IN MY FATHER’S HOUSE ARE MANY MANSIONS
AND IN THE MANSIONS ARE MANY GREAT HALLS
AND WITHIN THE GREAT HALLS ARE MANY GREAT WALLS
AND UPON THESE GREAT WALLS ARE
THE TAPESTRIES’ OF TIME
Upon each tapestry are intricate stitches upon stitches,
DNA woven pictures that envelope time.
Threads of human frailty entwined with a human hope,
Empowered by God’s Glorious Riches
Strengthening our inner-man
Canvases of indescribable colors
Exploding beyond imagination, reason or rhyme
These are the foundations before the beginning of time;
Tapestries formed of familiar faces, places, circumstances; a descriptive of our lives;
Weaved portraits depicting our purpose
Reveal the epitome of God’s plan;
Our needle-pointed Genesis’ beginnings to the Revelations’ of our end.
Gone are the dark hues of austerity and bleakness
Alleviated and poised through the origin of Ephesians3
By the working of His omnipotent power,
God-Grace- Given- Love applied for you and me
We Are the woven colors of inheritance purple and the richness of red-deeming blood.
We Are saved by the Master’s needle-pricked fingers
That dripped upon the tapestry,
His Covered- Saving Love.
LOOK UPON YOUR TAPERSTRY BELOVED AND SING!!
Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir "My Help" Psalms 121
Your Sister Always with Love
Prophetess Sandra Dukes – anointedworks sd
“The word in me is the God that is in me”
“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth….”