THE 8TH FALL – III


Continued from last week…

She slowly paced across the room, a glass of water firmly at hand, her eyes pensively staring at the walls. She took a deep breath, shaking her head curiously as she made her way to the living room. Bemused, she switched on the light and for no apparent reason moved straight to the lone portrait sited at the bookshelf at the far-right hand corner of the room. That memorable evening at the dance floor with her dad on her sixteenth birthday was forever etched on her mind. Her heart began to race with emotion as she reminisced.

The memory of this evening had a permanent imprint in her heart of hearts. It was all came welling up within her all of sudden. She swallowed deeply as tear drops began to hit the portrait’s surface. How time had flown. How times could change. She felt so helpless. There was almost no telling how she had gotten here, yet there she was.

The fonts at the foot of the portrait seemed to have momentarily caught a luminous glow that magnificently shone at her face, flooding her heart with nostalgia: Apple of the Father’s Eye Forever!!!

She firmly pressed the portrait against her chest, overcome with emotion. “What a contradiction!” She thought to herself, longing for the golden days all gone by when she had it all, when the glorious scene was everything but the frightening oxymoron it now represented.

Her falls must have been way too many, something akin to beyond cure, so far away from redemption. She felt like one clothed in defeat and disgrace. Yet as she stood there, overwhelmed with all the unfolding proceedings, she knew there was no shifting blame. Looking back, she must have been beaten down way too many times, till there was no more strength or sense rising up. Hers was surely the eighth fall, beyond the wings of mercy and grace.

To be Continued…

THE 8TH FALL – I


The scene in the throne room was dense with tension as Sleek the Intricate, livid than ever, went through his charge sheet in meticulous detail. Lines were drawn in a spirited battle royal. He gestured wildly, his face a montage of animated expression as he pressed in. Accusations against the Royal Apple rose like a monumental skyscraper way into the outer space. There was no letup in the Sleek’s push. A heavy darkness engulfed the ends of the earth, its central power grid rattled to the core, the hosts at the nerve centre following the unfolding proceedings intently. An eerie, sort of ominous cloud seized the atmosphere, saturating the interval with an overwhelming, sickening feeling.

Suddenly a voice echoed across the room. It was like the sound of many waters:

“Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.”

There was a momentary lifting that filled every crevice in the room with an amazing sense of awe and reverence. You could touch the experience with your hands!

The scene was rapidly changing, generating an intense thrill in tow, that rose in sharp crescendo.

“Who could this possibly be?!” She curiously wondered aloud as his prominent face zoomed into sharp focus. The scene seemed to have transposed outdoors. This intensity in his eyes had her fully glued to the moment. “Like a gladiator on a mission!” She exclaimed descriptively.

To be continued…

TALKING DOTS…


Potently

Reconstructing

Divine trail with meaning

And insightful priceless gems

Laced with the thrill of adventure

And curiosity inexpressibly fascinating

Like magnificent beacons towering the sky they chart

Setting generational and lifetime spheres ablaze with wonder

Live feed captures talking dots in realtime spectacle commanding

Peaking at eventful scenarios engraved in eternal blue print before all things

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MARCH…ING FORTH


At

The

Count

Of three

Action breaks

All systems light up

In hope buoyed refill

Overflowing divine inspire

Gushing love faith and courage

Every step of the way along eventful spurt

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness (Lam 3:22-23)

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ABRAM’S AHA!


Incredible

Touch of heaven

Upon mortal’s lowest

And just like that impossibility expunged

Amid awe-filled cascade of curious opportunity

Infinitely painting universal horizons with grandeur

Many sons arising resoundingly in heralded golden wake

Spectacle of the nations dazzled within Abram’s landmark aha

Faith’s royal diadem sealed in eternal prominence timelessly designed

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EBENEZER


Thank-you

For the days

Eventful weeks

And months riveting

Sustained solely by grace

Looking back gratitude wells up

For the inexplicable mercies through it all

That have propelled the eventual touchdown

Studiously navigating the season in divine manoeuvre

©The Blazing Trail 2020

A NEVER ENDING LOVE!


Beneath tribulations of the season and uncertainties there in; Beyond the false starts and multiple unanswered whys; Above restrictive ceilings and overstretched limits; Within eventful motions unfolding in season protracted; May His matchless power gloriously carry you through and grant you favor and grace immeasurable, drawing  from His Love overflowing: A never ending Love!

Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favour rests (Luke 2:14 – NIV).

©The Blazing Trail 2020

THE 10 GRASSHOPPERS


Chords

Helter skelter

Ravaged camp

Reminiscent wild fire blaze

Reconnaissance shenanigans

In vicious faith quenching unleash

Shut lights out in eternal ominous raze

Majority’s vote in landmark hop off grace

Generational spectacle in sight’s red-flag hitherto

Promise luster blurred in dent irreversible

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EGYPT’S FINEST


Midwifing

Hope in crisis

Vicious onslaught

Definitively subdued

Life’s triumph over death edict

Shone through the live bloodline

Resiliently reverberating in generational lit

Light over darkness in virtuous heartbeat proclamation

Divine intervention magnificently executed in meticulous precision

Showcasing Egypt’s finest timelessly overflowing in kindred courageous resolve

© The Blazing Trail 2020

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