The lucky one


You’ve been given the opportunity,

To make your life easier for Eternity.

You ignore the gifts given to by God,

Then you have the nerve to say “How odd?”

Living your life ignorance bliss,

Saying, “If there was a God, how could he do me like this?”

Living the life of evil and wild,

Then saying, “He’ll forgive me because he loves his believing slave,

More than a mother loves her child.

He loves you, YES.

The last think he wants, is for you to be oppressed.

You have become worse than a savage,

Saying, “He’ll reward me Heaven because it is rite of passage.”

He is The Creator of the Heavens and the Earth.

The reason He created you in the first place, was to show you His worth.

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