Spinning Out of Control
Not the worldly sort of promises
By Rowan Finley Published 6 years ago • 1 min read

It is evident that this world is spinning,
out of c o n t r o l.
Changes, updates, panic, and pandemic.
How will everything pan out?
My soul burns with a holy fire to preach.
My soul burns with a holy fire to teach.
Desiring for all men, women, and children,
of all races to know the Way,
The Truth,
The Life.
I would be willing to give all I have away,
if it would mean that others would understand...
Understand the Gospel.
There is a Rock that is Sure.
There is a One who will Endure.
There is a Redeemer who Reigns.
There is a Lamb who Lives.
There is a Lion who Roars.
There is a One who is to Come.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.


Comments (1)
Such a powerful poem!