Born Again
I made my home on the soft sands of the riverbed,
It seemed so right but I wasn’t thinking ahead.
Of the dangers that waited I could not see,
Who would have thought a little rain would be the downfall of me?
The first few days were truly wonderful, really quite grand,
Till the flood came one night then I realized quickly the old saying of never set your
foundation in sand.
Take it to bedrock no matter the cost,
For without a strong foundation all will someday be lost!
Never cut corners when your life you’re just starting to build,
And follow Gods word if you truly want to be filled.
For without His anointing you’re building on sand,
And you’ll truly never find life’s happiness till you take hold of His hand.
We are all His children and we should follow Him like sheep,
For He is the Sheppard and in His book our names He does keep.
Sometimes we all get to thinking we don’t need help in the things that we do,
And I had that thought myself till I realized He will help you over every hurdle if you’ll
only ask Him to!
Maybe this should be the moral of this story,
Without morals you’ll not receive His Glory.
He tells us to turn from our ways of sin,
Receive His cleansing blood be reborn, be Born Again!
Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2008
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