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Infinite Passes Into Heaven

I am really a liberal, “push comes to shove,” But I do have conservative friends that I love, It is fun to engage them in fervent debate Even more if wine’s flowing, lots more if it’s late! For the bar floor is littered with non sequiturs And our topics too suffer from endless detours. It’s a normal occurrence when men strut their stuff, That though little’s accomplished, still little’s enough, It’s not often that truth causes grown men to care, For most “run for the hills” if they’re called on to share, Sure I certainly tired of the “truth” as a lad, Seemed for better or worse, truth was mostly my dad! Yes I suffered a lot in my church as a youth, There’s not much that men say there that’s really the truth They are all so attached to what might save their souls You would think doing good is the noblest of goals, They forget that Christ’s death on the cross is a gift And that none of man’s efforts gives soul needed lift. So I tell all my friends though they can’t earn a pass There’s a “Paradise Won Card” for even an ass! There’s provision for “lost ones” whose acts are so bad Even Satan Himself thinks their fate is ironclad. But while devil may relish souls caught in His snare, It’s your faith in God’s Grace that will carry you there. It is not that you know but your feeling God’s truth, Here experience has no real worth over youth, Bible’s words matter less but that music shines thru, God’s harmonic intention, a major breakthrough. It is not that you love, just let faith be in love, For your faith can part clouds showing heaven above. Brian Johnston October 10, 2016

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Date: 10/17/2016 11:53:00 AM
"Not by works, but by every word . . . " A totally excellent write, Brian. Write on, because you are "Right On." An easy seven for me!
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