But(t)s & Ewes (You’s) (poem by me)

But(t)s belong in the ashtray,
“But I only wanted to have fun,”
“But I am really a good person,”
That’s what people in hell say.

Ewes (You’s) belong to the Good Shepherd,
“You forgave all the sins of my life,”
“You sent Your Son as a sacrifice,”
That’s how those in heaven are accepted.

“’I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep.'”—John 10:14-15

It can be tempting to justify ourselves when talking to God with “But I.” However, it is futile to justify ourselves at all. We only have hope in God’s mercy. Do you ever try to justify yourself before God?

Your Time is Up (poem by me)

Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up,
God will judge your every deed,
The game is over, drink the cup.

Silence now, don’t interrupt,
Not the time to beg or plead,
Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up.

Was your life righteous or corrupt?
In the gospel, have you believed?
The game is over, drink from the death cup.

Does Jesus have your trust?
Or has Satan successfully deceived?
Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up.

Were you humble or puffed up?
Were you the fertile seed or a stubborn weed?
The game is over, drink from the death cup.

Eternal destinies are not decided by luck,
Choose Christ today before you’re buried,
Tic-tock, tic-tock, your time is up,
The game is over, drink from the death cup.

” For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” —John 3:16

This lifetime is the time given to make the choice between good and evil, between heaven and hell, between God or Satan. Have you chosen Christ to be your Savior?

Moving sidewalk (poem by me)

We met on a moving sidewalk
going in opposite directions;
They stopped only for a moment
to taunt me with a sarcastic question:
Why do you go to bed at nine
while we stay out til three?
They joked about my dirty robe
flaunting flashy clothes and jewelry.
Although they jeered at me
and my precious Savior too,
all I felt for them was absolute pity—
that’s all I felt; it’s completely true.
That’s because they couldn’t see
and wouldn’t listen to me tell
they were on a moving sidewalk
guiding them to the gates of hell.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.—John 3:16

If you have found yourself on a moving sidewalk going the wrong direction, please consider making a change. Your path to Christ can begin right now with this prayer of salvation: Lord, I trust You with my soul. I believe Your Son died on the cross and rose from the dead to pay for my sins so I can live eternally. Thank You for my salvation! In Christ’s Name, Amen. 

© 2016 Kim Bond

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Satan’s Banquet (poem by me)

The man sat at a fine table,
Satan said Let’s sup,
He set before him recklessness,
The man drank from the cup.

When he had finished,
He gave him goblet number two,
He drank of satiety,
Drowsiness began to ensue.

Satan set down a black goblet,
The man said No thank you sir,
But he insisted,
He who drinks the second must drink the third.

The final cup,
To the man he gave,
Robbed him of his life,
And sent him to his grave.

Satan hides a secret chamber,
Blazing hell is behind the door,
The horrible pit is filled with shrieks of pain,
And every kind of horror.

Won’t you come and plead,
The blood of Jesus with me,
Refuse the devil’s banquet,
And you will be set free.

SALVATION

*Satan’s Banquet (the poem) is based on a sermon of the same name by a talented preacher named C.H. Spurgeon.

© 2015 Kim Bond

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