Now, Its to late (Home of the Damned)

Past the gates of time,

Lies an eternal domain.

Built eons ago

For the god of all shame.

Man was never intended 

To inhabit this land.

Until the spirit of rebellion,

Became embraced by man.

You'll find no mercy here,

In this kingdom of grief.

Just mans final reward,

for his lack of belief.

It's a place that smells,

Of great sickening and rot.

Where sins are the flame,

And the fire dieth not.

Forgiveness and mercy,

They aren't found here.

Just misery and grief,

with darkness and fear.

With your destiny now settled,

As you pass through the gate.

The sign on the wall reads,

NOW IT'S TO LATE.

To late to change,

To late to receive. 

To late for the Gift, 

For all that believed. 

There are no parties here,

For the morally corrupt. 

Rather, your sentence is now set,

And your appeals are up.



The Way

Did you know,

One day, we're going to see,

Sights the mind couldn't ever even dream?

Did you know,

One day we're going know peace,

Unfathomable to the human existence?

Did you know,

One day we're never going to be,

 tired again?

Did you know,

We're going to hear sounds,

Never heard on the earth?

Did you know,

Sickness and pain,

Can never visit us again?

Did  know,

We're going to see all,

That GOD has created?

Did you know,

We're going to be perfect,

At what GOD has created us for?

Did you know,

The sights and sounds,

Won't even compare,

To being in His presence?

Oh yeah, you knew,

Because you know Him.

But if you don't know Him,

You need too!

Because if you don't,

You can't go where we're going.

You see Jesus isn't just the answer,

He's The Way!

60 Seconds In Hell

If I could take you on a one minute,

Journey through hell.

Where the souls of those,

 Who rejected God...now dwell.

If I could show you what separation,

 From God really means!

And how that separation,

Is much worse than the punishment,

 that it deems!

If I could show you,

Why... the worm dies not.

You see every deed and opportunity!

It's never forgot!

If I could show you every moment,

God called out to you by name.

And how those moments,

Will haunt you in the flame!

If I could show you,

Why those there weep.

Not just because of their sin.

But they relive every moment,

God called...and they rejected Him!

Maybe then...you could appreciate,

The reason Jesus came!

To take our sins and,

Rescue us...from the flame!

If I could show you these things,

I would show you right away!

For you see not one of us,

Is promised yet...another day!

The Offer 🫴

Unto man has been given,

an offer, to choose.

Light or darkness,

we accept or refuse.

All are born,

into darkness at birth.

Regardless your geography,

regardless your worth.

The sin of one,

brought darkness to all.

Adam's poor choice,

had brought mans fall.

 Satan believed he had rotted,

 the very apple of God's eye.

For all of these fruits,

would now, surely die.

And though death had come,

to now claim the flesh.

Light was dispatched,

to renew us afresh.

An offer from One,

Who was an Offering for all.

The Light of the Son,

still offers, life eternal for all.

Choice is still ours,

on this globe of blue.

Jesus the Light,

and His offer stands true.

"Come unto me

and I will give you rest."

For all who chose light,

they've chosen The Best.

So will it be light,

or darkness for you?

The offer still stands!

Treasure in the Field

Is there a treasure,
hidden in open sight?
One with the ability,
to change a life, overnight?

Is there something more precious,
than silver and gold?
More rare than diamonds and emeralds,
with value untold?

A man came upon this treasure,
in another mans field.
Longing to possess it,
he laid down his will.

Selling all that he had,
to own this treasure.
He sought it's possession,
beyond any measure.

As he found and acquired,
with all that he had!
Many around him,
declared him as mad.

"Have you lost your mind,
there is nothing there.
All that you own,
is just thin air!"

But the faith of the owner,
never embraced any doubt.
As a matter of fact,
he offered this treasure,
to those round about.

At the death of the owner,
his treasure was great.
His rewards were many, 
because of his faith.

The world will tell you,
there is no treasure here.
But the bodies of doubt,
can neither see nor hear.

So what is this treasure,
of eternal proportions ?
His Name is Jesus!
And to those who believe,
 He is all of our fortunes.

Get Aboard

Get aboard, 

Is The Word from The Lord.

Waste no more time,

Get aboard!

The season, is now at hand.

The time is short,

For the time of man.

Get aboard.

Don't be left,

In a time of discord. 

Uncertaint of your own end,

Get aboard!

Deathbed confessions, 

No more can you afford. 

The time is coming, 

Get aboard!

Would you rather see,

Wrath by the Hand of The Lord?

The invitation is open,

Get aboard!

Only Seven believed Noah,

Had a Word from The Lord.

The rest only wished,

They had gotten aboard!

Get Aboard!

That Night......

That night,

Seemed like any other night.

The moon was out,

The stars were bright.

But as the world lay sleeping,

With no expectations!

The Savior of man.

Was born to the nations.

From the throne of heaven,

To a stable on earth.

God's master plan,

Had just been birthed.

For man walked in darkness,

Until that night.

But at the birth of the Savior,

Man received light.

Though the words of the prophets,

Had been spoken and heard.

In the flesh of a child,

Lay God's Holy Word.

That night,

As the angels did sing.

To the earth was given,

It's Savior and King.

Missing You

I thought I'd just write,

To let you know.

I've been missing you,

And I still love you so.

I know we don't visit,

or talk like we should.

But every time that I call,

You say the times not good.

Every time I make plans,

For just you and Me.

Something always comes up,

And you can't get free.

I grow jealous for time,

With you alone.

You see I still love you,

Even though you've been gone.

Call anytime,

You have my number.

For I never sleep,

 Nor do I slumber.

So from My throne in heaven,

I just wanted you to know.

I miss you,

And I still love you so.❤️



The Great White Throne

The angel of God,

Has already taken his stand.

One foot on the water,

One foot on the land.

Time is no more,

Is what he was saying.

Time has now ended,

For man...and all praying.

The clocks have now stopped,

From pole to pole.

For the day has arrived,

When you pay with your soul.

A line has formed,
From the beginning of time.
All will now answer for their deeds,
Of every kind.

For all who trusted,

 in a Godless quest. 

Who were their own gods,

And thought they knew best.

All who rejected,
Jesus as Lord.
Will be judged 
At the Great White Throne,
For their final reward.

All will identify,

Who was their King?

Jesus the Savior,

Or this world and it's things.

The wickedest of all,

Shall bow in accord.

And one by one acknowledge, 

Jesus, as Lord of all Lords.

All those who preferred 

Justice to Grace.

Will find,

The Justice of GOD, 

Is an expensive taste.

Forgiveness Still Lives

Forgiveness' origin,

comes high from above.

It comes from The One,

of mercy and love.

When Adam first sinned,

the devil thought he had won.

But God said forgiveness,

shall come through My Son.

So no matter,

the great size of your sin.

GOD says forgiveness,

is where it shall end.

If the forgiveness of GOD,

rules in your life.

There will be no time,

for bitterness and strife.

Forgiveness is something,

that always gives.

Though a heart be broken,

forgiveness still lives.

Just as Jesus forgave,

as man killed Him in strife.

Now....
 Let us do as He did,

and forgive in our life.

Do You Recognize the Season

Season's come and go,

No one ever thinks twice.

Always assuming, 

It's just the cycle, of our life.

But there is a season 

Of which, there will be only one.

You see the woman is pregnant, 

And is about to birth a son. Rev 12 

Oh yes, those birth pains,

Have already begun!

And just any day now,

The baby could come.

There is nothing left to impede

 the arrival of the son.

This pregnancy wasn't easy,

But the delivery is almost done.

At birth The Father will take care of this new born.

And return in a short while,

For His first love, who'd shown Him scorn.

There will be a happy ending

For all three in this story.

Just make sure you're a part,

Watching the ending from Glory.

Are you familiar with this season.

This cycle won't come again. 

It's a one time season,

That many call, The End!

Do you understand the riddle and the reason even so?

Time is short my friend

But the answer is below. 

⬇️

For God So Loved the World

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

17For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.

18Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God.

Snowflakes Keep Falling on My Head 🤣

 A little humor for a change!

Forgive me 😁

Rapture Poetry is just a,

Bunch of fanatics venting, right?

I mean ain't no one really coming,

Like a thief in the night?

And all this talk about,

The end of days.

Just more of those nuts,

Who can't embrace new ways.

We all know truth is relative,

And reality is what you choose.

There is no right or wrong,

Or consequences for what we,

Accept or refuse.

We're evolving daily,

to a more inclusive society.

And we don't need anyone,

who disagrees with us, 

ranting about piety.

They're trying to intimidate us with,

Talk of a tribulation.

Demons and marks,

And mass devastation.

Nuclear wars and droughts, 

with famines and,

Astriod strikes.

Water turning to blood,

And 50 kilo hail spikes.

No, no these rapture people,

are just nuts.

And I know,

cause my prophesier told me so.

Besides, I'm to sensitive,

to be told about a place called hell.

Just mentioning it makes me,

Queasy and pale.

If GOD did exist he'd definitely

want me there.

He'd want my opinion,

On justice and fair.

My Grace is Sufficient

 

Paul prayed, 

as he was buffeted about.

One of the greatest soldiers of the Cross,

Still cried out!

Lord take this from me,

Three times he prayed.

As the enemy attacked,

As the enemy raged.

"My Grace is Sufficient", 

Was the answer he received. 

And this still applies, 

To all that believe. 

Not every battle, 

Is pristine and clean.

Many times, just the opposite, 

Dirty and mean.

Does that change our mission, 

Does that change our charge.

When the moments seem lean, 

And the battles seem large.

Have we been forgotten,

And left to our own?

Will we stand on this hill,

And die alone?

Not so Christian Soldier, 

For His Grace is large.

Covering like a tent...

GOD IS IN CHARGE!

My Grace is Sufficient, 

Is cliche to some.

But to those who know Him.

It means, do not run!

I have you in My Hand,

Just like the first day we met.

Stand, and face the enemy, 

You will not regret. 

For the battles must rage,

From now till the end. 

And His Grace is sufficient, 

For all who trust Him.

For there is no suicide missions 

In GOD, only resurrection missions. 

Like a Thief in the Night!

There is a moment yet to come,

Promised long ago.

The stage of history awaits,

For that moment, even so.

The Angels stand ready,
With reaper's in hand.
To harvest this crop,
From all land's.

In the twinkling of an eye,

That moment will pass.

As the world...and the scoffers,

Will search for their laugh.

Where did they go?

Could they have really been right?

Where have they gone?

Like a thief in the night...

Many will offer answers,

But none will suffice.

The world will have changed,

Before... you can blink twice.

My Name Is CHANGE!

 

Time...knows my name,
just like his days of the year.
For when I arise,
Change does appear.

I come to those who travel,

and to all who remain still.

I come to those who are willing,

and those of stubborn will.

I come when the time is right,

and when there is no right time.

I come when you're at your peaks,

or even the beginning of the climb.

I've come when I was called,

and I've gone when I was sent.

I was the future to the past,

for all who came and went.

My position is like the ocean,

as my waves continue rolling in.

And just like the sea's,

there is no stopping them.

Unlike the things I touch,

which change day by day.

Only the heart of man may chose,

whom he serves along the way.

Psalm 55:19