I wrote this poem when I was a teenager. The journey of experiencing Jesus’ promised peace began for me after I was filled with the Holy Spirit. I’ve discovered He brings about our inheritance in Christ. He makes Heaven become a reality on earth. I remember the night so clearly…I was in bed and it was like everything within me was still. I had just been divinely freed from a demon of anger. I never told anyone at the time but it was like when I searched for the old familiar feelings of rage that marked my life…they were gone. As I laid still on my bed…the quiet became a soft symphony of heavenly harmony balancing everything in me like grace-soaked currents. I never included this poem in my book Visions of Celestial Love because I thought it wasn’t profound. Finding it again a few days ago, I realize, I couldn’t have been more wrong. The world…the human heart cries for peace and often finds entertainment instead. Most people are great at numbing their need for peace through an array of physical activities. I’ve been there hundreds of times. Here is Inner Peace:
Freedom. It’s not freedom of the body but freedom of the mind that truly liberates. His mind fills my head with celestial thoughts that create an internal haven. I feel heaven has moved in. I feel the warmth of his heart against my chest. His affections roll over me like gentle water…washing me with grace, changing me with truth.
Once He’s inside, this inner peace, this godly love becomes yours and nothing can hurt you physically or mentally. No force, no man, no spirit, no element can harm you inside.
Inner peace, an unknown feeling that will forever be unrecognizable to those who do not experience it. Shimmering silvery oceans, cloud-covered temples above mountains, grassy emerald meadows, orchards, groves, clear blue skies and snow dappled plains cannot even begin to describe your uncontainable tranquility. Soft drums faded with a peaceful tune forever plays in your mind with God’s indescribable voice, soothing to the air and calming to the sea.
He stays inside.
Flutes, violins, windpipes, harps and fluid instruments do not compare with the music of his soul. Songs of pure light. Abundant life floats in the air like whimsical pollen. Stronger than a first love and more powerful than the sun’s internal core, more beautiful and mysterious than the solar winds, your peace extends to the ends of the universe and beyond.
Infinity and infancy are only the beginning.
Your path is destiny, your spirit is legend and only by God’s hands is this possible. It is not the works of man’s hands but by amazing grace. Jesus has broken the veil. This ripped veil, this torn curtain blows in the breeze of my heart’s imagination and it is the most beautiful sight. Sunlight streams behind the shredded royal fabric like gold brighter than fire. The sweet scents of heaven cascade through the torn pieces to meet me. Molded clouds of fog and thunder roll in the sky. These clouds are heavy with the life of God and soaked with His wisdom which cannot be contained by books or man but only through God’s voice, through His Word. Not with an infinite amount of years could man obtain this.
Freedom from this world, from this portal.
Congratulations, you are reborn. Your home is Heaven and God sets a table for your soul. 🌈
