From One Cell

We each start, as one cell
An amazing creation
Such complexity, codes
To insure multiplication.

Our Prodigal Kids

In faith, asking and seeking;
Keep knocking, with no bounds;
“My child was dead, is now alive;
Was lost, and is found.”

The Righteous Shall Live by Faith

Laying hold, His every promise
We are a child, of God divine
Trust Him wholly, amidst our suffering
He will deliver, His perfect time.

SUNSETS

The heavens declare, God’s glory
The firmament, shows His handiwork
Without speech, nor language
Yet sends a message, clearly heard.

God Restores

“To revive the spirit, of the humble
Revive the heart, of those contrite”
Our Master Potter, can reshape
We His clay, remold aright.

Designed by God or Man?

God has written in letters
Thro’ DNA, in code
Within every cell
His signature, bestowed.

The Foundation of Our Nation

For we face, moral collapse
Such cultural confusion
Great division, deception
Must return, to God’s solution.

A Shameful Olympic Opening

So, instead of Truth and Light
Are facing judgment, and perdition
Pray these scoffers, blind and lost
Repent and trust Jesus, His mission.