Challenge of Faith

The picture burned upon my heart, He took my sin and then my part, Upon the cross they hung the man, My God, that was His total plan; Redemption. AMEN

By Arley Steinhour 072711

When our feet are closest to the ground,

When we know the wrong end is facing 'down;'

We know we're prayerfully inverted,

In Faith we must be heavy skirted,

Only then, from God, we receive a Crown.

When to others we witness with a lie,

When We know our soul is about to die;

Only Truth must any hearer hear,

Praising God with Love's Agape fear;

Only then can Faith take wing and fly

When at Church on Sunday, Strutting we be found,

When people weigh our faith-oration by the pound,

Then at Bema, what a blaze,

Twigs and paper be our praise,

'Works,' dust and ashes, then returns to ground.

Can we be Christian because we say we are?

Can we beam God's Love, both near and far?

If we selfishly do hold it in,

We've committed a Cardinal Sin;

Then punishment be meted out, with Iron Bar.

If you walk to Jesus down the Church House aisle,

Or turn to Him, arms raised with tear filled smile,

Salvation washes over you;

Never more a debt is due;

Holy Ghost moves into heart Eternal, plus a while.

AMEN