LIFE ONLY BY THE HOLY SPIRIT
Shelter,
refuge from the selfish day
The heat,
the cold of this world,
Greedy
America, arrogant and idolatrous
Gone the
way of all worldly empires
But dust
and ash blown about by heavenly winds.
The
Spirit of Messiah has lifted us up
Seated in
eternal sabbath rest at his side
We have
been discipled, lost sheep taught to keep in step
Led by
the Living Word flowing from within
Death to
self, life through the Cross the triumph
Cup of
Spirit truth always at our lips
Prayerful
revelation, daily bread of His Word
Zeal and
spiritual fervor the flame that now burns,
Separation from the world
Set apart
from all those who love it
Two-edged
sword flashes Heaven's brilliance
Cut of
God's Spirit
Fine and
sharp and pure
Hidden
path through this mystery world revealed
Earth
rises up as well in celebration for freedom;
True life
only in the Spirit moment by moment
Day by
day strung out as precious stones
Jewels
pulse with new light from a new source
At home
within
At rest
with Him,
Our eyes
see out of darkness with purest light.
Gary
Bertnick
MY PEACE GENERATION
I cry at
times for my generation
Tears for
so many lost
So many
lost forever
Like
those familiar songs sung at great gatherings
Voices
and music of artists go out
Crowds
are stirred
Hearts
and emotions thrill,
Then it
is gone
Nothing
left but a fading memory
And the
soul yearns for more of what truly lasts,
Elusive
desires, always dance on the shores of reality
As peace
stands calmly waiting with his arms open wide;
Hunger
and thirst rises up, cries out in need,
A pure
face of need to be clearly revealed
Purpose
wound rightly about eternal truth
More than
man can offer
More than
any earthly treasures
Or
science fiction fantasies,
Abstract
spiritual imaginations of stubborn seekers
Rebellious affairs of the spirit driven by lustful human effort,
Lying
dark spirits at the core,
The
"Father of lies" pretending divine authority,
Wild
tigers and lions, predators on the constant prowl
Savage
hunt for human flesh relentless.
I've
prayed often for my generation
Good
seeds planted, timely seeds watered
Yet, hope
for the many in harvest makes the heart grow sick
But
longing come true for the chosen few "is a tree of life".
Gary Bertnick
silvercordspirit.com
Revelation
Divine
truth before your eyes
Eternal
peace now stands right before you
The dark
mystery of human nature now exposed
The light
of life burns through
All that
once stood tall in pride consumed,
Solidly
on the earth, in the selfish world
Pride of
life, of this world
Possessions, abilities, strengths
Treasured
thoughts of the mind, its imaginations
Self
exultation of the will of man
Ego of
woman a present celebration.
When
death takes over
Wraps
about all that you are
Or
thought you would be
Numbing
the will, controlling thoughts,
A metal
throne from a base, common place dominates and suffocates,
Stubborn
rebellion a mantra,
Belief in
bizzare spirituality
Abstract
and vulgar science fiction of the soul.
A small
cloud rises off in the distance
In a
drought plagued land
A
hardened sky, a hardened desert place,
Ancient
Elijah looks and understands;
New
hunger and thirst revealed to another
A cloud
like a hand penetrates the Universe
An
enlightened perception of new reality
And true
hunger is birthed
True
thirst is drawn out finely
The
finger of our Sovereign God touches one more with favor
And the
heart begins to truly understand
And
believes in Him, cleaves to Him
Parched
lips begin to speak from that heart
A small
stream wells up
Then a
fountain of life flows out,
Flows as
beautiful sounds come out-
"Jesus,
Messiah, Yeshua my Lord!
As a new
creation of God is birthed into an eternity of grace.
Gary
Bertnick
Our God
Holy
Spirit revelation of God our Creator
From the
lover of our soul,
Lover of
our spirit being He made
Who
delights in us beyond understanding
Freely
seen in the purest expression of His love
Messiah
radiant in the pearl of honor,
The
heavenly kingdom treasure of faithfulness to his Father
Glory
reflection brighter than the sun in obedience
Words of
love always spoken
Gentle
heavenly wind, truth in life, the way of humility laid bare.
Most
tender, kind touch upon the little children
Upon the
lepers, the poor, the blind the same
Healing
love beyond human grasp
Poured
out as a crystal river of peace
Roaring
waterfalls,
Rapids
that thunder
A flood
that has left nothing untouched!
The
weight of sinful eternity on his head
Destiny
of the Universe crushing down
Arms that
stretched out the heavens, galaxies flung out by the billions,
And laid
the foundations of the earth,
Redeemer
stretched out on the cross in surrender.
We who
are called
Predestined through infinite foreknowledge
No other
gate, no other door
No other
way to feed the inner hunger
Or
satisfy the heart thirst
No other
trusted word for purpose to cleave to
For
meaning in life to wrap about
No other
Rock in the midst of earth's sifting sand;
Fickle,
bitter world, full of tears,
This
present earth vowed to be made new!
Neither
Satan nor his endless slaves
Not
abuse, persecution or even martyrdom
Nor
emotional pull of anyone or anything
Not the
growing harsh North American police state
Financial
tyrants or politicians on high,
Nothing
can move our eyes or thoughts
Fixed on
the Holy One of Israel, our Redeemer and King.
As Miriam
bowed in open reverence
We are of
him, through him, in him
Our only
choice now settled before the kingdom throne ablaze
At rest
in eternity
Faces set
like flint in any stress storm,
Through
every desert death trial
This
world and its kind can offer.
Gary
Bertnick
THE LOST SHEEP
I wandered
in my foolish youth
In a slow
downward spiral; youth so easily decieved.
Now, as a
truth warrior I search,
With new
zeal a firghter for the lost sheep
Prayers of
a righteous man powerful
My prayers
powerful
Forty years
and more
Walking the
narrow road, a disciple breathes holy fire,
All worldly
treasures spent long ago in nothingness.
The
fruitless world and its many knots,
soulish
circumstances looped over and over again within confusion
Lies as
dried up springs, dead wells bitter, acrid
Dreams and
well meant desires come to a sudden end.
Along my
own unique path one day a young sheep seen
Wounded
within, curled in dry brush on a steep hillside
Hardened
countenance, tears long ago run dry,
Outward
beauty wasting away; all joy and gladness seemingly drained,
A snare
about the mind and heart.
Before my
eyes caught first sight
My heart
was gripped, a spirit sense took hold
The pain of
compassiom clenched
My spirit
sharpened, mind hushed and inner ears heightened,
Then,
around the next curve I saw
And fresh
zeal rose up in Spirit strength.
Another one
trapped in this life, lost
Unable to
see, blinded from true light
Left to
struggle through this impossible life alone
Stranger at
a distance, another stranger up close
Family
member in rebellion
An old
friend locked in stubborness.
A cry goes
out to the God of heaven
Sometimes a
word spoken, a hand touches or a quiet prayer
And a
golden arrow flies from the blazing Throne,
As love
compels a heart is pierced, a life somehow penetrated.
Good will
triumph
In this
lost sheep too, I know good will triumph.
Gary
Bertnick
AMERICAN CHURCH
-Gary Bertnick
In a troubling dream was seen-
Corporate churches, money makers
Built on shrewd business models
Images that rise high above
Government, nonprofit snare tight about the lofty neck
Truth often a woven story for convenience, for crafty entertainment,
Emotional comfort as abundant food
Social embrace as sweet drinks;
The sheep stagger with loads of needs into the newest, shiniest sanctuary,
The sheep stagger out, burdens the same.
Then the Catholic Pope kisses a Koran...
Yet, the walk of faith remains an illusive walk of divine truth,
A hidden treasure in a hidden field
Sought by the Queen of Sheba
Found in Solomon's enlightened wisdom
A walk of power, peace and strength
Place of separation, place of spirit rest;
With all the world in turmoil
Relentless waves crash on shorelines near and far
As a shelter, a shadow of comfort, secure place of lasting rest
Church meant to radiate such light
Fellowship of divine truth with songs of purest communion
Sparkling heavenly jewels that dance within heart and soul
Beautiful reflections from above in these eyes
All sing together as children in covenant freedom before their Father
Playful innocence in joyful expressions
Lifted from constraints of body, of the world into the clouds.
Now, a fruitless search from door to door
So many in hunger. so many in thirst
Dying for a house of true worship
Where the Holy God is present
Healing power, joyful celebration of His love.
Yet, need is met with marketing skills
With sales talents spun into conditioning
Where simple psychology grips and control is won
And hearts are not touched;
Shifting sand all about
A rock foundation so difficult to find
Houses topple in the constant storms
To the right, to the left
Desperate souls cry out-
"Is the door already shut!"
And this dream goes on
Thoughts and fantasies, imagined hope,
And the dream goes on
A sea of lies rises slowly
In an attempt to drown His creation
While the Lord stands and quietly waits,
Reaches for one and then always another.
Oct. 2012
BEAST
Seducer of mankind
Deceiver of woman
Destroyer of the only Truth believers-
"Made purified, spotless and clean"
Followers of the King Messiah Yeshuah,
The wise who shine brightly.
Dark prince, deceiver of the nations
Through banks, media, corporations, think tanks, institutes, religions,
schools
And the vulnerable human mind
Controller of all corrupted military
All tentacles of intelligence operations with their secret programs
A wash of spiritual darkness upon even the strongest minds
Flood of lies, thick and heavy syrup upon the weaker
Entices cultures and societies of government dependence,
Control and final betrayal!
A rehearsed system from old emerges, small numbers become a vast body
Influence grows, earthly power grips across seemingly calm oceans.
From nation to nation a disarming force
From "Mystery Babylon" America the modern springboard,
Ten regions of the earth wait in complete submission
A feudal and electronic digital stranglehold, sovereignty a forgotten word
Strong arms of the newest, greatest worldly "Beast"
"Little Horn" soon to go the way of all others in swift divine judgment,
More empowered, more brutal, super computer enhanced
Nano chips and demons like slippery frogs indwell.
As always a figurehead, self-anointed leader through secret intrigues
False peace in open blasphemy against heaven
Smooth mouthpiece of the cold and harsh machinery
Well-oiled iron teeth that grind
Powerful feet of clay and iron that crush
Ruthless, lawless hold on all mankind,
Money a tool, a weapon to enslave,
The heavy rod of fear sweeps the globe;
Israel the final prize
Jerusalem the final battle
Her leaders seduced, bullied and blackmailed, and worse
Trampled along the path to the Third Temple
Jerusalem always the ultimate goal.
Suddenly, betrayal, an idol in the Holy Temple
Shameless man above God, mocking in a Temple wing displayed,
More than Nebuchadnezzar at his worst,
Lucifer embodied as lord over the earth and mankind
Flood of filth and putrid lies that swallow whole, spews forth;
Then the dark plan is spent, left an acrid vacuum
The icy, stone grip unravels
The image of man usurping God dissolves
Rotting shell of a leader filled with Satan empties into nothingness,
Along with the chief ecumenical religious fraud
Both thrown as trash into the lake of fire, second death the ripe fruit of
justice,
Their massive armies laid waste, "NATO PLUS" blown as fine dust
Scattered along with the Dragon in a final unforgiving desert wind.
In majesty the Messiah strides as King triumphant down the Mount of Olives
A radiant trail of celebration,
Through the streets of His Jerusalem
A more massive throng of purest worship,
On to the threshold of His Temple
Eternal radiant jewel of His splendor,
Defiled and cleansed once more from fallen man
Sunburst of new light in Heaven's glory,
With eternal zeal and Spirit fervor
The revelation of our Father's joy.
-Gary Bertnick
JERUSALEM- THE FINAL BATTLE
Who can measure the tears shed for her,
Even Messiah's tears,
Who but God alone has measured, weighed on His scale
Her heartache and pain,
Caught up in a moment wrapped in eternity
Throne of justice seated
The Ancient of Days, Lord of Creation
Judgment as a clear river of fire
Pure flow of righteousness before His Throne.
The constant desire for an object of mercy
Clothed, anointed with fragrant oils of favor
Judah often as the tree planted by streams of crystal clean water
Most favored in the barren desert of mankind
Barren moonscape of pride and arrogance
Where foolish self rules
Selfishness played as any common puppet
By the "dark master" of control,
Seemingly no limit to evil powers manipulated;
A colored leaf falls from a very old grape vine with deep roots,
Messiah Yeshuah looked and wept
A city, his city
A destiny, his sovereignty
Tears for Lazarus and those who watched, the same
All mankind in the balance.
The stream nearby grows more narrow
Arid ground closes in,
A body grows older, even my own
Weary, slowly worn out and weakened by this earth, this world
Conflict and discord, an orgy of deceit
Vanity complete as King Solomon wrote.
But then Jerusalem rises again
Above the utter waste, expanse of mankind
Human trails of casualties far off into every horizon,
Jerusalem rises more beautiful, more wonderful
More perfect in foreknowledge
More complete in God's Holy Plan.
Satan and his proxies always seek to divide and destroy
Enemies within, enemies without
Palestinian Arabs cruely used as willing pawns
Blatant lies long drawn out,
Crude America "Mystery Babylon" arrogant in egocentric pride
Like England her mother and other siblings
Europe entrenched in legacies of fraudulent "divine right",
Russia, India and China blinded by ancient sins, corrupted heredity...
Yet, Jerusalem already stands revealed to those with hearts and eyes
Spirit ears that hear
Most precious jewel of God's creation descending
Through the bright clouds of heaven
To her place of eternal joyful rest
Sovereign peace on the chosen new earth
Place where God and humans are to dwell in Shalom,
Male and female, and God Himself as one.
We stand at last before our King
We stand in true freedom in the arms of His love
Peace before our eyes, His unspeakable beauty, His majesty reflected in
all, by all
His New Jerusalem, city of our divine destiny.
Gary Bertnick
silvercordspirit.com
SILENT IN LOVE
Quiet peace before the majesty of our God
Most radiant King in his beauty beyond mere words
Revealed to the inner eyes of men and women;
All in silence before the only Throne
Even angels breathless in complete reverence
Hush of bowed worship,
The holiness of God flows within
The One who shares a portion in new hearts and minds
Even in us, through us
Ancient mysteries woven into timeless, purest impressions
In like thoughts of the mind of our Messiah;
We tremble with love and the desire to love more and more,
Unspoken wonders of our Creator
Our spirits reach out in joy
Mouths begin a new song of eternity,
Of peace and love, beauty and power
Things innocent children never imagined,
On earth salvation always before us
A Savior stood patiently waiting;
Eyes see His face,
Eyes look into those eyes.
Gary Bertnick
silvercordspirit.com
HE WAITS
As one disciplined, Spirit led
Who has learned true patience, Shepherd led
Fruit grown from trial to common trial
Tested and refined as precious metals,
He listened to his God and learned
The treasured value of life, all life
Rooted, hidden within a new, tender heart
A mind renewed, spirit made fresh in heaven's rebirth
New life, the world, the earth
Heaven above, the stars spread all about as ancient signs portrayed
A spoken pageantry of creation from beginning to end;
The Voice from the Third Heaven calls his name, and he hears,
A Father for His son
A Lord for His beloved servant.
Another child of heaven walks this earth
One of the chosen, one of so many
Called from every nation and tongue,
Yes, one who has learned to wait
With power and authority at his fingertips
A life now compelled by holy love
Kept strong by divine peace, wisdom at rest within.
*From "heavensees" blog - WordPress.com Gary Bertnick
THEY RUN TO HIM
Hearts are broken, minds and souls crushed,
Then, He stands in love before them all
Waits with patient arms held out
The One who loves more,
Little children closest to His heart
All birthed onto this earth, His earth
More precious, more desired than riches, His children;
He yearns for the little ones
Delight greater than any grandparent, even Abraham,
Delight beyond human knowledge.
The children run to Him
Strong arms open very wide
Tears and loud cries, squeals of joy
Tender warmth that wraps about,
They run to Him
Always into the arms of love
They run to Him, screams of laughter, eyes flash
Holiness that burns, a jealous river before Him,
Gentle love that fills the Universe and beyond
Love that carries a child with heavenly wings
And lifts far above this place, polluted world
To His home,
To their new home at last.
HAND IN HAND
Children walk through a great field
Expanse of wildflowers in explosive bloom
Yellows and blues and reds
Even orange and purple and scarlet,
Trees here and there budded out, sway in the gentle wind,
Two adult children in their own garden
For a moment, for eternity
Love carried in this peaceful breeze
Scent of eternal beauty rises tenderly
Comfort together, encouragement together
The thrill, the challenge, the adventures ahead;
Goodness along with daily troubles promised
Growth and endurance, hope throughout, character matured;
A narrow path of prayer is laid out,
Paths drawn certainly from above
Footsteps intermingled, sovereignly ordered
One righteous path together established.
In one, his hand stronger,more decisive
In one, her hand softer, more agile, more sensitive
One body out of two miraculously joined delightfully
One desire to always love first
To honor the "Author of Life" first
Bread and wine purest food and drink,
Sustains the will, their heavenly food.
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TRUE HEART
For the children who love you
Even more love given
From Heaven's bountiful storehouse
The place of unending love
Where treasures and riches and jewels all sing praise
Beautiful melodies of worship adorn
More exquisite temple beauty thrives
More intense, more vibrant Kingdom love grows;
Angels gather about the Throne of delight
Without number, yet each well known
The heart of the most Royal King freely given
Shown more, expressed as radiated light
The power, the precious stones of this love
Gem stones carried as High Priest close to his heart,
His joy, His pleasure in all His own.
The God who is love, desires even more
Yearns for each one to fully know
Cares for all the billions of others,
Those not yet born.
The heart that once flowed with red
Body cuts dripping red from head to feet
The obedience, the suffering, the mystery,
Broken for all, burst for each one
Water mixed with bitter distress
Baptism for one, the same for all.
Father for His Son, Son for His Father
God for His world, His most intimate creation,
Purest love poured out from eternity
Rain from Heaven
Gift of living water fallen upon dry Earth
Streams into rivers
Rivers into oceans
All teem with new life;
Ocean currents of this love shown on the Cross,
As complete desire for His own
Finished work of yearning for His unique loved ones.
The measureless Universe expands constantly
As the true heart of love grows even more.
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BREAD AND WINE
Life where there was none
Earth and sky and sea
An abundance of creatures everywhere
Seen and unseen
Visible and invisible
To the bottom of the deepest ocean
Above the highest mountain,
The coldest place, the hottest
The driest place, the wettest.
Humans like ants multiplied
Yet, who among them in the natural
What part of human nature in itself
Hungers and thirsts for the living God?
Who truly seeks the God of our creation,
From superstitious fears to intellectual abstractions
From masquerading fallen angels as Aliens
To legalistic law-bound religious control,
Traditions of men designed to bind up the soul
Bad fruit from a bad tree;
But who honestly seeks after the true God of freedom?
The Cross was lifted once for all mankind
Redeemer, Word made flesh who paid the price
That all might see,
Water and blood and Spirit.
On the third day as written, as spoken
The Spirit of God raised Him to life
Truth over law, truth over human effort
What no man or priest can ever divine,
Spirit of Messiah alone gives life.
The Anointed One has spoken
Eternal living water of His Word
Covenant life for life,
Bread of Heaven freely given to all foreknown
From Jerusalem's Holy of Holies to the hearts of men and women
Children of destiny
Children of rebirth into His new Creation.
Now, bread and wine lifted up in remembrance, in worship
Remains humbly bread and wine;
Then, the Holy Spirit moves upon a soul
"Word Made Flesh" as a seed deeply planted within a human spirit grows,
Water of the Word, Spirit of holy power,
Far beyond the touch of human hands
Even those clothed with royal robes.
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