Monday, June 4, 2012

Poetry

Soften your hearts, open your ears cause the fulness of the gospel is here. Shed a tear as the Holy Ghost falls upon you, feel His presence as He testifies of truth. What's the fruit? Love, Joy, Peace, Long-suffering, Gentleness, Goodness, Faith, Meekness, Temperance, against such there is no law and in Christ there was no flaw. So who can find fault? Before you can find the mote in the eye of your brother you've got to discover your own beam, cause things aren't always what they seem. Me, I desire to be...like, The Redeemer, King, Creator, The Mediator, Sin Hater, Yea the Grave Slayer...He overcame the pains of sin and death to take living breath. The first step in bridging the gap between God and man, The Only Begotten. The Son of Man, Lamb of God...hold to the iron rod, have your feet shod. With inspiration and the preparation of the plan of salvation. It takes dedication and meditation of the Holy Writ the testimonies of the prophets, you go it so live it.
I'm bringing you the truth sometimes it hurts like a bad tooth. I'm bringing you the promise of a guy named Moroni, yea read, ponder, pray, everyday. Come listen to what the voice from the dust hath to say, We preach of Christ, We teach of Christ, rejoice in Christ and look to Him for the remission of our sins. We were told He could bring us back to the fold, so to us sin is a no, no. We've got to live the high road which leads to life eternal...