Saturday, July 4, 2009

The Rainbow River













There is a rainbow river
that ebbs, and moves,
and flows.
It follows where He leads, 
and brings life and healing where it goes.

It's a river of Living Water
filled with a spectrum of Brilliant Light...
A rainbow of  "fluid color"
a "forward-motion" promise, 
so powerful and bright.

A remembrance of wrath, 
entwined with the vow of "never again."
The source redeemed in it's new purpose -
now a living promise through Him that bore our sin.

Thirst quenching, soul drenching, 
a drink that truely satisfies...
Enlightening, revealing 
of His glory it clearly testifies.

Its colors glow in the fullness of the spectrum.
Their richness dripping with the heaviness of oil.
Each beautiful hue dancing, swirling, and rolling
over the ground of prepared hearts; 
awaiting to bless the freshly tilled soil.

Red...our sin and the crimson blood that cleanses us. 
    Orange...our hope; the rising dawn where glory and atonement meet.
       Yellow...our righteousness in the brilliance of His glory. 
        Green...our promise of everlasting life. 
       Blue...our hearts of compassion; a love that's loyal and true. 
    Indigo...our anointing; when loyalty and royalty come together in a kiss. 
Violet...our inheritance; the color of kings and and a life spent in wedded bliss.

It renews and transforms, 
all those that receive it's touch.
It enters, rests and restores...
responding to prayers that availeth much.

It seeks out the lost and the hurting;
those invited to be His guest...
All that it requires is a heart of worship, 
And God's Light-infused "river of promise," will do the rest.

1 comment:

  1. Stealing a snippet from an article written by singer/songwriter Carolyn Arends...

    At a concert in Erie, Pennsylvania, I sang a song called "In Good Hands." Afterward, the church's custodian stopped by. "When you was singing that song about Jesus' hands," he said, "the sun was setting behind you, and it was making them stained glass pictures of Jesus glow. The sound of your buddy's violin was bouncing off these stone walls, and, well, you was saying more than you was even saying."

    I would have to apply that to this blog post. It is so beautiful that "You definitely said more than you were even saying"!!!
    Thank you.

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