Dylan Thomas

Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toenails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that you bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. - Dylan Thomas

Sunday, December 9, 2007

Angels

We certainly have idealized angels into feminine creatures but who knows how many actually are and remember that SATAN himself that evil fallen angel was a cherub. Does this shock you? We imagine that those gone before are now angels when in actuality angels are created beings and we cannot earn wings no matter how "good" we are. Actually we cannot even be good enough for any reward. WE are sinful creatures whom God saw fit to give a leg up by sending His only son Jesus to die for us and be the living sacrifice for He could not stay in a grave. The resurrection power of God was too great and now we have a Savior praying for us and angels watching out for us after we accept Jesus as Lord and Savior. Angels are, and fallen angels (demons) are, and we are...... simple and powerless next to them...... but for God! Isn't this just so exciting and wonderful. It is the only thing I can get out of this life that makes a bit of sense. So hope you are feeling the pull of the Holy Spirit and will know God if you do not already. It is certainly the most exciting thing I can imagine.

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