The Atheist

Thanks be to God—come one, come all! When one's greatest belief is in one’s self, limits emerge on human relief, No joy. No sorrow. No hopeful feelings about this day, or morrow. A vacuum of useless disbelief. When 'science fixes all'—becomes the general rule, led by denial and utter doubt, “There exists no God,” exclaims a sea, of haughty self-sufficiency, empty robots knowing no assurance, as they shout. If there exists no God, look around—at all He keeps in harmony: Birds in the air, fish in the sea, trees breathing life giving possibility. And humans, living and loving fearlessly. The world demands a Savior strong, in balance to unruly throngs. Our faith fills gaps the Creator allows, to test free will and sacred vows, All while His love for Atheists lives on. Thanks be to God—come one, come all! 11/24/2018