Emulate His Description
Emulate His Description
By Arley Steinhour 111015
The Sun is somewhere, not seen, below,
With little chance it will shine, today,
The forecast is Rain, turning to Snow,
It seems, Summer, has gone away.
The forecast predicting, 'Gloomy Weather,'
With rain, snow, high wind and dust,
For the next few days, becomes my 'Tether,'
The reason to be, a 'Stay at home, Must.'
Weather, like this, oft makes me wonder,
'Why would anyone cling to this world?'
As if, this is 'all,' then put, six feet under,
Rejecting, 'Life' beyond grave, is a blunder.
There's only One God, Yahuah, His Name,
Who chose, a people, to carry His Fame,
To all mankind Teach, but, to their Shame,
Every step of the way, they'd not play the Game.
Emanuel, Jesus, couldn't get them to follow,
As, in their Idolatries, they'd rather wallow,
Then, 'bit-off' more than they could swallow,
God, called in the Gentile, Christianity to Hallow.
Two Thousand years, good and bad, held Sway,
To Celebrate Emanuel, Jesus, as 'God,' today,
If you haven't accepted, Redemption His Way,
Then live only mortality, as, Sin Price you'll Pay.
Jesus, died on the Cross, to redeem our Soul,
Repent of Sin ways, and Accept His Redemption,
Sins are all hung, on the Cross, Paying our Toll,
Justified, Clean, we can Emulate His Description.
AMEN
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