Kneeling at the altar,
controlling the heart’s retching,
I sat, head bowed, eyes closed,
Saw two friends passing by,
hand in hand, playful.
My heart retched,
eyes clouded, and drops spilled,
Onto the floor,
for the idol to see,
I cried at my loneliness.
Put my head to the pedestal
and prayed, I talked,
Told God of my loneliness.
How I wish I had a dear friend
Who knew all my secrets.
Whose secrets I knew,
We could walk hand in hand,
On the same roads, trudged along daily,
So that I could not feel the pain,
Both physical and mental.
My muscles ached, My legs pained,
Reminded me of the pain,
Self-inflicted, every morning,
For which I get up early unfailingly,
The pain which masks the pain within.
Getting up, I met the next god,
“Torment the torment that torments me within”
I thought, dragging me, relaxing with the pain.
I gasped, I yelped, almost,
At the sight before me, in front of the idol.
There stood a peacock, in full glory,
Full plumed just a hand’s distance away,
A dance, plumes shimmered with sunlight.
Heart raced with joy, I thanked God,
For the small moment of happiness, Lonely Happiness.
In Cornwall visions and dreams and words of knowledge are common among the Cornish Christians. Many will testify of God’s speaking to them and showing them visions just like the early church experienced.
In my own family this was very prominent, my mother would tell me how she would hear angels singing praises to God as she walked in the fields, and my grandmother saw a vision of Jesus, walking down the corridor in hospital when she was very poorly. She soon began to recover after seeing Jesus.
When I was about twelve years of age, I experienced God in a very powerful way. I was coming home from school, it was about a mile walk to my farmhouse, and the clouds became very dark, then a hailstorm started to fall, stinging my face, lightening tore across the sky, it was like being on a battlefield.
I hid myself behind a garage wall for shelter, but then things became much worse. I saw in the sky a huge ball of fire with lightening coming out of it, and it was heading straight for me. I cried to God, “Oh God, Oh God, save me,” and then there was a huge explosion, as God blew it out of the sky before it could kill me.
I was very surprised to find that there was no hole in the ground, or any damage to the garage. I could hardly believe it, even though I had experienced it with my own eyes.
So, I asked the children who were on the bus with me, “did you see a ball of fire coming out of the sky last night when I got off the bus?” “Yes,” they replied, and also my mother saw the same ball of fire streaking across the sky.
How true is God’s Word when He says,
“Call upon me in the day of trouble and I will deliver you.”
LINK
EVANGELIST BILLY BOLITHO
http://www.evangelistbillybolitho.blogspot.com
By: cornishevangelist on July 3, 2008
at 1:46 pm
that ’s very intersting!
By: areeya on July 3, 2008
at 9:10 pm