The Grand Finale

The Grand Finale

So this is it, this is how it ends…

Suddenly clear, my life on Earth was ceasing to exist.

My body frozen from shock,

From massive blood loss.

“Ah there you are!” A commanding voice echoed in my mind

Where is that coming from?

“Do not be afraid.”

Overwhelming peace, like the sound of piano keys softly being played

“Be still my child, I’m coming.”

Frozen partially in fear and awe

As He draws near, I felt my heart pause

I finally get to meet Him, I get to meet God...

Have I been faithful?

Am I still held like the World, forever in His hands?

Suddenly replaying my whole life of iniquities

“Have my consolations not cheered you?” He questioned

Rendered speechless, because I was fretting only in my thoughts,

For a moment I was fraught, but

The thirst I once had became forever quenched

He knew what I was thinking, as if He heard my thoughts aloud

He just stood there great in power, and I was afraid He wasn’t proud,

I’ve heard His eyes hold the power of oceans,

The God of justice, with impeccable grace, and one sculpted in perfection

His hands known to embrace and rebuke all the same

Why would I be granted into heaven? I am a sinner, not a saint?

Too caught up in myself to realize the lives I’ve affected unknowingly

Unaware I have been touching hearts through my poetry

I know He will ask for my account, and no excuse is worthy, no not one

Let judgment be cast, I accept all charges, even oblivion

But Jesus, friend of sinners, opened His arms,

As far as the East is from the West

I grew brave enough and life as I knew it crumbled

I couldn’t move, I couldn’t do anything

Except to drop to my knees and acknowledge Him, the King of kings

“Come now my child, do you really think I have forgotten you?”

Trembling I hid my face,

As I am not worthy of His grace...

“You’re faith has been beautiful to behold, watch your story unfold”

He whispered as if right in my ear, yet He still seemed afar,

The voice of the Almighty reverberating within my bones,

Yet, there He was caressing the hair on my head

“Lift your chin, no more tears shall be shed,

Let me show you, the good you have done,

What you have failed to see,

I want to show you how you’ve witnessed the gospel to my people”

The clouds crowded together, creating a silver screen

And it was like I was watching the movie of me

“Your story, as you believe is similar to Job, steadfast in your faith,

You seeked after me whole-heartedly

When you were just over a year old, I watched over you in surgery,

Guiding the hands of the gloved man who reversed the infection from your brain

You lost the mastoid in your ear,

Yet, you always listened when I was lulling you to sleep with parables in your dreams

Nor have you’ve fallen into the pit of fear,

Your ears have been tuned to my spiritual frequency, allowing you to hear me

When you were just a toddler, gazing up to the heavens before anyone introduced me

I was the first one to see the light beaming from your eyes,

Protecting your heart as you nuzzled in my arm, my child, safe and sound

The child who, on that day, caused doctors and nurses to scratch their heads,

Some even threw their arms up and prayed,

To them, you were the miracle that evaded inevitable death,

Defying the odds, and taking that next breath

Although you spent many years fighting the repercussions, you cried and cried

You couldn’t come home yet, I had bigger plans for you and I

Let’s skip ahead, to when you were twelve,

Shaken you began to excogitate, as you’re shrouded in darkness

I was calling for you, but you were deaf to me

Battling the demons on your shelf, as they spit venom in your mind

The plot was too easy...an “accidental” slip…

But you knew deep down, you were never going to go through with it

I was there with you, when you were brokenhearted

You couldn’t hear my voice, so I came to you in songs

In retrospect, you finally heard my plea

Do you recall how you overcame it?

I do, poetry

As you have been forgiven, you forgave thy neighbor

Who drove you to the depths of darkness, to Lucifer’s deepest lair

Where you pondered on who would be affected, if you called the sin an accident,

A shaky breath contemplating the Black Sacrament

You call yourself a coward for not following through,

And I called you saved, because finally you knew

I left the ninety nine, and built armies to find and defend you,

Lying in your bed that night,

Pondering about what would be next, and struggling beneath the shadow of torment

Lucifer and fiends disgust me, with their predatory tendencies

Thankfully for you, Wednesday’s at church brought you back to my glory

The Holy Spirit brewed within you, it began the preface to your courageous story...

Let’s spring forward a couple more years,

Ah, here you are,

My children were mesmerized by you

Of course, you don’t see it like I do, but

Let’s just say, you raised a few eyebrows,

You didn’t need to care about the number of friends,

So long as you hit your knees, and bowed your head

Ever faithful, there you were in my house

Challenging the social norms of those I called lukewarm

But your faith ignited a Holy fire

To some they were terrified and called it a wildfire of lies

Another year later, you loved the idea of love,

But you set boundaries protecting your sensuality

Ah, I placed people to be a light

To show you the way, the truth, the life,

Because although you acknowledged me, you never fully accepted me

There on the mountain top, you worshiped from your knees,

And in a flicker, I was there, don’t you remember the romance we shared?

As I danced with you, my bride

Not just the story of a man who came and died

But the story of how I, God… gifted the Spirit in you to reside

Like a lioness in the Savannah,

Queen of herself, yet a bride to thee

You knew your worth, because it’s been written… behind you there is Me.

Forever tested, yet there you were faithful through it all

All gave some, but some gave all,

You my child have always stood tall,

You know who stands behind you, you encouraged and empowered

Look at your co-workers, they see something different in your aura

Whatever you have, if unleashed would make them cower...

They see you, a lamb amongst snakes,

And here you lie, blood spilling from your neck,

you knew your final fate...

You my faithful martyr, who understands wisdom

Because to some, to live is life, and with death one ceases to exist

But you understand the verse branded on your wrist,

That to live is Christ, and to die is gain.

But only I can place you in this way,

Because to be willing to die for me,

Is to deny the World,

And if you don’t understand yet,

I couldn’t have asked for anything more..

Shout it from the rooftops, it is well with my soul!

So, here we are

Me your God, and you my bride,

May our vows to one another, be tied tonight

I am the reason of your very being

Welcome home, come inside

I have a gift for you, one you’ve dreamed of many times

Close your eyes, my bride…. It’s time for you to fly.”

My spirit connected me to God as if conjoined by our heart,

The wounds of my death, healed and erased,

My throat was slit

But in the presence of God I sang before Him

The bullet wounds in my belly,

Represented the Holy Trinity, persecuted for my faith

The World hated me, because they hated God

Persevered in obedience, washed by the blood

An imperfected believer, transformed with her wings

Because God knows the trauma, my helmet endured,

It was nothing to envy

Exhaling the final breath of my flesh, and inhaling the first breath of LIFE

Trembling no more, I rose from my knees

I fought a good fight

Embracing my God, the God who always loved me.

On earth, a service orchestrated

Family and friends gather and mourn,

News of my death viral on the media’s horn

The curtain of my life closed, the greatest finale ever told

I take my bow, and exit stage right

Soaring on the wings like an eagle,

I flew up to my God, I flew to everlasting life.