others Rushing across the stars like a storm, leaving unmatched power in its wake Wrapping all in its presence, its very substance, the stuff of unwavering strength. Power without end, fueled by life itself Displayed across the heavens and in the smallest flower Overwhelming and overpowering, nothing can stand in its presence It is the very flint that struck the spark of eternity. Choosing not to exist alone He spoke us into being Our first breath came from Him Approaching with confidence, knowing that we belong The glory surrounding us like a cloak. Fellowship there is transparent and sweet, a time longed for until it comes Walking together on a path through His glory, experiencing all that He is The light , the power, very life itself All exist in and through Him. He takes it off like a garment and walks among men No less glorious but choosing to appear that we might relate Looking for relationship that will flourish throughout eternity Walking together in His glory throughout time. His glory, rich and pouring forth light and power Time nor space can stand in its way It brings the strongest to their knees and lifts the weak to their feet Glory is in all that He is.... It is His very being. JB