by Jay O'Toole
We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
The Great I Am from Time Unknown
created all we see,
and all we cannot see alone
is more than the mind can free.
When Man was placed upon the Earth
obeyed he God awhile,
but then he broke the best to birth
a lasting Sin, so vile.
God had The Plan to save these souls
before they breathed their first.
First Sin had not destroyed His goals.
His blessing wins o'er the Curse.
The Son of God would leave His Home
becoming the Son of Man.
The atmosphere of this lone dome
is the cathedral for His Plan.
The virgin's womb became the door
to birth the Door to God.
The rocky must of the manger's floor
was the start to fix all flawed.
The silent years of the Everlasting Word
saw Perfection live like us,
that when His thoughts were finally heard
His Truth would stand as thus.
He called twelve men to teach The Way.
He angered the teachers of men.
With miracles on full display,
He sparked the demise of Sin.
"He's not of God. He breaks the Law.
He must be silenced fast."
They broke the Law with each lying flaw
to keep enthroned the Past.
Accusers' words they fully heard,
but slapped the Face of Truth.
They crucified The Living Word,
most perfect from His youth.
They swaddled Jesus, now in death,
and laid Him in a cave,
but on day three The Living Breath
was risen from the grave.
His earthbound friends were mystified,
"Could He yet live, again?"
They touched the flesh of their great Guide,
now Victor over Sin.
"I am The Way, The Truth, The Life.
There is no other way
to come to God. All paths are strife
apart from Me, I say."
The naked heart will stand before
the God of piercing gaze,
but those now clothed by He, Who bore
their sin will know just praise.
Please, come to Him with all you are.
Receive all that He bought.
Salvation is not very far.
He gives it. It's not caught.
by Jay O’Toole
on March 28th, 2023