We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The catching of The Bride away will come just like a thief. With lanterns trimmed, plus oil obey, while others shake in grief. The winds of change, tornado gale, seems nothing, that we do can stop the path, that's sure to fail, until this day is through. In just a moment some will fly as others wonder, "What?" Salvation comes, new birthing's cry as Bible readers' taught. The transformation comes by choice, The Choice of God, Who saves. (John 6:44) When saved by Him the souls rejoice, no more in spirit graves. (John 6:37) The Trumpet's sound, the cry, "Come Up!" the saints are whisked away. The Table's set with Him to sup, it starts the lasting Day. by Jay O’Toole on March 8th, 2024 ![]() |