Under Our Father's Sun

Under our Father's sun, the sorrows of our captive soul of sin serve us. The blood of the world's second son (of the first mortal father) cries out from the earth to our heavenly Father and henceforth the sorrow of our sins awaits us. Under our Father's sun, O' how excellent that the bread of God came down from heaven and giveth life unto the world. O' how mighty is the gift of a provision that we would have to spiritually feed upon. Under our Father's sun, Christ's blood ran deep and wide over the land of Calvary, and moans of loving souls pierced the heaven, pleading the blood of Christ. Under our Father's sun, were they pretentious prayers? Are we able to break free from the tendency of our wicked hearts? For we are served well by our sins, our carnal mind; an enmity to God. Under our Father's sun, on this earth iniquity and greed for power is a soldering iron into the conscious, subdued with open wounds of malice, divers lust, and hate. Under our Father's sun, we are not dead to the sins of our ancestors, we know our failings yet we passed the worm-infested fruits we sewed to our sons and daughters, and our sins will serve them well. Under our Father's sun, we learn nothing new for life constantly reminds us of the old. >The killing fields of Khmer Rouge, Holodomor, France, Germany, Rwanda, and America were soaked with the lifeblood of millions. >The Yellow River of China, The Somme River, and the Ncome ran red with the blood of the ingenious bold, and courageous ones. Under our Father's sun, our lands are seized by the false prophets and charismatic politicians and we are blind and unable to sift through the mendacity. The smog of irreligion hovers over the world. Absolution is an epidemic of contentment to the mind of those who are habitual perpetrators..... NO MAN OF SIN WILL BE ALLOWED IN HEAVEN COPYRIGHTED 2015 LABYRINTH OF LIFE