I kinda wrote this as a rant about THOSE people in the church. If you know, you know. THOSE people who always talk about everything outside of church being so "wOrLdLy", about how the angels leave you at the entrance of ungodly places...but those are the same people whose characters display the opposite of Godliness. If you don't know, then you're lucky, and if you do...they are who I wrote this for.
Education has been taught, for years, to be the key to life.
But how can we unlock eternity if we don't teach about Christ?
Teach about the way that he can help us in our strife.
Teach about the way that he has offered afterlife.
Teach the world about it with every breath you breathe,
Because I'm sure if youth knew this, they wouldn't want to leave.
You can blame us when trials come, and we end up all naïve.
Naïve about the fact the Devil comes just to deceive.
The church will empty if we don't swallow our pride.
The church is just a building if we enter, dead inside.
We can't just come to church and be like Jekyll and Hyde,
Come to church GOOD while you're dying inside.
But don't just use your words, use your actions too;
Because with every word you speak your actions have to prove.
Your actions must reflect the things that you have gone through.
Show the ones around you that you've gone through it too.
Because...
I don't want you to fake it, I just want you to be real.
Be real about the fact that.. all people feel.
That mistakes are OKAY, it's not a big deal.
The only real mistake... is not learning to heal.
If you really told your testimony, told me just your story,
If you did it, not for publishing, but did it for His glory,
If you didn't do it for the world, you did it for me only,
Then maybe, just maybe I might "swim" to God like Dory
Education is not a pit-stop it's not a vacation
When you think about it, don't forget God's incarnation
The fact he came to Earth just to offer us Salvation
The gift that marks Heaven as our final destination
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PoetryA lot of my poems will probably be triggering...but I guess that is kind of the point. What's the point of a poem if it doesn't trigger you. If I do, then I guess it has done its job to reach whoever needs to reach it. Everything here is completely...
