When Heaven Weeps
Monday, March 15, 2010
The world is flooded with influential songs and poetry packed with rousing lyrics and stimulating messages. But when God gives the inspiration, they can be used for a far greater purpose than a rushing vibe or brief emotion. Some of the greatest songs and poetry ever written were done under Divine inspiration to portray or assert the love of God. Through these God-given works, souls can be blessed and moved to draw nearer to the One who is so wonderfully described.
I've heard about people who got saved after hearing or reading a Message. I've heard of them being healed. But the blessing I received while listening to a Message was a blessing of a different kind. It had been raining constantly for about a week, and I was starting to feel a bit down because of the weather. So I thought I'd listen to a Message. I listened to the End Time Sign Seed where Brother Branham talks about the plants and how they survive the wintertime. He described the plants as "dying" in autumn time only to awaken again in spring when it rains, describing the rain as tears from Heaven. He likened us, the seed, to the plants waiting for Living Water so we can live eternally. After hearing this I was inspired, and wrote this:
When Heaven Weeps:
I want to see the Hand
that paints a rainbow on a butterfly's wings
and writes the music the birds sing
to awaken ever-sleeping man.
I want to see the Voice
that whispers words in my ear
so gentle and yet so clear
which in writing makes my heart rejoice.
I want to see the Arms
that cradle each unborn life,
mends the shattered heart of mother and wife,
and holds her 'till her cold heart warms.
When Heaven weeps
I see His heart yearning for each wandering child
straining to hear the Voice infinitely mild,
singing starry lullabies when they sleep.
I want to see the Feet
that make footprints in the sand
carrying me when I can no longer stand,
walking even though they bleed.
I want to see the Eyes
that my end have seen
before the thought of me has been
and knows where my future lies.
And while Heaven weeps
to shed tears of Life on nature sleeping
and awaken the Seed that it is keeping
He cried the tears of man,
spilled His life on the earth for me
that I with Him may spend eternity.
