Backsliding

The flames may have died
Fierce passions, ran dry
Many churches, dwindling
Are now asking why?

Seeking Approval

So instead, of self-approval
Or seek approval, of others
Know, we’re created for God
For His approval, not another.

Are You a Fool?

The fool says in his heart
There is no God
Who declares them corrupt
Abominable… none does good?

Take Responsibility for Our Failures

Learn from Adam, our wrongs
We must own, and not hide
Nor blame others, but confess
And repent…. in Christ abide.

Your Goal

Your life you can build
On His Word and His will
His pleasure and purpose
You are finally fulfilled.

Just Existing, or Purpose-Living?

To surrender and yield
As His possession, daily walking
Not existing, but fulfilling
God’s purposes and calling.

Foolish or Wise?

The fear of the LORD
Is the beginning of wisdom
But fools, despise God
His rule, and His kingdom.

Why Poetry?

Poems paint pictures
Of our canvas within
Touching the soul
Allowing light in.

A little OCD?

Set free, from compulsion
He restores our behavior
Our minds are renewed
What a wonderful Savior.

A Starter… or a Finisher?

So dear saint, learn God’s lesson
Jesus tells us abide
In His vine, lest we’re pruned
Cast away, for our faith died.