Cheryl Birch

Thoughts, Meditations of the Heart, Poems

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The Only Way


Amazing sacrifice.
Laid down His life.
Shed all His blood.
Forgiveness flood.

Died for me;
Set me free.
Died for you.
Set you free too.

Without His blood
No healing flood
No hope in sin
Only dark din.

Arose from death.
Broke grave’s abyss.
Shattered Hell’s hold.
Gained glorious gold.

Ripped heaven’s veil.
Love never fails.
Father’s mercy abounds.
Grace simply astounds.

Ascended on a cloud.
Rejoicing, bold, loud.
At Father’s right side.
Ready to bless His Bride.

Poured out fervent fire
Holy Spirit power.
Transformed hearts and minds.
His JOY now resounds

I’m heaven-bound.
Glory is my gown.
How ’bout you?
Is He your Savior too?

Copyrighted 2013 Cheryl S Birch
All right reserverd


You have My Heart


My covenant with you is for all eternity.
You are Mine and I am yours.
My very life’s blood gives you all certainty
That you have My heart; it’s you I adore.

It’s deep, wide, broad and high unfailing love.
My promise to you is forever and ever.
You will always be My dearest one.
I will never leave you or forsake you; never.

Gloriously, generously, overwhelmingly, I love you.
My eyes are upon you. You are lovely, so fair.
You are blessed and drenched with My heavenly dew.
You are sheltered by My Presence. I intensley care.

Wrapped, covered, hidden inside My heart.
Tenderly I speak over you mercy and kindness.
No matter what, from you I will not part.
To you I give joy and peace in gentleness.

You have My heart. My love never fades.
You have My heart, forever and always.

Copyrighted 2012 Cheryl S Birch
All rights reserved

The Bride – an encouraging dream

Darkness, save for a bit of Light at the end of a long hall.
I wondered where I was, then crept along the wall.
Closer to the Light, I could see it came from under a door;
Heavy wooden door with an ancient latch of yore.

Standing there I wondered if I should enter in.
The Light got brighter suddenly. It called me out of the dim.
My hand reached out and felt the rough metal of the old old latch.
I held my breath and slowly opened it just a notch.

Peeking in, I beheld a most unusual sight.
In fact, at first, it gave me quite a fright.
Lying on a plain old wooden bench was A body like a mummy.
Nothing else was in the room except a window sunny.

Rays of Light bathed the one lying on the bench,
Wrapped head to toe in fine white linen arms folded in a clench.
Around the neck a scarlett ribbon adorned with a cross.
The sight was so unusual, I simply felt lost.

An arm moved before my eyes, the other also unfolded.
The door opened wide on its own. The room became Golden.
The body sat up, still wrapped and face covered.
Then legs swung ’round, it stood up, over me it hovered.

I looked up at the head and fixated on the cross.
It walked toward me. I was frozen. Totally at a loss.
Black out. Couldn’t grasp what I saw. Fighting panic, bit my lip.
Heard a voice: “The Bride of Christ awakened. She just stood up!”

Transported, I know not where, to a silvery white room.
There I watched many angels prepare the Bride for her Groom.
She sat upon a golden chair still wrapped as the dead.
Carefully the attendants removed the covering from her head.

A glorious face emerged. Eyes that glowed with love.
But, her hair was mess, so they sent for the Dove.
He attended with many angels to her tangled hair,
Carefully combing it out, finding every snare.

As they worked, the Bride began to smile.
Radiant glory beamed from her all the while.
Her head, neck and shoulders were fully revealed.
Many angels sang and around her they kneeled.

To my right, just behind, stood a Man I could not see.
He said, “I am preparing My leaders. I’m setting them FREE!”
Then He took my arm and guided me to another room.
It was gold brocade and tufted white, everything a’bloom.

A beautiful fragrance greeted us there;
Lovely fabrics and trimmings were scatter everywhere.
Dozens of artisans were making jewelry and veils.
Some seemed in a hurry, others moved like snails.

“Here is where the Bride’s vestments have been prepared since days of old.”
Said the Man whose voice bared my very soul.
I wept as I stood in this Holy place of honor.
It was hard to understand how I could even be in the corner.

Yet, He took me into the center of this room divine.
“Look around, my Love, there’s not much time.
The garments are nearly finished; the Bride has awakened.
It’s important that you ready yourself for ALL will be shaken.”

Love washed over me and there I got many new garments.
Attendants rushed toward me and gave me beauty treatments.
Before I left the wonders of that amazing place,
My Guide handed me gorgeous shoes of peace.

“Go tell them not to be anxious and always full of stress.
Go tell them through it all,” He said. “I will give them rest.
What is happening right now is the beautifying of My Bride.
Tell them not to fear, they are My joy and My pride.”

I awoke from this dream holding tight the shoes of peace.
And, I received faith that cannot be shaken or replaced.
No matter what you see or hear going on in our world
Hold on, dear ones, you are His Bride, your prayers have been heard!

Copyright 2012 Cheryl S Birch
All right reserved

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