You might quench my thirst,
But you can't make me
smile,
Nor shall I ever worship you
and put you first!
But your flow can never
replace his blood!
Your generosity is stingy
compared to but a few of its precious drops!
You may indeed reach wide
and high.
But what stirs my heart is
God's holy thunder!
You are so very small!
He
hears me when I cry.
your dead lived so very
long ago.
But Jesus' resurrection
from death, my heart consumes!
His death, His life tells
me he loves me so.
We have nothing in common
but the wind.
And even died for me though
I had sinned.
I am only passing through.
I gaze at sights,
interesting and even grand,
But I have no desire to
live in you.
John's visions explained in
a way
that will be easy to understand
but impossible to forget!
God predicted the life of
Jesus
a thousand years ahead
so we would know
that Jesus told us the truth.
"Grandfather's
Journal."
Does your child yawn
when
you talk about God?
Is your child terrified by death?
Does your child cry on
the inside?
Does your child need a humorous and touching story?
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