The earth groans and fidgets for closure.
Prophetic warnings, has there not been enough exposure?
The words of Jesus “It is finished!”
This phrase paves the way to the thought of many mansions that are furnished.
Hear the alarm of the horn.
Taste rebirth, yes, be spiritually reborn!
See the signs in the skies.
Leave behind the devil’s lies.
The Way is narrow.
But, be as an arrow,
that finds the bullseye of redemption.
No more hesitation.
If you died today,
where would you be tomorrow to stay?
Please know without a doubt,
drink the Living water of life from the scripture, as it flows as a powerful waterspout.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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I love the part of "leave behind the devil's lies." :)
“Groaning and fidgeting for closure.” I feel this line acutely. So much feel left undone for thousands of years
The Bible lays it all out 😇, but pride will keep many from being saved.
Great words in your poem! ❤️