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Sunday, April 16, 2017

God and Man: The Story

 MAN
                                         
 Breakers of rules
Scoffing the wise
Ungrateful fools
Makers of lies
Angry
Deceptive
And
Willfully blind
Helplessly
Hopelessly
Lost
Mankind

     
GOD
                         
The Infinite Being
Who numbered our days
Glorious Father
Most worthy of praise 

He knows every thought
That’s entered your mind
He’s unendingly wise
And
 Immeasurably kind 

The Lord of the Earth
Of whom Angels sing
Everlasting Word
And
Heavenly King

He gave speed to the fleet deer
Brute strength to the ox
Flight to the eagle
And
Cunning to the fox 

Blessed Creator 
Unblemished Lamb
Most Powerful
All-knowing 
The Holy
I AM


The Story

  The gulf between God and man 
was immeasurably wide;
It had been deepened by hate 
and lengthened by pride.
   That dark abyss- which men themselves had dug- forever denied   
their privilege to walk with God
and be at His side.
They could never bridge the gap
 no matter how hard they tried.

So man, whose life 
is like but a breath
and who’s sea of transgression 
had him inevitably doomed 
was justly condemned 
to an eternal death
and be by hell fire 
forever consumed. 

But God, whose eternal goodness 
is unendingly wide,
and whose forgiveness is far stronger 
than all of man’s pride,
loved the world so greatly 
that He gave up His only Son
to live perfectly the life of man 
and then to be the One
to pay the thing which men could not: 
their own sin’s costly price.
He gave up His life upon a cross 
as the ultimate sacrifice 

   The temple curtain was torn in two, 
and the day became like night.
The sun was lost in darkness, 
and nowhere was there light.
The earth was shaken violently, 
and mighty boulders broke.
Nearby the graves were opened,
and the dead within awoke.

In the cool of a sealed and guarded tomb 
His lifeless body lay.
All hope seemed lost, His friends despaired, 
then dawned that third and glorious day 
when Christ arose-no longer dead-
with majesty unveiled...
Death is dead and sin is crushed--
He fought both and prevailed!

He then ascended into heaven 
and sat down at God’s right hand.
 So all who live for worldly pleasures
 have built their lives on shifting sand.
For their pursuits are for a moment,
 and with their riches they will fade.
But all who follow Christ will live, 
for, with His love, they are remade.



3 comments:

  1. Hey, that's me! With the long hair. Oh yeah. And then I hacked it off.

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    1. I presume you're referring to the last picture and not the actual poem.

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  2. LOVE IT!! How do you do this Kayla? You have a amazing knack for poetry!

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