To Question God
On one early morning came a knock upon my door
I thought it was my daughter with grandkids I adore
But there stood my sister, grief as plain as day
She said her son had died in the war yesterday.
Now she wonders why God just sits above
He's supposed to be all powerful and so full of Love
He surely could prevent our death, disease, and war
Yet they happen still, and everyday brings more.
Then to top it off, He makes a Lake of Fire
That doesn’t sound like Love, it sounds like He’s a liar.
After many tears, I took her by the hand
And said, “There are some things you don’t understand.
When God created life and all the world we see,
It was perfect then, like we’d like it to be.
But Adam chose to sin, and ever since that day
Death awaited man, the debt of sin to pay.
God could have killed us all and started over again
Instead He made a way to save us from our sin.
Yes, God so full of power, who lives in Heaven on high
Loved the world so much, He sent His Son to die.
His Son hung on a cross, then in a tomb He lay
But death lost all it's sting when He rose the third day!
Since God is perfect there, in His Home above
Sin is not allowed, only Peace and Love.
So God created Hell for Satan and for sin
And on the Judgment day, He will throw them in.
When Jesus died that day, His Blood flowed to forgive
To wash man's sin away, so man with God can live.
And all we have to do is believe that it is true,
Repent of sin, so He, can cleanse us through and through.
Now the curse of sin remains, so all men surely die
Believers wake in Heaven, Eternal Home on High.
But those who don't believe, still carry all their sin
And God will have no choice, He can't let them in.
Sin will be destroyed, along with the Devil in Hell
Those that die in sin, will be sent there as well."
My sister listened close, tears still flowing free
Then she bowed her head, and there she prayed with me.
"Jesus I confess my sin, I know that it was wrong.
I know now that You cared for me, and Loved me all along.
I invite You in my heart, please, take control of me
Live Your life through me, so others plainly see."
I hugged my sister tight, and I just had to grin,
with greatest joy I told her that she'd see her son again.
Before he left for war, I'd had a chance to share
He's waiting now with Angels, to greet her over there.
Copyright © David Edgin | Year Posted 2009
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