I am a tiny seed
Inside of the body of Yeshua
And we are flying in space
I see a pink nebula
And a patch of yellow
And I know there is a colony there
And I consider it completely incredible
And wonderful
That I feel so completely
Safe and secure inside of Him
And that I can fly
In Him
To nebulae
Rich with color and possibility.
I decide to ask Him directly,
“Yeshua,” I say
“In all my experiences out there in the cosmos,
Was there ever anyone good?
I mean, did I ever have friends
I could count on?”
To this he laughs
It is a hearty, belly-full laugh
Of warmth and kindness and
Tender, rich love.
“Of course!”
He says.
“But how can I tell?”
I ask.
I really want to know.
He says directly,
“You will recognize ME within them
In their eyes
And in their very Being
You will recognize the Light
Of God.”
Within every species
There is always some that carry the Light.
Some are created in the image
But MANY carry the Light.
It is a torch
In the vast illuminations of space
And it is never extinguished
It is simply carried
From person to person
From hope to hope
From generation to generation
From civilization to civilization
The Light is never extinguished
The Light is the Light of God
The Light is what binds us
The light is what shines
The light is what glues us
Together in Love
All from the One God
The Creator
All are Family within the Light
From the Light
To the Light
The Light of God
Abba
Father
Pappa.
Ruak
A manifestation here on earth
Yeshua
The vehicle of Love
To take us home.
And I find it absolutely incredible
As we come in for a landing
That I can decide
To create with Him
Hope
And planets
And reconciliation
And infinite
Illuminated possibilities
Of places
Where the Light
Can shine through.
(C) Nikki Lyn Pugh, 2022
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