Out On A Limb
Out On A Limb
By Arley Steinhour 022518
I awoke late this morning,
With the Urge, to Go Fly,
But, remembered the warning,
Sleep, or Death, must apply.
Joy, lifted me up, from my bed,
Singing Praises to God, on High,
The GOD, that Created, as Read,
In the Bible, that taught me to Fly.
I’ll not address the Dreams of my Youth,
As I’ve addressed that, ‘Times,’ ago,’
But, address today, possibly, ‘Uncouth,’
Of the Dread that I see, ‘Here, Below.’
The ‘Stampede’ is On, of Peoples,
The Messianic-Christian is Doomed,
Departing, as if Christian’s have ‘Measles,’
Vacating, so that they not be ‘Consumed.’
Satan does chortle, at the ‘Wild Cattle,’
That choose to Stampede, from the Church,
Many believe I ‘Err,’ and ‘Only Speak Prattle,’
But, When We Fly, they’ll be ‘Left in the Lurch.’
I could use stronger words, in my ‘Attack,’
‘As, ‘Christians, are Loving,’ and beg you to ‘Come,'
‘Return to God’s Family, before you’re ‘Thrown Back,’
‘Cast, Out of His Net,’ unto ‘Tribulation, ‘NO SLACK!’
Now, you see GOD’s TRUTH, in the ‘TWO Lines,’ above,
Spoken, by the ‘Spirit,’ that our ‘Time is Short,’
Not spoken in ‘Anger,’ but in ‘Great, Christian LOVE,’
That, None, miss the Rapture, unto ‘Jesus’ Home-Port.’
AMEN
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