Your Hour Your Decision
Would you save your own life if it was in your power?
How far would you go? To safe your life in the final hour?
Would you battle fight at all cost? Would you even go as far to kill?
Everyone values his or hers lives, an again all have a certain thought or will.
Some are stronger and smarter than others but; all are afraid of facing death.
Even the smallest, weakest fight and cling for that last breath.
Ever wonder no matter what or how, we all face this final day?
As we get older immortality is not a given, but yet there is a way.
Thinking in God’s realm about a New Kingdom one that has everlasting love.
A place where weapons are traded for plows, and feeding people is the gift from above.
Understanding this path, which is slim by the way, we are saddened by the events that are about to take place.
Things will soon come upon this earth, the spiritual war will end, a New Kingdom will rule, a new spiritual loving race.
God is God. Fear what is to happen fear the Father first.
We need His blessings and gift to survive; only God can give “Us” this to satisfy our Spiritual thirst.
Amazingly the best news to come from of all this is we puny carnal men will be able to see the Spiritual Father.
To be able to take our problems and speak to the Eternal. This we spiritually, lovingly, know is where our small flock will gather.
Copyright © Robert Ball | Year Posted 2012
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