Dying To Live
At first it seemed somewhat absurd
This holy seed God calls His Word
I'd read it till the break of dawn
And think on where my world went wrong
The answers came and went like snow
Accumulating so I'd know
The knowledge of each pure-white drift
To-ward life's wholly perfect gift
It humbled me to read such wisdom
Unlike my old school catechism
Where God was King and Mary Queen
And Jesus just a child to wean
Or almost dead nailed to a cross
So we could stare and mourn His loss
A single man who bore His fate
For daring to transcend man's hate
Yet as my heart awoke and saw
That God and heaven filled my core
A new dimension housed my soul
God's one and only perfect goal
Where tears and sorrow have no place
To cultivate a saddened face
Where darkness loses to the light
And where there is no fear or night
I fell and died within God's Spirit
To never more reject and fear it
For from then on my heart was His
To serve and praise the way He is
To share my faith with all who need
To understand God's Holy seed
Whereby the truth wins out at last
When Jesus comes back to His past
To bring true justice to the nations
To end the need for blood libations
To rule and make anew the Earth
To keep His promise of rebirth
And so I trust this quest so bold
To comfort me as I grow old
To teach me how to love and give
And die to self so I can live
Forever in heaven
John Christopher
OCT 2006
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