The Shift

Sounds like thunder under my feet 

a rattling, a shifting

a full circle complete.

A changing of guards.

A switching of positions.

New people, new places,

new doors, new transitions.

And 

a waking from slumber

sleepy eyes now opening.

"Where have I been?" they'll say.

"How much have I been missing?"

Yes, and

new people being born into the Kingdom

who will pick up the torch

and carry on without tradition.

They are cut from different cloth

who will clothe every nation.

They are bread with Kingdom yeast

not the poisonous kind from weak religion.

And

there must be a stepping down.

There must be those who 'turn in for the night.'

There are those we'll say goodbye to

because it's time for them, the time is right.

So there will be day that starts for some.

But for others, night.

And

just watch as things change, 

like seasons, calendars and clocks.

They never remain the same.

Things must move forward as they always do.

But this time, it's a big push from the old into the new.

Things will be so different on the other side of this shift.

It will be beautiful and filled with light!

So remember this, remember this 

as you walk through the valley and the night.