Your whole life

There once was a man Who lived a "good" life He worked through all trials Temptation and strife He lived very humbly Never wished to be rich Was good to his neighbours Nothing bad passed his lips He said, " God look at me! I am worthy of praise! I am without sin But not by your grace... For I am an atheist And I don't need Christ Humans provide All their own good advice." Then there was another Who, quote, "lived for God" But he looked upon sinners as though they were odd... He said, " God, I thank thee That I'm not like them For I walk uprightly No, I do not sin... And when I get to heaven The praise shall be loud! I'll walk right in And I'll be so proud!" Then there was a woman Who'd give her last dime That she could use drugs And drink her sweet wine But she cried, " Lord! Please have mercy on me! For I am so wretched! So unworthy of thee! I'm not all that clean And I shout at folks I drink and do drugs And God help me, I smoke! But, Lord, I am trying! I want so much to change! Please come into my heart And my life rearrange..." Then came the time When all of them died And the woman in heaven Saw the men with such pride In eternal torment They cried out, "Lord! We kept all your precepts And sin we abhorred! Why is that woman Up there with you? She so unfaithful And she so untrue! But Jesus said sadly, "Yes, you were "good". You had that advantage Yet misunderstood. I did not want works. That's not what I bid. *You gave not your **hearts, But this woman DID***. I was always there knocking But death cut like a knife I gave you your chance... YOU HAD YOUR WHOLE LIFE. SoulSurvivor (c) 6/14/2009

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Published: Feb 22, 2016
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Notes: This poem may not be very popular
To some people here.
But I must state what I believe.
The only way to righteousness
Is through the shed blood
of the Lord Jesus Christ!
Nobody is good enough to go to heaven.
There is sin in one and all including me.
But Jesus paid the price for my sins
Upon the cross at Calvary.
God will no longer hold me accountable for them. That does not mean I can sin.
It simply means that I AM COVERED.
Now the process of sanctification
Is occurring in me. I'm not perfect
By any means. But I have changed drastically. I am no longer the same person I was before.

The time is short. There are people
Who need to read this.
Please understand
I'm coming from a place of love!
The God I serve is great and merciful!
He just wants you to open the door...

HE'S BEEN KNOCKING A LONG TIME.

♡ Catherine

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Tags: #truth #life #god #way #jesus #christ #righteousness #atheism #agnostics

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