He's Alive

The Father sent His son Down 42 generations To save me of all of The misery you placed On me. You conceived me at 42 And had nothing ready For me, no funds, No room, no voice, Or any choice, Other than the ones you made. I had my first choice at 29 And I chose that your problems Would no longer be mine And I would look to the big guy The Father to be my problem Solver. No matter what solutes, That are put into my mix. Jesus, not water, the universal solvent, At the cross already handled it. Thanks to both fathers for all You placed in my life. All of them kept me fighting Until the end Because with Him I’ll win And be in heaven with All of life’s champions. He’s alive and well Just like me. While you were doing What you wanted to do You took good care of me One day I hope to have My own family And not make the Same mistakes you Did because I Declare that Jesus Is alive in me.