Something tells me
There’s something more to love
Than the shows I see on TV
Where a man and a woman
Start off with a drink
And end up in bed
Smoking a cigarette.
And then by the credits,
One has a bullet in their head.
How lame. How ordinary. How cheap. How mundane.
I feel something more
A different love grows inside of me
For a person whose
Fully man and fully deity.
He’s incredibly clever,
And there’s no place in the world
I would rather be
Than in His arms
When He holds me.
Jesus saves. <—————- This way out.
“Jesus answered, ‘I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.’” —John 14: 6
© 2015 Kim Bond