Abide With Me Still

My crown of thorns - growing into the shape of a cross – all by its self - has been projecting on my kitchen doorway to the garage – every morning for weeks. I can’t capture it clearly. It is a projection – reflected from my neighbor’s truck windshield – through my window pane. For weeks, the Lord has been trying to download His truth to me in this natural occurrence. Yesterday, I took a few minutes to put my pondering to pencil and paper. The following prose is another validation of His promise to me in 2007.

“I give you visions in the night,
And revelation as you write.”

All these years, I thought that it pertained to His revelation on my dreams, as I commit them to pencil and paper. Today, I understand it to mean that my OBEDIENCE to ‘write’ – BRINGS His revelation to the window of my spirit. I have so many things in my mind that my spirit yearns to express – but they get lost inside my head because I don’t take or can’t find the time to write. I lose the moment. Something else rises to take its place.

But this one thing kept reappearing. So, while dad drank his coffee, I put my pencil to paper (literally – I have no problem writing longhand in my journals – He always meets me there). The interesting thing is – I don’t usually like or write poetry anymore. I haven’t written prose or poetry for 20 years. Yet in the past 4 weeks, He has written 3 pieces of prose through my pencil. I didn’t even realize this truth until yesterday when His revelation unfolded in prose. 

Morning after morning - when I gaze upon this natural occurrence – a supernatural moment in an ordinary ‘mundane’ occurrence, I will give thanks for His Light. His words anchor me.

Only God, could do such a thing.

Today, I surrender my pencil of yesterday and my pencil for tomorrow to His hand. I obediently pick up the instrument He has placed in my hand – to reflect His Glory.

Abide With Me Still

My light shines
To reflect My Glory
Is your window open?
Shades pulled down?
awake; slumbering?
Abiding and still?
My Light will surprise
In ordinary ways
My wonders perform
My Light transforms
In season and out

Wherever you are
Even in the dimness
Of your dwelling place
My Light shines true
Like a mirror reflects
Projecting my Glory
Upon your ‘mundane’
I am causing the
Walls and doors
You take for granted
To become ‘amazing’

When you look away
My Light and Glory
Remain the same
What’s visible in front
In reality lies behind
Like a mirror reflects
My Glory projects
The truth of what was
And is; and is to come
Truth doesn’t change
In the shadows

Truth remains; never dies
Light belongs in darkness
Sun by day
Moon by night
Both together make
One ‘whole’ day
Reflecting My Healing
In My abiding Grace
Know that I’m guarding
Leading in the shadows
Of your enduring Faith

I am the TRUTH
Of your yesterdays
Today and tomorrow
Truth remains
In your abiding or not
Position or circumstance
Does not change
My truth
Abiding opens your spirit
To see my Truth; My Light
Come to Life

Abiding anchors you
In My creative purpose
For your entire days
I AM the I AM
I have overcome
Abide in My Victory
Remain in My Light
Have No Fear
I am your Beloved
I will never abandon
My Warrior Bride

Know the King’s heart
I AM who I say I AM
I AM that you might see
Regardless of the night
I AM that you be
Victorious in me
Day in and day out
Live in the beauty
Of this NEW ‘whole’ day
As my Light anchors you
Abide with me still

Prose written by God
through Patrina’s Pencil
5/21/11