Depression, end times, God, Hope, Jesus, Poetry, prayer

A Prayer Stop Poem: “Are You Ready?”

Are You Ready?

A Prayer Stop poem, author unknown.

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Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house,

Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care,
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
Not one ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap,
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray,
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head,
It was Jesus returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand,
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said “It’s not here” my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love,
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late,
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear,
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call,
We’ll find that the Bible was true after all!

Please share this poem and may it spread all over the globe!

I’ve heard it’s been removed in a few places, but that’s not going to stop the Truth. God loves you, Jesus loves you, and if you do not know Him, now is the time to make that decision.
God bless everyone
Life, Love, Marriage, Personal Journey, Poetry, Romance, Women

Your Woman: a poem

 

She just wants to be acknowledged…to really be seen.

To be the star in all of your dreams.

 

She plots to grab your attention…and take your breath away.

To wake up to what was the dream last night, each and every day.

 

Miss desires to be your brand new diamond ring.

Not some dirty little secret you have to rethink.

 

Oh, words of meaning; in your heart a permanent place.

Just to wrestle in your arms, her most tender embrace.

 

Candles. Heels. Hair hanging down. Red Lipstick

She’s craving all of you, so lay it on thick.