Accusing fingers scratched the pavement.
Who would it be tonight.
Where.
Unsuspecting would be best.
Sleeping.
Daring.
Yielding.
No one will know.
None will be able to capture what I embrace.
Prey...sounds tapping across the window pane.
Waiting.
Shadows aren't reality anyway.
But, then..the slimy fingers twist and contort.
Death.
It will reign.
Laughter.
Wicked, clattering chains
of scheming
lies.
But, NO.
Shhhh....
Listen.
Voices.
Multitudes,
Piercing the darkness, the shadows.
Shouts.
Thundering with authority.
Needed.
Necessary.
Bellowing through eternity.
NO.
NO.
NO.
The shadows shall not reign.
They shall not overtake.
NO.
AUTHORITY arrives
on angel wings
spanning the length of time
and beyond.
It shall be well again.
It shall.
AUTHORITY HAS SPOKEN.
IT IS LOVE.
IT IS ETERNAL.
LIGHT OVERCOMES DARKNESS.
VICTORIOUS
FOREVERMORE.
The Word of prayer rolls back the darkness
and sheds Wonderful Light.
Darkness has to depart at the sound of the Heavenly.
In the silence of grief, and suffering there is hope.
Christ has conquered death and the grave.
He forgives.
He comforts.
He reigns.
He is.
He will.
He is to come.
Selah.
