Heaven

Reflecting on the World to Come

Jamie Francis Heaven, Hell, Jesus Christ, Poetry
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Reflecting on a world………

With no bitterness, no hatred, no envy, no anger, no violence and no strife,
No racism, no lust or evil desires, all of it absent in this most blessed afterlife.
Where we perfectly love and honor one another, with perfect peace in our midst,
Where reckless suspicions and false assumptions cannot, and will not, ever exist.

A world where everyone will honor each other with perfect kindness and love,
A love undiluted, untainted, no deception or pretense; all sin completely disposed of.
A love propelled forth by the Holy Spirit, with all affection centered on Jesus Christ,
The God-man, who reigns forever; He has earned Heaven for us, by His infinite sacrifice.

A world we do not deserve because of our great sin, and the evils of our own heart,
But Jesus Christ has finished the race for us, a race that we could never even start.
So, dear Christian, reflect often on the heavenly world to come, every day you awaken,
The promise of eternal life is all through the Word of God, and He is never mistaken.

A world with no desire to hurt or punish, or to even see another person suffer in pain,
With no Satan to tempt us, with no evil from within or without, nothing at all profane.
Where the glory of God will dominate the scene, with praises forevermore shouting,
As our faith will then become sight; we will see His shining face, the end of all doubting.

A glorious world where the unbelieving will not be, where the unrepentant sinner has no place, for this is a glorious place, where only Christians will dwell.

But…..

There is another world, a place of God’s eternal wrath, a place of judgment for those who reject the gospel, an indescribably horrific place the Bible calls hell.

So, if you are reading this and wonder…..

How do I escape God’s wrath and enter this glorious world? This world of no pain or suffering, full of love, joy, and peace, the place where God dwells, this perfect place of righteousness you speak of, this glorious world where there is no sin or vice?!

My dear friend, you escape God’s wrath only one way……..

Repent and believe in Jesus Christ, the King of kings and the Lord of lords! The One who shed His blood on the cross for sinners, who died and was buried, and who rose again on the third day! Then, and only then, will you be forgiven, and be assured of paradise!!

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What God Brings from Suffering

Jamie Francis Heaven, Poetry, Tragedy and Suffering

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What God brings from suffering, a process far beyond what we can imagine,
It’s never the way we would desire, never our wish for such things to happen.
But God knows what He is doing, having great purpose in what He brings,
It may always be great mystery to us, how the King is glorified in all things.

We are not called to figure it out, as though we must know the how and why,
Better to open the Word, reading every glorious promise, even while you cry.
God is always with you, dear Christian, to give comfort when you are weary,
What a wonderful and precious promise, that your Father loves you so dearly.

He is able to comfort you in your pain, as He Himself has gone through great distress,
On the cross Jesus absorbed God’s wrath for sinners, so that we would be forever blessed.
But how can this be? That He, who is eternally blissful, would choose such bitter anguish,
So that we would not be judged, having our sins forgiven, the power of death vanquished.

And as if all that were not enough, the Lord is also doing a great work inside of us,
Using our pain to draw us closer to Him, sanctifying us, while increasing our feeble trust.
Suffering turns our hearts away from the things of this world, as God removes our remaining dross,
Which is the very reason our Master commands us to deny ourselves, while taking up our cross.

So when in the midst of inexpressible pain, and you feel like you can’t go on any longer,
Remember your Great High Priest who suffered, the One who is worthy of infinite honor.
He will never leave you nor forsake you, His Holy Spirit will be with you to the very end,
Then your pain will be no more, in Heaven you will be, with Christ an eternity to spend!
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This King’s Precious Love

Jamie Francis Heaven, Jesus Christ, Poetry

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The love of this King defies human understanding,
A love that can capture the most rebellious heart,
A precious love that is holy, unstained, and undefiled,
A perfect love to clean us up, and give us a new start.

Love that is beyond measure; how can we resist it?
None can compare, for His love is true and faithful,
A love found only in Jesus; none else can give this love,
It is far greater than the love Jacob had for dear Rachel.

Love not to be trifled with, love that must be treasured,
Jesus gave His body and spilled His blood, all for our sin,
Place your faith in this King; do not reject His infinite love,
A love that died for guilty sinners, who are defiled within.

What could make this King love so freely, and give so much?
Nothing about us, but because of Him. He is love- from eternity past,
His love has no beginning and has no end, it cannot be contained,
Christian, rejoice! This King loves you! Why are you so downcast?

And for those of you who don’t love this King, I urge you to repent,
For this King suffered unspeakably; He was slandered and harassed,
His love brought Him to a Roman cross, where He laid down His life,
Do not reject this King’s love, for you will see Him at the final trumpet blast!

For those of you who worship this King, His love for you will never end,
We will bask in His love forevermore, on the New Heaven and New Earth,
Forever gazing on the glorious face of Jesus, while in wonder of His love,
Praising Him with all the angels and saints, relishing His surpassing worth.

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What Kind of Amazing Love is This?

Jamie Francis Heaven, Jesus Christ, Poetry

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What kind of love is this? The love of Jesus, who died and rose again,
To take away all of our guilt, absorbing the wrath of Almighty God,
Once and for all He did this, to remove all of our shame and sin,
The Son of God was falsely accused, condemned by an angry mob.

What kind of love is this? That God would clothe Himself in flesh,
Humbling Himself to the point of death; nailed to a splintered cross,
He gives us what we don’t deserve; everyday His mercies are afresh,
And He daily makes us more like Himself, removing all of our dross.

What kind of love is this? That we would receive every spiritual blessing,
Justified, sanctified, and one day glorified; All ours! Every one of these!
Let’s meditate on all that He has given us, in fact we should be obsessing,
That God has redeemed us; because we are in Christ, the Father is pleased.

What kind of love is this? That our God would give us His Holy Scripture,
Along with the Spirit of truth, to dwell within us, guiding us in all our ways,
A perfect love that shows us Jesus Christ, painting such a beautiful picture,
Revealing to us our blessed Redeemer, the One who is worthy of infinite praise.

What kind of love is this? That our God would be preparing a place for us,
Giving us hope that one day we will be with Him, and His Word is certain,
A New Heaven and New Earth, with many beautiful dwellings to discuss,
And all because of His amazing love, displayed on the day He tore the curtain.

What kind of love is this? A love that is perfect, a love that will never die,
A self-giving, sacrificial love that gives and gives, a love that is forevermore,
An everlasting love that never leaves you, a love that never says goodbye,
This is the love of Jesus, the Only Begotten Son; what more could you ask for?!

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Where Have You Gone, My Sweet Stillborn?

Jamie Francis Heaven, Poetry, Stillborn Babies

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Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
Where have you gone? My heart is so torn.
Why did you leave? Why couldn’t you stay?
For just one more hour, or perhaps a whole day?

You were here only briefly, then you vanished,
You looked frail and bruised, ever so famished.
You could not cry; you had no tear-filled cheeks,
But I cried for you, my baby, for days and weeks.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
Once with such energy inside mommy’s tummy;
Why do you now look so completely worn?
Why did you leave? Why couldn’t you stay?
I bought you toys. Don’t you want to play?

There was no heartbeat; you had no signs of life,
Original sin causes all of this death, pain, and strife.
My miracle wish was to hear just one single breath,
That wish did not come true; I witnessed your death.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
What can I do? How can I bear this thorn?
I can’t take you home; they took you away,
Oh to see you again; any sum I would pay.

No place to hide from this painful emotion,
Still so intense, so vivid, like a tearful ocean.
I reach out to God, for He understands pain,
He works all things; your death wasn’t in vain.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
I tried to pray today, and all I did was mourn.
But there is yet sunshine, even after the rain,
Because what I see as loss is your greatest gain.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
I know where you are; a place no one will mourn.
No time on earth, direct to the presence of our Lord,
You’re now with Jesus Christ, a far better reward.

They laid you in the ground, yes, they put you in a box,
Your tiny body among the grass, the dirt, and the rocks.
But oh, my sweet stillborn, you won’t remain in the ground,
Your body will rise and join your soul; you will see His face;
the King forever crowned.

His glory will surround! Spellbound!

My sweet stillborn, you will be spellbound!

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Babies Dancing On Streets of Gold

Jamie Francis Heaven, Poetry, Stillborn Babies

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A glorious day is coming, when our babies will dance on the streets of gold,
They will hop, skip, and jump towards the throne of Jesus Christ our King,
We will hold our beauties in our arms, not an ounce of love will we withhold,
As we make up for lost time, we will hug them, & laugh and dance and sing.

As we gaze upon their beautiful faces, and kiss their little, bubbly cheeks,
We will shout to everyone in heaven that our babies are here to stay,
Our days together will last forever, not just days or months or weeks,
This is the New Heavens and New Earth, our baby’s favorite place to play.

A place with no more stillborn babies; our littles will dance like no one’s watching,
On earth we never saw this, no chance to see them display their wonderful graces,
We saw the horror of a life extinguished, nothing but death, bruises, and blotching,
Oh to see our precious littles dancing! And to one day see their tiny, beautiful faces!

They will rejoice in the presence of King Jesus, and upon His face they will be gazing,
And for all the mommies and daddies who believe in Jesus, this will also be our story,
We too will dance on streets of gold; all of our movements will be a glorious praising,
Yes, one day mommies, daddies, and babies will all rejoice, being amazed by His glory.

So remember, as you’re feeling overwhelmed at the loss of your precious, little baby,
And you can’t understand why this would ever happen, why this sad story would ever have to be told,
When you can barely speak or get out of bed, and your painful loss feels ever so weighty,
Know that your baby’s soul is with the Savior, and one day they will, with body and soul, dance on the streets of gold!

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The Place Where Hatred Will Be Gone Forever

Jamie Francis Heaven, Hell, Racism

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There is a place where hatred and racism cannot, and will not, exist. But in case you haven’t noticed, we aren’t in this place……..yet. What will be so different about this other place? How will we view people who are different than us? How will we interact with people of a different skin color? Or people who were from a different country? What will it feel like to be in such a place? Well, I can only imagine (cue the music) what it will feel like to be there? But……..don’t we already know something of what it will be like in this place? Yes, we know some things about it, for God has told us about this place. Here is just a snippet of some things we know.

In this place……………

No more will people hate one another.

No more will people be angry with one another.

None will slander or gossip about others.

There will be no murder.

Babies who were aborted will now be loved……perfectly.

People won’t shoot other people.

Only righteousness will dwell.

We will embrace others with joy and love.

We will see Jesus and adore Him, the One who is love.

We will be with Jesus, the One who teaches us to love others.

In this place…………

Racism will be a thing of the past.

The cross of Christ made sure of this.

Racism will be gone forever.

There will be no walls of separation.

There will be no more white supremacy.

There will be no more black supremacy.

There will only be Christ’s supremacy.

White people will love black people.

Black people will love white people.

White people will love other white people.

Black people will love other black people.

The reason is because we will all be one people.

Black, white, red, yellow…………one, all one.

In this place……………

Former democrats will love former republicans, and vice versa.

There will be no more politics, just one King.

One nation’s people will love another nation’s people.

In fact, there will only be one people.

All people will love all people perfectly.

We will be with Jesus, the One whose blood makes us all one.

Yes, by His blood, He has made us all one.

We will love as God loves us.

The Holy Spirit will perfectly rule all hearts.

ALL people and angels will supremely love the Christ!

In this place…………….

There will be no more protests.

There won’t even be anything to protest about.

There will be no one setting things on fire.

The only fire to be seen are the eyes of Jesus, eyes like blazing fire!

No one will be scared.

The world will be perfectly unified.

There will be perfect joy, love, and harmony.

No one will silence anyone else.

No one will want to silence anyone else.

We will love hearing others sing glorious praises to our God.

In fact, we will join them in song.

No protests, only fellowship…….glorious fellowship!

Only worship of God………glorious worship of God!

Our free speech will be used to praise the Name of Jesus!

In this place……………

There will be only one Kingdom, made up of all who love Jesus.

A Kingdom made up of all races and ethnicities, but yet still one.

There will be no elections, for Christ is forever King.

He will never need to be voted in.

Christ has no need of votes.

He has been appointed forever by God the Father.

No one else will ever lay claim to His throne.

We will be forever thankful that He is the only Ruler.

In this place………….

There will be no more ruthless and oppressive dictators.

There will be no more threats of nuclear war.

No more will one nation attempt to overthrow another nation.

No more terrorism.

Our perfect Lord and Father will rule over all.

He will rule with perfect wisdom and love, as He does now.

All earthly kings will give up their tiny little, futile kingdoms.

All earthly elected officials’ terms will have come to an end.

Only Jesus Christ will reign forever and ever.

All earthly kings will bow in adoration to this one true heavenly King.

This place, this glorious place, is the New Heavens and New Earth.

A place where God and righteousness dwell.

But, there is another place…………

As for those who die in their sin, for those who don’t repent, who don’t bow to the King in adoration,

All those who hate others because of their skin color and never repented,

All those who harbored hatred in their heart for others, those who murdered with their hearts, and those who murdered with their guns, and never turned to Jesus………….

These will all be in another place. A place where righteousness will never dwell. A place of weeping, pain, and eternal fire. A place where unrepentant racists (black or white), and unrepentant haters of any kind, will dwell forever.

This place is hell. Don’t end up in this place. Turn to Jesus and be saved!

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One Year Closer to the Return of Jesus: A Reason To Be Excited About 2017

Jamie Francis Evangelism, Heaven, Hell, Jesus Christ, Poetry

 

We can get excited about 2017, as it is one year closer to Christ’s glorious return,
One year closer to seeing His splendor, and a bit closer to the day when the old earth will burn.
One year closer to the time of our resurrection, and a bit closer to having no more sin,
As we wait in joyful hope, with no fear of what may come, Christ has guaranteed that we will ultimately win.

One year closer to the time the sky splits open, and a bit nearer to the archangel shout,
One year closer to a time of unending joy, when faith becomes sight, and the end of all doubt.
As we go before Him who saved us by His blood, and before His mighty throne on our knees we will bow,
We are one year closer to a time of unending fellowship, with all the saints of time past, those from then and of now.

One year closer to the day our journey is complete, and just a bit nearer to that enormous trumpet sound,
And as we approach the Lord Jesus, we will remember that once we were lost, and now we are found.
For those who come with empty hands, broken and poor in spirit, and in Jesus Christ have placed their trust,
They will have nothing to fear, but the ungodly will shrink back, and cry to the rocks and mountains, “Fall on us! Fall on us!”

 

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But please don’t be the one who rejects the Lord Jesus, for He has given you 2017 to be a time of change, a time of amazing grace,
For if you refuse this saving gospel and the Lord’s forgiving mercy, you will be one step closer to everlasting disgrace.
So now unbeliever, don’t wait, don’t delay any longer, for 2017 is just one year closer to the Day of God’s wrath,
And if you want to experience eternal joy with Christ, you must do what all the saints have done, and get on the right path.

Just one year closer, fellow Christians, keep holding on until the day you die or the day He makes all things new,
You will not regret your hours in the Word and in prayer, nor will you regret the time spent every Lord’s Day in the pew.
Because all that we suffer now, and in all our pain in the coming 2017, it’ll be what the Apostle Paul calls light and momentary affliction,
One Day we’ll realize the fight is all worth it, because Christ is worth it; He saved us and is now singing over us with joy; can you imagine any better description?!

One future day I’ll see my great God and Savior, riding on a white horse, shining like the sun in full strength,
And the most wonderful thought of all; I will see His glorious face not just for 365 days, but for eternity, a time of infinite length.
Oh Lord Jesus, I do not know the day nor the year of your return, you have kept that secret, but I do know this one thing,
That in 2017 it’ll be one year closer, a few more sands in the hourglass closer, a few more ticks closer to the day I’ll see my King!

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The Glorious Face of Jesus Christ

Jamie Francis Heaven, Jesus Christ, Poetry

 

To see the glorious face of Christ, with my eyes so full of awe and wonder,
To hear Him speak, with the sound of roaring waters and heavenly thunder.
To see Him who is co-equal with the Holy Spirit and God the Father,
To spend time dwelling on anything else, why would you even bother?

He is before all worlds, uncreated, fullness of deity, with no beginning and no end,
And yet, how often we dazzle ourselves with lesser things like the latest trend.
His radiance is indescribable, His love immeasurable, and infinite His worth,
Dear Christians, upon His beauty will we forever gaze on New Heavens and New Earth.

So let us not grow tired and weary, acting as though we are living in despair,
For we hope in His precious promises, of which nothing else can compare.
And when that final Day comes, either by death or by His sudden appearing,
To see His glorious face, a radiance needing no sun, and a sight forever endearing.

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