For unto us a child was born, and unto us The Son was given.
Through The Son I am reborn, and by His blood I am forgiven.
On a cross of shame and scorn, His life for all was freely given.
Many hearts indeed were torn, as the temple curtain was riven.
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Hey Bob, You know how there's no solid proof of the existence of heaven? I mean, there's no SCIENTIFIC proof (or even evidence) . So basically, you're betting that the bible is right, and you’re gambling on a big pay-off after you’re dead, right? It's like your life is a big casino. So I was thinking it would be appropriate to have a charity casino night over at your church. What do you think? We could put up streamers and decorations. You could be in charge of the refreshment committee, Bob. All the dealers could dress like Jesus and say cryptic things to the blackjack players like, oh I don’t know, just something cryptic.
Beautiful piece of poetry insightfully penned with spiritual insight. A lovely poem that acknowledges Jesus Christ as Lord. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.