Searching for an Artifact, perhaps like Noahs Arc,
Some folks may sometimes make up facts, to keep others in the dark.
Artifact to Eternal Fact
By Arley Steinhour 010612
An Artifact of you, Lord, is a very cherished thing,
It can make a Christian feel sublime,
But, for the asking, we are placed beneath your wing
Where we can Worship, Praise, Sing, and Dine.
Why would we need an earthly piece,
When, with Repentance in our heart,
Through your Grace, and loving fleece
We can have totality of you?
Christians search the wide world over,
To find artifacts, that you have touched,
Especially, like linen, nails, and wood,
Relating to your sacrifice, and Cross.
I guess, I am a very lucky soul,
Never with a Need to stand in line,
To fill my heart, with Love, as Chaliced bowl,
My daily wake-up, with you, works just fine.
Awakening in prayerful conversation,
Seeking guidance and Devine protection,
Heart is filled with Spirit fed sensation,
Psalm Twenty Three covers every direction.
Through my day, you control each part,
as I've surrendered all control of choices made,
In all the things that needs to fill my heart,
My mortal life with you, I'll never trade.
This Prep-School, we like to call Mortality,
With its Wisdom generating ups and downs,
Gives us some of the tools we need, for Eternity,
We'll appreciate all our blessings, and our Crowns.
You won't let us go and twist arms of the unsaved,
We must only speak the truth, in loving way,
When they turn away from Satan they are 'Unslaved,'
And with us, in Salvation, celebrate Eternal Day.