Bring Someone Back From The Dead

Poems Of Hope, Spirits, The Book Of The Dead

by Cliff Rhodes

 

Bring Someone Back From The Dead

03-23-2012

 

Working into therapy is our good friend Hope.

Loneliness is not a material solitary form of soul.

Spirit may not stay encarcerated in the flesh.

Lessons we learn in the world go with us to heaven.

 

Throw off that old form of self that thinks old thoughts.

Lost in oblivion is a prisoner's memory of cost.

The price, the cost, the retribution is now all gone.

Christ suffered for us, so that we are free from the cross.

 

The strong man is our savior, he who can cast into hell.

Well to take heed of our shepherd and his spiritual weapons.

We are safe to have our peace of mind, for he watches.

Worry not about the oppressors, thieves and robbers.

 

No one can take away our fortress and our wealth.

Spirit is impentrable, for our bodies are not in hell.

Material things do not consist of our prized possessions.

They are not of flesh and blood or of man and destructive weapons.

 

Our best days are yet ahead, and they last forever.

Tell someone about your savior and our everlasting heaven.

Our therapy is a tranforming life in eternal regeneration.

I was once dead, now I am alive, free from sin and now healthy.