The Earth Quakes, it Trembles Like a Drunkard

 

“who shakes the earth from its place until its pillars tremble” (Job 9:6). 

The earth Staggers like a drunkard.

Our hearts ache like an abscessed tooth

Long sighing for the youth

Breathing becomes noticeable.

As if we have been unaware until now

That we have Breath from Above

The Ruach in our lungs

But like a woman pregnant in grief

We retch and heave

And wait for the due date

Birth Pains

A dull back aches

And then the jolt

Have we looked away

Enjoyed the parade

Of the noisy world

Have we become silent

An orchestra without sound

a symphony of silent sorrow

May our prayers resonate

from a hidden place

in

our

souls

Crying,

Mercy

“O God, You have spurned us. You have broken out against us.
You have been angry. Turn back to us!  You made earth shake; You split it open. Heal its fractures—for it shudders.” (Psalm 60:2-3).

Is it a time to speak?

As our eyes leak

And the earth moves like a drunkard, staggering

It rocks on its axis from the weight of the darkness

It heats up from the climate change

of murderous lust and rage

This sound is no longer hidden in darkness

The darkness is revealed to those who see

The darkened world needs light

A breath of His Spirit for the broken souls longing for rest

Are we turning the other way

Stepping across the street

Unwilling to bind up the wounds

And rub in the balm

Of those so Abused

Trapped in the night

 

 

 

No strength left to fight

Are we commanding the darkness to Go?

Delivering those wrapped in shrouds of death

Demonized at the tombs

Cutting themselves

Yes, some darkness is stubborn, and it will refuse to open the blinds

One sliver of light scorches the eyes

With proud outstretched necks it struts in the streets

The sound of it is putrid

The sight of it is loud

 But the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overpowered it.

The world swirls in motions like a kaleidoscope of colors,

scenes,

refugees,

bombs that scream,

As babies cry and the elderly expire

And men with titles speak softly, assuredly, and boastfully into microphones wearing suites and kilts

And more blood drips.

and more money to print

exchanging hands

in foreign lands

more colors slide into the scope

As the trees bow their heads

some with gnarled up branches

Others dead

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The earth Quakes

Men break

As round and round, we spin

A Jostling of men

Creation groans

In anguish

And we watch the trauma from our handheld devices

Devices that tweet an Instagram of sparkles to numb our brains

or a TikTok to entertain

And methuselah raises his head

And Noah nails another board into his coffin bed

“For we know that the whole creation groans and labors with birth pangs together until now. Not only that, but we also who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body” (Romans 8:22-23).

And the ravens gather

And the prophets gird up their loins

Before the lightning strikes

From one corner to the other

And we in unison hear the thunder.

 

Hold your babies close tonight

Gaze at the heavens and count the lights

Open a bottle of new wine from new skins

We must take hands and light our lamps

Before the heavens roll up like a scroll

And angelic men race throughout the city gates

Marking foreheads in haste

Of those who sigh and groan over all the horrors

And the fig trees drop their figs

When the Wind shakes men

When the sun draped herself in black

And the sign of the Son of Man appears

“who speaks to the sun so it does not rise, and seals up the stars;
He alone spreads out the heavens, and treads on the waves of the sea;” (Job 9:7-8).

And every knee bows its head

in heaven and on the earth

and under the earth,

and every tongue professes

Yeshua the Messiah, He is Lord.

 

In the beginning was the Word. The Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. All things were made through Him, and apart from Him nothing was made that has come into being.  In Him was life, and the life was the light of men.  The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overpowered it.

There came a man sent from God, whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify about the light, so that through him everyone might believe. He was not the light, but he came to bear witness concerning the light.  The true light, coming into the world, gives light to every man.

He was in the world, and the world was made through Him; but the world did not know Him. He came to His own, but His own did not receive Him. But whoever did receive Him, those trusting in His name, to these He gave the right to become children of God. They were born not of a bloodline, nor of human desire, nor of man’s will, but of God.  And the Word became flesh and tabernacled among us. We looked upon His glory, the glory of the one and only from the Father, full of grace and truth.

I John 1:1-14, TLV

 

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