Someday

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Someday God’s promise …
   complete with our prayers,
   will someday satisfy,
   bring forth a final declare.
Christ and glory present …
   ushering in to transform,
   sudden thus shaken,
   it’s nothing less than a perfect storm.
 
An enemy but foreseen …
   plants a thought but is seen,
   evil able to speak,
   a destructive lie, a continuous demean.
Lying scared far beneath …
   a seductive cover in fear,
   is lost but with a word,
   in hatred this silent smear.
 
Hope and our identity …
   we’ve known is in Christ,
   a redemption which saved us,
   is a costly bloody price.
Love and redemptive grace …
   captured the begotten stare,
   within the vastness of someday,
   is not an end and to persistent prayers.
 
Consumed in Your peace …
   breathe of holiness whispered,
   redemption dance our waltz,
   drawn in as one holy dancer.
Yesterday is not tomorrow …
   as this someday is made clear,
   is today forever eternal,
   is in your presence a new frontier.
 
Someday promise and a prayer …
   His purpose is not discreet,
   today welcomed without a snare,
   not forsaken but complete.
Prayer and once so desperate …
   answered not sifted like wheat,
   saints gather and in reunion,
   in the beloved an entire fleet.
 
When voices did rise up …
   midst a thousand prayers,
   all did become as one,
   as we kneeled longing for care.
God, we knew you were able …
   as you listened and did hear,
   when each one was begotten,
   is not forsaken but held so dear.
 
Someday is today …
   a consummation in prayer,
   promises did unfold,
   as trumpets blast forth and with flair.
Saints gather in the clouds …
   as glory and eyewitness share,
   standing watch from heaven’s door,
   in a glorified catch within the air.
 
Grasping in awe …
   of a holiness glimpse,
   as Father God rejoices,
   His righteous hand an eclipse.
Jesus stands so bold …
   because his blood has uncovered,
   healed for all time,
   our brokenness covered.
 
Someday is this day …
   in glorified completion,
   as foreseen and knowledge,
   His unveiling, a holy secretion.
Sanctified then glory …
   whom the believer has chosen,
   esteemed in perfection,
   a follower unfrozen.
 
Sin and independence …
   formed a shattered reality,
   freedom is solely a God-dependence,
   so embrace the Almighty.
Portions of truth twisted …
   if used become the lie,
   is a choice meshed with self-pride,
   an impaired judgment a false guide.
 
Lies wound then invade …
   a fact not to dismiss or deny,
   false gods will parade,
   sin, a mistake does hide.
Deception then enslavement …
   chains bind up do cry,
   someday not a slow fade,
   as someday frees with a surprise.
 
Sovereign, everlasting God …
   the anchor of my soul,
   Father God in all your glory,
   arranged the fatal blow.
Forewarned, the final story …
   Satan known and dethroned,
   foolish game a final moan,
   a banish a crushing overthrow.
 
What evil meant for evil …
   but severely misunderstood,
   someday became a Christ day,
   righteousness understood.
His promise stepped between …
   a holy concert stirred an upheaval,
   God’s Son the fatal bruise,
   Christ has come for our retrieval.
 
 
1 Thessalonians 4:16-18 (Holy Bible-New International Version) … “For the LORD himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught together with them in the clouds to meet the LORD in the air. And so we will be with the LORD forever. Therefore encourage each other with these words.”
 
Hebrews 12:1 (Holy Bible-New International Version) … “Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
 
 
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