Enjoy Heavenly Claim

“I am the (only) WAY, (only) TRUTH, and (ONLY) LIFE,”
On the Spiritual ‘Road-Map,’ the ‘Only Path, Out Of Strife;’
As, ‘Other Routes,’ are Satanic Scribbles, a Maze, Misleading,
Autobahns, Laced with Sin, to be, ‘Truly Reward Defeating!’
(Bumper to Bumper, Racing unto HELL)

Enjoy Heavenly Claim
By Arley Steinhour 041018

God, came to Earth, ‘Emmanuel,’
To provide, Escape from Satan’s Hell,
He came to us, as ‘Son of Man,’
That, we could Return into His Clan.

Deluding Satan, no Easy Endeavor,
The ‘Morning Star,’ is ‘Very Cleaver;’
Scene is Set, with, ‘John the Baptizer,’
Son of a Priest, Removing Sin, as ‘Godly Exciser.’

Six months after John’s Birth, (Son of ‘Priest’),
Mary, an ‘Unconsummated Bride, of the ‘Least,’
To a Carpenter/mason(?) (we truly don’t know),
Born, God as ‘her Son,’ who’d become ‘The Show.’

About, God’s childhood, there’s little we know,
Except, at age Twelve, He was ‘Stealing the Show,’
Three days, did they Search, Jerusalem’s Society,
Found Him at Temple, Teaching, in Priestly Propriety.

At about age Thirty, ‘Year that man Attains Leadership,’
God, now a Man, stepped forth, to ‘Build a Discipleship,’
He went to the Jordan, to be Baptized by His ‘Cousin,’
As John Proclaimed, the Man, who’d ‘Save the Chosen.’

Baptized by John, God departed, to be sure,
Satan hadn’t figured out, this ‘Man with Allure,’
Forty Days and Nights, without Water, or Food,
Passed Test of Temptations, Satan’s Focus Skewed.

Assembling Disciples, that be Twelve in Number,
Throughout, Eternity, all ‘Reborn,’ will Remember;
Healing and Feeding; Replacing limbs, and eyes,
Resurrecting from the Dead, To Satan’s Surprise.

Three and a half, years, God drew in the Crowd.
Hill and Dale, from a boat, He spoke True and Loud,
That, all that would hear, knew He was ‘Son of GOD,’
‘Come to Love and Redeem, but to, ‘Not Spare the Rod.’

Priestly Class, He Chastised, their ways Completely,
Especially their Piety, and Over-Lord, Mentality,
Not caring for the poor, nor any Spiritual Need,
Saw them as ‘Sin,’ not fit, to be God’s Seed.

Plotting to Kill, this Blasphemer, calling self, ‘Son of God,’
Desiring to wield, something More Deadly, than a Rod,
Their Fear of ‘Loss of Power, exceeded, Priestly Sanity,
‘Better (GOD/Man) Die, One, than all of their ‘Profanity.’

The Story goes on, unto the Price God must Pay,
‘Death on the Cross,’ to ‘Redeem man,’ His Way;
Three Days and Nights, He lay, Coldly Entombed,
But, Left Tomb Alive, ‘Before First-Fruits-Sun, Bloomed.’

The Story-Line, more Complicated, I have left aside,
Go, Read it Yourselves, as there’s ‘Nothing to Hide,’
Emmanuel/GOD/Jesus, ‘Yahushuah,’ by Mortal Name,
IS, the ONLY Way, we can Enjoy ‘Heavenly Claim.’

AMEN