Reading Revelation

I open Your mighty Word

and flip the pages with eagerness,

but then,

I stop…

there is one book left

that I have tried

time

and

time

again.

Confusion, doubt, and fear creep in,

but then,

I hear

a tender whisper:

“This is my Word, too,”

so I press on

into confusion, doubt, and fear

and read.

Oh what beauty!

I see You Lord!

You are in control,

and You desire,

and delight,

in my worship.

Your Word challenges me,

and reminds me,

worship is war.

Worship is war.

So who,

or what,

am I worshipping?

I cling to the throne

where flashes of lightning,

rumblings,

and peals of thunder

come from.

The One on this throne

is in control.

And, my God, that is You.

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