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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Remember The Revelation!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are times when my soul feels weak<br>As if a heartache permeates it, <br>Engulfs it and takes it over<br>And darkness that was not there, <br>Comes to visit me as if I were its new home...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sadness that accompanies it feels heavy, <br>Wearisome and tedious, for that is its nature, <br>But I do not welcome such darknesses or sadnesses, <br>I am like Saint Paul, shaking off their effects, <br>Cutting them down to size with the sword of the Spirit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was not born to be consumed by the negatives of this world, <br>To have them fastened to my flesh like leeches, <br>I was not meant to sail this world with barnacles, <br>I make the sailing boat clean so it glides through the seas.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the darknesses and the sadnesses visit me, <br>I test them to see if they speak truths or lies, <br>What mixture of each applies, for such deceptions are shared, <br>And is not the past forgiven me, and is not hope within me, <br>And is not light stronger than darkness? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I reflect upon my visitation, the time of revelation, <br>When sleeping one night, the dream began for me, <br>For there I was and made aware physically of my dream, <br>Standing, upon the slope of a hill, one leg higher than the other, <br>Balanced there, by my own decision, becoming more aware...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beyond my hill was another hill, yet upon it a silhouette, <br>That of a man hoisted high upon a cross, crucified, <br>And I will not deny what I saw before any man, <br>For it was Christ crucified, revealed to me at that time, <br>For there He was, squirming in agony upon that cross...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At first, I made out His form and the cross clearly seen, <br>Then I saw Him in agony, though distanced from me, <br>With no sounds of His screams made for my ears to hear, <br>But then something else happened that was unexpected, <br>Something I have never experienced happening before...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above the cross was a focus beam of light from Heaven, <br>Straight down upon that cross it fell, quite suddenly, <br>No prior warning given, but that this light was like flames, <br>I stood still, quite baffled and amazed, yet not scared at first, <br>Thinking this was merely a beam of light and nothing more...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But then the light hit the cross and was redirected at me, <br>I saw it cross the hill and the space between Him and me, <br>Then I was engulfed in the blood red fire light in seconds, <br>I felt a fire flood within me, warming me, quickening my soul, <br>But instead of judgment and death as I first expected, <br>All I felt was love...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A sudden realisation that it was because of Jesus I was spared, <br>Yet not just spared and left to fend for myself as if unloved, <br>No, everything had changed because of what Jesus did for me, <br>So I stood there, still balanced, one leg raised higher, <br>Yet now completely bathed in fire, light and love...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And while the dream stopped there, as if all was said and done, <br>Every now and then, God reminds me of the revelation, <br>That I am not alone, that I am fully known, fully loved, <br>That I am not a child of darkness but a child of light, <br>My life no longer devoid of hope as for those who are lost...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This memory is my shield of faith against the darknesses, <br>This memory is my helmet of salvation against the sadnesses, <br>This memory is my armour against all the fears and the doubts, <br>For my soul is eternal and preserved beyond both time and space, <br>No longer can I say I am not loved or that I stand alone...<br>Though I stood alone upon my hill, yet the Lord was with me...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We can hear the word of the Lord on <br>Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581 <br>as well as the WATCH NOW link on <br>the revelationtv-dot-com website...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a><div class=q>
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As if a heartache permeates it, 
Engulfs it and takes it over
And darkness that was not there, 
Comes to visit me as if I were its new home...

The sadness that accompanies it feels heavy, 
Wearisome and ted..."></div>
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