HOW I WOULD LIKE TO BE REMEMBERED
I recently beheld a vision
Of my last days here on earth
And thought to myself, how beautiful it will be
To stand next to my Omega - my End
And look back to my Alpha - my Beginning;
How He started a good work in me
And was faithful to see it to its end
Even as He begins an even greater work in me - Eternity with Him.
I considered, how beautiful it will be
To look upon my days
In the universe He made
How I, for a short while, groped in darkness
Unaware that my life was meticulously pre-determined by my Maker
All my days, written by His Divine Finger
My name engraved on His Palm
In the Ink of His Own Blood
The Lover of my soul - He knew me before I was.
How He, in His Lovingkindness
Drew me to His Most Wonderful Heart
And in His Most Secret Place
Weaved a beautiful home on the inside of me
His Dwelling Place with me
He became my everything, I owe Him my all
The Prince of Peace - He gave me an identity.
I will traverse, as I look back
On the nights He instructed me
The stark Image of His Face
Drenched in unapproachable Light, approaching me
Stripping off every layer of unworthiness
Laying aside every weight that so easily encompassed me
Showing me The Way
My Good Shepherd - He led me beside still waters.
I will look back even further
To Him, gazing so longingly at me
Lost sheep, trapped in a thicket
Him, strapped to a wooden cross stained red
Flowing from the Body that was poured out for me
The Word made flesh - He gave His Life for me.
I will look back and remember
How He found me
And reminded me that I was His own
His workmanship, His Body, His Bride
How I watched my own scars dissolve
Morphing into those on His Palms
My Kinsman Redeemer - He saved me.
I will look back and see
How He saturated me with His Essence
Taught me to bend a bow, made me a fortified pillar
Made me His planting, His oak of righteousness
His child, with a delightful inheritance
I believed Him, and from that day forward
I was found to always be about my Father’s Business
With feet firm enough to run the race before me
My Living Hope - He gave me purpose.
I will consider, through tearful lens of gratitude
How He aligned my desires with His Own
Transformed, the more I beheld Him as in a mirror
How constantly I longed to walk with divine precision
Doing the will of Him who loved me and gave His Life for me
And I in turn, loved not my own life even unto death
Walking in the steps written and ordered for me
The Ancient of Days - He prolonged His days through me.
And as I behold my own days
My Father will appear, to take me home
Surrounded by a cloud of beaming witnesses
The righteous made perfect
His Name on their foreheads
And as I look to Him, I will instantly recognise Him
He will be familiar, I have always known Him.
I have always known
The Face drenched in Light
The Right Hand that pulled me out of the mud
The Rock on which my feet were firmly planted
The Voice that was still, but potent
Sounding like a River, bright as crystal
Flowing from His Throne
And springing up in my own belly.
I have always known
The Presence that never left or forsook me
He always felt like a Tree of Life
Whose leaves yielded fruit on the inside of me
The Heart that loved me with an everlasting love
Steadfast, unrelenting, firm.
I have always known
The Wings that made me soar like an eagle
Inviting me to come up higher, higher, higher
Up until the last day, even as they carry me Home;
Back to The Place where I began.
