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King's Gate London. Releasing the Kingdom of God through the power of His love.
POETRY


Creating
2012

   In the beginning God created……
preparing, forming, shaping and fashioning,
with Eternal Love’s unfathomable longings,
the birth of “all that is”…. from “all that was not”.
He took that which had no form,
the empty waste of pure void,
and the Spirit of the Lord brooded,
moving over the face of the great deep,
    and God spoke…..
    
     And it came to be…..
In a shuddering, blinding explosion of All-Things-New,
shock-waves of inconceivable, cosmic, all-transforming Sound & Light
morphed the cold, lifeless, black nothingness
miraculously
    into brilliant, beautiful, blazing Universe-Creation…..
Life-breath, Heart-beat, Mankind amongst Galaxies, all born of Love!
Love-filled Life, bursting with heart-thrilling bliss
of Endless Beauty Discovery,
 
And God saw that it was good.
And God said, Let Us make mankind in Our image,
    after Our likeness….
 
 You and I, the Redeemed sons and daughters of the Living God
 with Open Door to Eden’s unspeakable joys,
are restored to the true image of the Creator of “all that is”,
radiant with the very likeness of Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
He unveils this glory-shining as we meet Him here, together, in Creation - His and ours.
As He creates, so we too may create,
And as we create, He creates with us, through us, and in us - for His Glory!
    And the Eternal Creating, born of Love, never ends….
I cannot comprehend from beginning to end
Sam Rogers 8/12/2013


I cannot comprehend from beginning to end
What strength has set eternity in our hearts.
God has made things beautiful in their time.

If I use all my powers to pretend
To understand where all creation starts
I cannot comprehend from beginning to end.

When night arrives, a darker air descends;
The skies display a burning mass of stars.
God has made things beautiful in their time.

If indeed you think that you can count them,
Look up at the heavens and count the stars—
I cannot comprehend from beginning to end.

Oak trees in the wind begin to bend;
A fragrance stirs our garden from afar.
God has made things beautiful in their time.

Against the pain that time beings to mend
A gentle whisper makes our fears depart.
For all the books and teaching life imparts
I cannot comprehend from beginning to end—
God has made things beautiful in their time.