Apostleship Arising

I see them
Coming through the grief
And the fear
And the reproach.
Students of a once-promising
Teller of hopeful tales
Host with miracle bread
Mender of broken hearts
But somehow too soft
For this place of push
Leverage and convenient lies.
But as promised
My Love is now inside
Father's Love the same
And winds of change
Haunt them with
Possibilities.
New creations I promised
And they lean forward
In expectation.
Not at all like
Their cowering after the Cross.
They will travel far
Speak to great and small
Find themselves possessed
Of words of Heavenly origin.
Radiating...yes radiating
My care and compassion
My calm and conviction
My Father's Kingdom at hand.
Quite over with customary
Fear of death or dearth.
Waiting happily
Upon Spirit's whisperings
As rescued Family develops
Around their remarkable huddle.
And the promised mansions
In my care...are waiting
All a-shimmer.