Friday, April 12, 2024

The Gospel in a Nutshell

For God so loved the world, that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish, but have eternal life.

What does that mean?

I'm not a theology professor or preacher, but I know that the Lord lives and that he was crucfied for my sins. How awful it must have been for him. Yet, he did it. He sacificed himself for ME. Yes, for ME, and for YOU, if you accept him as your Lord and Savior, he will be with you always.

How do I do what he wants? It is simple, I must tell everyone I meet. If they accept, great. If they don't, that is their choice. Why? Because they have free will. God gave it to us.

I love him so much that my life is nothing without him. I love him. I need him. I know him. I will always worship him. He has saved me more than once in this life. I know he will save me for the afterlife. I am HIS.

I want all my family, friends and even enemies to know him the way I know him. Will that happen? Maybe, maybe not, they have their choice to accept HIM in this world or not. I can't speak for them. They need to find HIM on their own. I pray for their souls in this world, and my hope is on HIM that reins in Heaven and Earth. He is my redeemer and my LORD. He can be yours too before it is too late.

Read revelations and ask GOD to give you the insight into his plan to save mankind. It is so close to having the choice in this life. If not, you will need to accept or deny him after we are all gone. He is the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through him.

Choose today, don't wait or it will be harder for you.

With all my love in Christ.

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Poem Template

A Whim to Write
On the art of starting again

I have a whim to write so write I will.
Can’t believe I am being this still.

I type and I type to no avail.
I can’t believe it, so I guess I will.

What says the key — can it really be
an a or a y? I really can’t say why.

I have a whim to write, so write I will.
When night time comes, I pick up my quill.

Some say I’m lazy and others say naught.
When I sit here and write, I’m not such a snot.

I love the sound of the keys that clank,
or the pen that strikes as I sit down to write.

Well here we go again, picking up where we left off —
not quite sure what to write, but at least it’s a start.

Good night my protagonist.
It was good to see you again.
I’ll finish your scene without you letting out a scream.

The days are long and the nights too short.
I’ll finish your story sometime in the morning.

With coffee brewed and in the mood,
I’ll pick up where we left off,
and again we will start.

— Written in 2015

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