Our God has loved us oh so so much
He sent his son to die.
His children live eternally...
I need to ask him why.
How I have claimed:
"This life is unfair!"
The ugliest part was his to bear, not mine!
My life he gave freely to me.
He'd done nothing wrong, but died for me
Anyway.
His calling, I could not ignore.
Salvation's not a game
A rotten core, did that fruit contain
(The one from which they ate)?
No, not so.
But oh what a price to be paid!
How could they know?
How God must have wept then!
(Knowing we'd be apart).
A perfect creation falls victim to sin??
But how?
There was one way out...
And easy, it was not.
It is written: "Many are called, but
Few will listen".
Or, few find the road.
The Lord waits...
Wanting so much to Christen all
Of us
With his love
All must grab the reins on their
Journey of chance...
But our lives are not merely circumstance!
Never.
We are not just amoebas, who suddenly were souls.
Perhaps some won't admit it...but all surely know.
Your IQ? College degree? Does it matter?
Head knowledge abounds, but do you believe?
You can't pull him down from the sky.
Nice try, but no cigar!
Will you let him meet you where you are?
CES (C) 1997.
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