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Trumpet Thunder Calls the HarvestPosted Thursday, April 14, 2011, at 12:55 PM
Like Thunder, Sound the Shofar, Alert the Congregation, Jesus is Soon coming back; Let the Wedding Feast begin. AMEN
By Arley Steinhour 041411
Lightening flashes, Thunder sounds, God is sounding off,
To wake us up, to where we are, lest anybody scoff.
Our place is in mortality, until He calls us home,
Doing nothing doesn't pay, no matter where we roam.
Through Faith, Belief in God on High, should fill our every day,
No matter where we are, or what we do, be it in a Christian way.
The clouds are heavy, with His tears, as if He wants to say,
"I truly wish you'd wake up, and follow life, My Way."
But, most men yawn, by reaching out, as they change the channel,
Ignoring all they hear above, until study by a proper Corporate panel.
The tears come down, we call it rain, we cannot tell the difference,
One makes plants grow, tears grow, between He and us, a Separation fence.
Peter couldn't stay awake, when Jesus was about to die,
Now He's coming back, ere soon, asleep, we make God cry.
We celebrate His heinous death, and First Fruit Resurrection,
That followed four, quite angry days, of Priestly, Rude Inspection.
Four, Sevens, after Resurrection, the Christian Church was Born,
Bride Purchase made, and paid in Blood, we're cleansed from Godly Scorn;
Two Thousand years, the Church has not changed, for sure,
Twas then, is now, our mortal need, His blood to keep us pure.
But, even with our Sin-filled problems, Jesus Loves us Totally,
And soon comes down, to take us Home, Of Sin, we then be Free.
There is a film, called Passion of Christ, everyone should see,
It hints at all the suffering, Jesus went through for you and me.
So, if you haven't done it yet, please turn your heart to Him,
Join the group called Family, Blood Pure, and Wed to Him.
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