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A farmer lives with fear in ways quite different from the rest,
It's not on markets, trends, or friends; it's God he puts to test,
It's not how much, how hard he works, his future's song is rain.
His planting time is crucial too, his calendar the stars, 
And planets' tilts make seasons change, two extras found on Mars
Because it's orbit's more ellipse (though this brings Mars no gain.)

Earth's seasons breed diversity, as changes serve the few
Whose mutant offspring find a niche that often helps them hew
'Advantage' in God's master plan, their parents never cursed.
But evolution's there to see (let Faith no question bind!)
And 'fittest,' not just 'meek' survive, God's blessing, not unkind,
But serves all those who love His Word, advantage too well-versed!

It's what we eat that makes us grow (and what we don't, to thrive,)
And seed's reserved for next year's crops if we would stay alive,
The ten percent we give to God, that much or more we save.
A wise man learns to share with God, and face reality,
Earth's life a perfect fit to change (God's pleasure) don't you see?
Those struggling to save themselves? They're toasting their own grave!

God blesses all but blesses best the ones who serve His ends,
Mere 'faith' can open heaven's gates! Does goodness make amends?
Who loves himself must love the earth, is virtue 'pride' or 'girth?'
A paradox each soul must face, all life embrace His change,
True faith advances present hour and does not live downrange.
And 'mystery of mysteries,' we're saved by virgin birth!


Brian Johnston
22nd of June, 2018

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