A cry for help

A cry for help

A Poem by disciple
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The preacher.

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I heard it whisper in three’s;

                 In time like this, don’t worry, son, don’t.

                 The burden would not last forever,

                 Your cup would be full to brim again, even more than ever

                 It’s fate, keep your faith! The science of the spoken word,

                 take heart, don’t worry, son don’t

 

Then, in time like this, when the winner becomes the loser,

when the victor becomes the victim, where the innocent,

is  the guilty, and  the  potent  turns the impotent.

Say to yourself,’ all is well’ never withdraw from trying, just move closer…

 

The road to hell is usually paved with good intentions…

It is by discipline, self motivation, caution and patience,

Call it extreme patience escorted by guided conscience.

It is a tiny path, to progress, better strip yourself from naked emotions.

 

Kind Sir.

But what of time like this, where the preacher is the sinner, where the adviser need be advised,

and the same solution is the sole cause of the mitigated problem?

Where do we turn, who do we blame or hold firm?

Shall we flee for our lives, or what method should be devised?

© 2015 disciple


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sleepless volcano...wow!explosive and outstanding review there!!!!Yes no condemnation.....for while we were* yet sinner,he died for us.....you see,it is so appealing and usually easy to be a preacher,and not be the receiver........now,everybody said that anybody could do the good,but nobody did.!!!!cheers

Posted 9 Years Ago


Captivating read........one can comprehend the lost falling for they know no better......but what about when those in the light get lost in darkness? Your question suggest the need for blame to be appropriated.......even, possibly, condemnation, for surely, those who can see, should not fall, and deserves a higher punishment than all........right? Well, without attempting to justify any sinner, the standard of "no condemnation" applies to all, disregarding whether I stole a bread, or burnt down the whole wheat harvest, if forgiveness is sought, together with true repentance, then "no condemnation" surely applies. I believe in the life of many believers it is not really their actual sins keeping them "stuck" on earth, but rather a cleverly divised scheme by their enemy to convince them they they are, indeed, condemned. (Which is not true, of course)

Posted 9 Years Ago



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