Signs of the Times

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A spiritual poem.

Submitted: August 05, 2013

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Submitted: August 05, 2013

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I am born again of the spirit. Hooray!
I believe Jesus is real and I accepted 
Him as my lord and my savior, then 
I received the Holy Spirit. 

As on a stained glass window, love 
Shined through as light. Purple, orange, 
Red, green and blue. 

I listen to my heart and I feel the ecstatic 
Joy of knowing that my soul is safe, 
That I know I’m a winner no matter where 
My life may take a turn. 

No matter what stop light I reach with 
lights glaring. Whether it’s yellow, I will look 
out yonder and slow down to be cautious of sinning 
And look out for those lost souls in need. 

Whether it’s red, I will stop immediately and
Flee from evil. I will not tread by without 
Helping someone in need. I will learn to yield to 
The righteous stop signs of the times.

Whether it’s green, I will drive ahead into
the gates of heaven where it’s sin-free. I will go in the glory 
Of God wearing the belt of truth, the breast plate of 
Righteousness, my feet fitted with the readiness that comes 
From the gospel of peace and the shield of faith with 
The helmet of salvation carrying the sword of the spirit, 
Which is the word of God. 


© Copyright 2019 Ronald L Bunch JR. All rights reserved.

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