The Man at the Lake

Divinely inspired vision sprawled out before me

Mountains rising tall and stout encompassing thee

The deepest blue lake as still as a crystal sea

Besieged by large green armies made of grass and tree

Luminous white drizzle topped darkened mountain peaks

Blue ice crystals danced and glazed up and down my cheeks

Brightly falling snow magically warmed my physique

Magnificence so great it was beyond critique

Blazing warm yellow light drew me to the near shore

Where stood a man adorned not like one rich or poor

Seasoned royal plum gilded robe is what he wore

Working quite focused and swift he labored his chore

He was a stranger and yet so much one I knew

Like this place that was so familiar and yet new

Peering over his shoulder his gaze shot right through

Captured my soul dividing what was right and true

Drawn to this man as he beckoned for us to meet

Heart racing with suddenly paralyzed two feet

Glancing at his face a warm glow pierced my defeat

As his lightning sharp smile was welcoming and sweet

Stumbling and shambling I joined the man by the fire

Returning his gaze upon the dancing red pyre

Joy draining from his contenence replaced with dire

Puzzling silence gripped my soul standing in the mire

A single black piece of coal laid upon the flame

Bewildering confusion as what was his aim

Burn wood to light coal was a mysterious game

Pryingly I just had to know what was his claim

Brazenly I pressed and thought this puzzle I solved

The embers burning symbolized an act of God

On coals representing a soul newly resolved

Redeeming love through Jesus Christ whom they now laud

The man’s half crooked smile revealed I was not right

That the coals and the fire were not causing his plight

Pain so deep it had him laboring through the night

Battling to vanquish the vile evil of this blight

Rippling pain embraced him as he began to cry

Inquiring I pressed for the reason as to why

Silently directing me to the lake to spy

I watched the embers of a coal grow cold and die

The answer brought more confusion than clarity

Dowsing flames seemed what one expected from the sea

Yearning deep inside pulled my heart and saddened me

Clearly there was more going on than I could see

Quickly grabbing my hand he lifted us to flight

Sailing higher and higher deep in the blue night

Calming peace replaced fear as we rose to great height

Till all was as clear as a single painted sight

Pointing to the lake the man my attention drew

Watching every piece of coal at once from this view

Giving me great sadness as I finally knew

Darkening of coals happened to more than a few

The lake once blue had been lit a red orange blaze

Was rapidly turning black like the new moon phase

Those once set on fire losing the breath in their praise

A self centered wickedness now filling their days

Looking back at the man with my now tear stained eyes

Understanding his swift labor and why he cries

Speaking he challenged that I had now become wise

Would I help ignite coals or become one who dies

– Written from a vision that God had given me about how many are growing cold and that he was challenging us to change that

– Written on May 16, 2018

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