When pondering a veiled eternity,

We look at what eternity has wrought:

Without a doubt, daunting complexity.

Oh yes, the contradictions will distort,

But if we're teaching life's complexity,

We need the best humanity can give.

So when assessing education quality,

Removing hope is one big negative,

And evolutionists do that, big time.

When we are focusing beyond the veil,

We need a more uplifting paradigm

And crushing future hope is one big fail.

Good teaching gives abilities to cope,

Good teachers focus in, on giving hope.

29/11/2016

Let's test ourselves, are we creationists,

By standards evolutionists go with?

Do we hold doubts about the quantum mists,

And doubt their rocks to men creation myth?

Oh yes. Do we have doubts that blind design,

Enforced by evolution thought police,

Should be synonymous with real design?

Oh yes. We doubt their vaunted centrepiece:

The singularity and warm rock soup.

Are we creationists? That would be yes.

Let's not panic if we're not in the loop,

We focus on eternal happiness.

Oh test alternatives for destiny,

Veiled multiverse or veiled eternity.

29/11/2016

Who else will glorify the Lord this night

When awesome cosmic fires speak of power

And infinite chasms echo their might?

They roar in harmony at this late hour.

And who will join the praise, on this fair morn,

With golden orb and masters of the air,

In song, to their Creator, for this dawn.

Their voices lift each other for His care.

This praise continues now throughout the day,

With coloured whispers giving background hum

As earth rolls on its unseen curved highway.

Who else will join this chorus in rhythm?

Dare I presume to raise my palm through air

And take a step ahead? I say "Oh Yeah!"

Do evolutionists give future hope

If they imply the multiverse each time?

When they call up the Hubble telescope

And speak of grandeur in their paradigm,

The mystic ties to link us with all things,

Will future hope arise? That would be no.

Oblivion is what their model brings.

So when repeating they are in the know,

And they hold all the moral higher ground,

We catch their bottom line: Oblivion.

That may, to some, be seemingly profound,

But skeptics often think, comedian?

We'll always stress the contrasts in all this,

If it's rock soup for human happiness.

30/11/2016

When atheists tell us they're spiritual,

Is that a joke or are they serious?

When speaking of the awe, ethereal,

Awakening of human consciousness,

And obligations of humanity

To now remain eternal optimists,

Do they think, even momentarily,

That's pilfering from transcendentalists?

If they imply 'stardust to men' is true,

The contradictions in all that stand out.

No mysticism graces that world view:

Spirituality is what it's not about.

We ring the bells when they get serious

And redefine what's spiritual for us.

5/12/2016

When contrasting what can be spiritual,

Fortuitously we have sacred text

Which gives the hints it's trans-dimensional.

And then, the more significant context,

It's only God who has this attribute,

So only God can give that gift away.

No mystical connections substitute

For what turns out to be God's DNA.

No mystic bond, to cosmos or third rock,

They sense, or scientific disciplines

Replaces gifts. They seemingly just mock,

With stories of deep time and aliens.

They always use the porky-pies, with cheats.

They are the glass-half-empty counterfeits.

6/12/2016

What is the bottom line in all of this?

When famous evolutionists highlight

The beauty, grandeur and connectedness

In everything, something is just not right.

These qualities grace our transcendent views.

That's it! They've stolen gems! Audacity!

And if they say they're bearers of good news,

Give us a lesson on morality,

Then pause, to link us to some lunatics,

Their picture is complete. The perfect ploy.

Their bottom line reveals their nasty tricks,

Embedded in the word games they employ.

Oh yes, if they now speak of truth and light,

They are the charlatans, all dressed in white.

1/12/2016

When judging truth and light parameters,

Using the baseline of the quantum mists,

Oh contemplate suburban visitors,

Comparing them with evolutionists.

Both have the same agenda on their mind,

So unsurprisingly, the same word games,

Where common usage has been redefined.

A superficial look at all their claims

Is not enough when they push their hard sell,

But complicated word games will expose

Those visitors as charlatans as well.

The upside is that we're now on our toes.

Oh contemplate both charlatans with us.

One goal: To rob us of our happiness.

Ah yes, all those suburban visitors?

Do they hold standard Christianity?

That would be no. Do those expositors

At doors, speak of, in all sincerity,

The Father, Holy Spirit and the Son?

Well yes they do. But only superficially.

They sound as Christian-like as anyone,

But they do word games, theologically.

So yes, they mimic evolutionists,

Or could it be the other way around.

It's hard to tell. Both are antagonists,

Both adamant theirs is the higher ground.

The similarities are out on show.

Extreme coincidence? Another no.

1/12/2016

Oh soul, dwell on, what is exceptional:

The creativity in veiled divinity.

The Holy Spirit's touch, subliminal.

Oh yes, the good news is, each quality

Is integrated perfectly as one.

The Light, subliminal? It's touch belongs

To Father, Holy Spirit and the Son.

Oh soul arise and contemplate in songs,

It's time to grasp your christian heritage.

Ignore the charlatans, you're on your toes,

And lights are on, to guide your pilgrimage,

Through and beyond eventual, shadows.

Draw confidence, He's irresistible.

Oh tune your heart to the subliminal.

Oh soul arise! In search of happiness,

Beyond the veil, should you be skeptical

Of quantum singularities? Oh yes.

Do you hope in what's purely physical,

To give assistance in the quest you face?

No don't do that. It cannot pass the test.

The limitations of mass, time and space,

Reduce, severely, options in that quest.

Yes, futuristic toys bend space, beat light,

But are your skills, or others, capable

Of generating what you'd need to fight

All limitations of the physical?

Oh soul, you know the physical will fail.

Extend your search to light out of the veil.

3/12/2016

This lonely road today is dark and cold,

Oh soul, look up, life is not always thus,

But oh, today, where is a hand to hold

To share this road in times of loneliness.

The friends and family are occupied.

Shadows descend upon the path unknown.

Where now for inspiration which could guide

On days I seem to walk this road alone.

Where is the silver lining in that cloud?

Where is the light, if life pulls threads apart?

Oh soul look back and meditate, head bowed,

To dwell on mysteries which melt the heart:

His guiding hand has been there all along,

Untiring, omnipotently strong.

4/12/2016

Can oscillating particles sense awe

Or contemplate connectedness, deep time?

A monster no is what we're hoping for:

We doubt their rocks to brain cells paradigm.

So what transitioned all those particles

To contemplate their cosmic destiny?

What magic moment gave us oracles?

What spark expanded their reality?

Oh dwell on what they want us to ignore:

The mystic spark for human consciousness.

Just atoms do what atoms do before,

And there's no way they give us happiness.

Oh realize the spark can also be

The light to guide eternal destiny.

7/12/2016

For destiny, check out what we have checked,

Veiled multiverse and veiled eternity.

Oh contemplate with us cause and effect:

Two main alternatives for destiny.

God's Word, given, for us to contemplate,

Or some self-organizing principles.

His words, which have the power to create,

Or randomized vibrating particles.

Cause and effect? A scientific test?

Oh yes, there's nothing more empirical.

Two opposites to check: Lucky or blessed,

A God or rocks, the spiritual or physical.

Oh contemplate that mirror one more time,

And choose the more uplifting paradigm.

7/12/2016

The poor and mournful meek, when satisfied,

Will imitate their God in word and deed.

But just don't hold your breath, undignified.

Theory and practice may be in some need.

Believers see all justice satisfied,

They see the mercy to them multiplied,

They see a Saviour for them crucified,

They see their wayward heart now purified,

So imitate the One who came to save.

Oh contemplate beyond the veil with me.

The plans in place, if children misbehave,

For their transition to eternity.

Before creation week our God had planned

A mercy dash into our ruined land.

7/12/2016

It's panic time, our soul needs rescuing.

Yes, maximum exposure to bright light.

The Bible never leaves us wondering,

We're broken vessels, we do nothing right,

So totally exposed, nowhere to run.

Oh yes, we recognize the signs, cold sweat,

Pulse high, heart in the mouth, a dying Son,

It's panic stations, right, let's not forget.

What's that? A dying Son? A Father's love?

A touch, subliminal? Oh soul jump in,

But watch for obstacles, dangers above,

And panic with these two: Guilty as sin,

And righteous God. Could that be any worse?

Fortuitously you have sacred verse.

8/12/2016

What is the essence of God's DNA?

It's giving, loving, sharing, no restraint,

A willingness to go out of his way,

No darkness in his character, no taint,

And yes, we know, he's irresistible.

Creator of the Universe, oh yeah.

A saving God, now that's sensational,

And don't forget, meticulous but fair,

Omnipotent, but gives us all respect.

Our God is Heaven's triune deity,

Who gives the promises to resurrect

In preparation for eternity.

Our God shares absolutely everything.

We're wanting every single bell to ring.

8/12/2016

Oh check the owner of eternity.

He's absolutely irrepressible:

Diversity, disparity. Technology?

Oh yes, the engineer, impeccable,

Meticulous, artistic genius.

He's shown us all a willingness to give

And wants to share eternity with us.

Look out! Now that should keep us positive.

He's given us his sacred script, for light,

The Son has volunteered to save our soul,

The Father's arms are there to hold us tight

And yes, the Spirit's touch to make us whole.

Oh contemplate beyond the veil with me.

One sacred trinity, in solidarity.

8/12/2016

We contemplate the rescue of the soul.

The drama of it all, a lot's at stake.

Eternal destiny should be the goal,

But no, procrastination then heartache.

Oh contemplate, maybe subconsciously,

To dwell on what it means to use our eyes.

Yes, check that mirror intermittently,

To let those images revitalize

A calloused soul. No, don't procrastinate.

We have so much to lose: Eternity.

So find that quiet place to meditate

On life and love and yes, complexity.

Don't let internal demons slash and burn,

But check out what we'll get back in return.

9/12/2016

All modern physics now acknowledges

The flexibility of time. Do we?

Oh yes. We just ignore the TV messages,

We're big on all that flexibility.

Are evolutionists? That would be no.

When every high-tech toy in outer space

Relies on what our physicists now show.

Do evolutionists? Well no, straight face.

Oh contemplate alternatives with us.

A log, a stream, a mountain top, don't wait.

Our Universe exudes mysterious,

So take that precious time to contemplate.

There are alternatives with time and space,

And flexibility is one we all must face.

9/12/2016

Oh contemplate the Universe with us,

After those TV hosts speak of deep time,

Cue orchestra, get serious,

To push their rocks to people paradigm.

We know a simple mirror testifies

To circumstances nowhere near rock soup,

So all those hosts assume the porky pies,

They now recycle from some other group.

Oh ponder the alternatives in this:

That mirror image or some porky pie.

We have the evidence in front of us,

Just ask the simple question, "Who am I?"

An accident, or gift beyond compare?

Oh contemplate the gift. We double dare.

9/12/2016

It's rusty and unrecognizable,

Its engineering still discernible,

Its interlinking parts unmissable,

It's quirky, dirty and unworkable,

It's broken but it's unmistakable.

Yes, it's a manufactured article.

A mix of fundamental elements:

Characteristic solid evidence

Of undeniable intelligence.

No evidence of high technology,

No evidence of real complexity.

But oh, all evidence of creativity.

Oh yes, investigate design criteria.

With open eyes, nothing is easier.

10/12/2016

Check out connectedness criteria.

Each quantum particle identical.

Ignore our universities and media,

Each like a manufactured article.

No random processes in anything,

At any place or time can imitate

The processes of manufacturing.

Oh take time out to contemplate.

Ignore what all our universities

Say of self-organizing principles

In postulated singularities.

So what's the origin of particles?

Only intelligent design gives us

A true ultra-interconnectedness.

11/12/2016

Oh contemplate beyond the veil with us

To view the glass of life as though half full.

Oh contemplate the path to happiness,

There's only one, his name is Wonderful.

Oh grasp your heritage, beyond the veil,

You have so much to lose, so don't delay,

Then let intelligent design prevail

To mix the Sonlight, water, air and clay.

Oh soul arise. In search of destiny,

The Son's self-sacrifice is everything

For your transition to eternity.

Don't panic, there's just thankfulness to bring.

Oh contemplate the path, the only one.

The Spirit always points to God the Son.

12/12/2016

Arise my soul, jump in. Don't hesitate

To drop your guard to the transcendent one.

Oh weigh up the advantages, don't wait,

Then weigh up disadvantages, don't run.

There are no obstacles, nothing to bring,

Except resolve and deep-felt thankfulness

That He, my soul, has thought of everything.

Oh yes, use all of life's connectedness

To go beyond the veil. Now is your time

To turn around, to focus on his ways.

Ignore the rocks to people paradigm,

Live on the edge, turn thankfulness to praise.

Oh yes, rock soup is not your origin.

Arise! The mirror testifies. Jump in!

12/12/2016

When destiny has called then trouble brews,

And reservations kick in then, big time.

We recommend to focus on good news,

But oh, the leap of faith, and peak to climb

With those internal demons, everywhere:

The hypocrites and wasted lives, the scars,

The fear. So even with a double dare,

It's difficult to move among the stars.

The good news is, God takes us as we are.

The mystery of God's omnipotence and choice

Comes into play. He takes on every scar

If there's a willingness to trust his voice.

Oh yes, he gives a tiny grain of willingness

As our initial steps to lasting happiness.

13/12/2016

When TV hosts point to their blind design,

They mimic thought police in everything.

If they tell us their theory works just fine,

At times, we feel for them, embarrassing.

But then reality kicks in, they're serious,

And they steal destiny and dignity,

So to a poor lost soul, they're dangerous,

Because the poor are big on destiny.

Oh yes, when thought police and media,

Both stoop to using TV heavyweights,

We'll always stress design criteria

When it's blind luck which contemplates.

With rocks to men, they steal our dignity,

With blind design, they steal our destiny.

14/12/2016

When contradictions seemingly collide:

Omnipotence and human liberty,

With inhumanity on every side,

Can light shine through that human misery,

Remembering we tread on sacred ground?

We reaffirm, in conflicts which we face,

What all believers, everywhere, have found:

All circumstances put us in that place

Where good and bad work to our benefit.

In peace and war, no cotton wool for us:

He certainly won't leave us delicate.

Oh contemplate on the mysterious:

All circumstances, by coincidence,

Mesh perfectly with God's omnipotence.

14/12/2016

Oh soul arise, you know he has your back.

When shadows fall, calamity moves in,

And everything just seems to fade to black,

Oh dwell with hope, on your true origin.

If your known universe now falls apart,

And all your plans and dreams disintegrate,

Look back, with hope, to focus on his part.

Oh soul, you have so much to contemplate.

Relax, look up, the Father waits above,

The Spirit's guiding touch, subliminal,

And then the Son's self-sacrificing love.

My soul, with God, expect a miracle.

If all those contradictions rule your day,

Look up with hope, to share God's DNA.

14/12/2016

With life, variety is bottomless,

Its sheer complexity all obvious,

And yes, explosions of the quirkiness.

In that cacophony, what place for us?

My soul, believe you fit in very well.

Let that variety confirm his skill,

Let high complexity your doubts dispel,

Let quirkiness your curiosity fulfil,

And let that mad cacophony of sights

Confirm, your God's imagination rocks,

His skilful ingenuity delights,

And yes, that X factor resets the clocks.

Deep time is not that mystic quality

Which implements all life's cacophony.

14/12/2016

The evolutionists are all obsessed

With their deep time. That's understandable,

But when their blind ideas are assessed,

Deep time cannot create the tangible.

When they say nothing started everything,

That rocks produced some DNA then men,

All that deep time is just embarrassing.

If we check out our history back when,

For our Cosmos, complexity just shouts,

And for all life, the DNA is always there.

Oh yes, those two eliminate all doubts.

For us a veiled eternity is always there.

There are alternatives to quantum mists,

So check out those creation scientists.

15/12/2016

If evolutionists always obsess

About deep time, it seems that so do we.

A lot's at stake, and we won't acquiesce.

When they speak of deep time cosmology,

They set the time line for their blind design.

But "by design" they mean coincidence,

And certainly don't mean it's real design.

It's all for spin, for public confidence.

Do they say, "Rocks turned into men"? Never.

They know it sounds beyond ridiculous,

So it's dressed up. But there's no plan. Ever.

To top that off, they steal 'design' from us.

Oh contemplate the kings of spin in origins.

They back up the absurd with violins.

16/12/2016

How do you dress up the ridiculous?

You say it every day, in every way,

Until we hear, "Well, that's so obvious",

Until we cannot see another way.

Oh contemplate with us, rocks into men.

It's there, incessant and continuous,

It's always on TV, always Darwinian,

And don't forget, it's always serious:

The violins, straight face, wonders on show,

Always spectacular, and always good TV,

In ultra hi-def, super slo-mo. Wild or studio.

Now that's the way it's done. No mystery.

Oh yes, we ring the bells with rocks to men,

If told our DNA evolved from hydrogen.

16/12/2016

If someone points to Earth's short history,

With solid evidence, let's not panic

If they have zero credibility,

And absolutely cannot take a trick.

Oh yes, no one is promising an easy road,

That mountain's looking higher every day.

So if we're shown what they have videoed,

Cue orchestra, then there is just no way

Some scientific evidence competes

With saturation on the web and on TV.

Don't panic with those endless sad repeats,

Relax, look up, to grasp your destiny.

Oh yes, that mountain's high, the going tough,

But time, a pulse, and Sonshine are enough,

16/12/2016

We have the overview of plans to save:

The Father waits, the Son's self-sacrifice,

The Guide, when children misbehave,

But details, what's the go? The best advice?

Fortuitously we have sacred verse.

Jump in, for our own look. Start practicing.

Check out the one who made the Universe,

We'll have some details there, inspiring:

Its sure beginning, its true history.

Step out, to occupy its sacred ground:

The only path to lasting destiny.

Oh realize we'll walk on solid ground.

Look up, a lifetime will not be enough.

Relax, but watch, the going will be tough.

17/12/2016

Who doubts a lot of physics is applied,

In perspiration keeping us all cool?

Who doubts that engineering was applied,

When every single water molecule

Surpasses hydrogen and oxygen?

We don't. When latent heat is drawn away

To cool, would we ignore its origin,

Its moves, and all its interlinking bits? No way!

The oceans testify, with water everywhere,

The Sun, its hydrogen, its wonderment,

A breath, its oxygen: our life in air,

And then that neat quantum entanglement.

Look out! A Cosmos made for pondering,

With interlinking parts in everything.

17/12/2016

Oh contemplate with us, with open eyes.

The trees for furniture, the rocks for bricks,

The water for all life, the air for flies,

And everything is all applied physics.

Oh pause, which one of two scenarios

Can generate our complex biosphere?

The beautiful, sensational, the crows,

And then the physics in the atmosphere:

The medium for butterflies, and birds,

The medium for fire, sight and sound,

The medium transmitting songs and words.

Oh contemplate, and take a look around.

Yes, pause to breathe it in, with open eyes.

A Universe for butterflies and flies.

18/12/2016

Oh contemplate with us, a glass of wine.

The art, the science and biology,

Where sunlight, water, dirt and air combine,

Assisted by applied technology.

Check out the photons, indivisible,

Check those ionic bonds, the chemical,

The tilting of the Earth, the seasonal,

The moon, deep space, the cosmological,

And then the plans inscribed in DNA,

Unlocked by the mechanical and manual

To nudge the elemental interplay:

Terrestrial and cosmological.

All cosmic essences then concentrate

Into that glass of wine, we contemplate.

18/12/2016

Oh contemplate, with us, the cosmic dust,

We tread its solid ground with confidence,

And have the evolution paradigm to bust

With well-known scientific evidence.

The dust, with sunlight, water, air, plus X,

Mix for a complex living biosphere,

And that's an understatement on complex.

When we check out Uranium, it's clear,

Complexity within, is all foundational

And likewise for the other elements.

Oh yes, the stardust is unchangeable,

And that's the solid scientific evidence.

Oh contemplate the elements with us.

19/12/2016

Oh contemplate the indivisible,

The photons, treasures of the Universe.

The bridge between a wave and particle

And all the opposites of what's diverse.

Each gem of energy identical?

Each one the essence of the mystical,

Each one a quantized individual,

Each like a manufactured article.

Oh contemplate beyond the veil to see

The source of all precision articles

To implement extreme technology.

All opposites of random tentacles.

We have a Universe, all synchronized.

With scientific eyes, that's recognized.

19/12/2016

Oh be assured, it's set in sacred verse,

The Father's blessings flow, via the Son

Who sends the Holy Spirit to immerse

Us in those blessings, free to everyone,

Thus balancing omnipotence and choice.

Oh soul, elbow your hesitating heart,

Take confidence in that eternal voice,

Subliminal, and make your vital start.

Relax, the path you take is scriptural,

Look to the Son to build your evidence

When you weigh physical and spiritual,

And don't forget his sacred implements.

And if your situation's all a bit too hot,

Be thankful every day, no matter what.

19/12/2016

When evolutionists test quantum mists,

Ten to the minus something seconds in,

They fall in line with other scientists.

They all ignore the actual, real origin:

The origin and source of cosmic laws.

Ignore the scientific posturing,

You're entering the propaganda wars,

Where nothing, idling, made everything.

But they all realize, as we do too,

The elements and cosmic laws are set.

All scientific tests assume that's true,

And that's an absolutely certain bet.

The quantum mists are propaganda spin.

No test can test a cosmic origin.

19/12/2016

How can a wayward heart be purified,

And souls to see what seems impossible?

It's in a promise kept, it's Jesus crucified

To let the gift transcend the physical.

The promise in the sixth beatitude

Hints at the transformation taking place,

All evidenced by trust and gratitude:

The one and only way to see God's face.

So fall into the arms that never fail,

The Spirit will transform you from within,

Be thankful for the Son, beyond the veil,

And let eternal destiny begin.

Let gratitude and trust be in but one.

Impossible is conquered by the Son.

20/12/2016

Omnipotence and choice solidify

When gratitude and trust predominate.

The touch, subliminal, will justify,

The Son, beyond the veil, will mediate,

The Father celebrates with that return.

Believe it's happening, we have been blessed,

But there's a mountain path to tread, to learn

To face internal demons in our quest.

Oh soul relax, he's thought of everything,

So visualize that view, when at the top,

Eternal destiny is beckoning,

You have so much to gain, don't ever stop.

Oh contemplate beyond the veil with me.

The blessings, flowing, from eternity.

20/12/2016

When atheists say aliens, what then?

They're also mandating the physical:

How DNA evolved from hydrogen.

Or aliens. For them, no metaphysical.

Why mandate that? Evil is everywhere,

So rocks turned into men, it's logical.

If God's all powerful, he doesn't care.

The contradictions are unmissable:

He's there, but not, he's evil anyway,

So faith in God is plain stupidity.

Oh contemplate the atheists' wordplay:

They need a god for credibility.

We ring the bells, if aliens made us

And negativity gets serious.

22/12/2016

So why do we exaggerate their claims?

To pull their chain, to see how they react.

We understand their fanciful word games,

So we wait for the words, 'established fact',

And 'overwhelming', for their trivia.

When they highlight a scientific test,

How rocks made DNA and then bacteria,

Oh yes, we're entertained. But unimpressed.

They'll call their back up media, no doubt,

Or maybe quote some famous scientist,

But if we say we're skeptical, look out,

They'll get uptight and huff, creationist.

We doubt their rocks to men scenario.

Do we exaggerate? That would be no.

20/12/2016

When we're referring to God's DNA,

Are we then being frivolous? Maybe.

But all descriptors fail, in every way,

When we attempt to capture deity.

We grasp for metaphors and know we fail,

And understatements are continuous

When contemplating what's beyond the veil.

Can words convey, beyond miraculous,

When our imagination fails as well?

Relax, embrace the Spirit's sacred verse,

The Son, and promises on which to dwell,

And waiting arms, beyond the Universe.

The words we use will fail us every time

When viewing a transcendent paradigm.

20/12/2016

Inside the evolution point of view,

The mechanisms come in thick and fast.

Convergence and inheritance are two

They use to now illuminate our past.

But one of these is only trivia:

Inheritance: Yes mums. The other one?

Exactly opposite. Nothing is fuzzier,

The contradictions light up like the Sun.

Two opposites? Ignore the posturing,

They want the cake and all the icing too,

When they go on, explaining everything.

We underline, we double doubt their view.

Don't panic. It's a mythical smoke screen.

They'll say the sky is blue, the grass is green.

21/12/2016

Oh soul beef up, believe his word, jump in.

His sacred text will now illuminate

Your destiny. He's thought on every sin.

But oh, the Son is there to mediate.

The Father's Son, who showed humility,

Who won redemption in his Father's eyes,

Now mediates for lost humanity.

Oh soul believe, dwell on his scars, arise,

He speaks for you. That's unbelievable.

Oh soul believe that every word is true,

Each scar will testify. All credible.

Humility, shows what your God will do.

No greater love highlights the volunteer,

The one who saves is also engineer.

22/12/2016

When there's just no escaping atheists,

Blanket TV, and thought police coerce,

Relax, look up. Life is not quantum mists.

Complexity graces our Universe,

The negativity builds character,

Exaggerations add the spice to life,

Our bells accompany their orchestra,

And sacred text decrees on love and strife.

Live on the edge, he's thought of everything.

Oh yes, some things we'll never understand,

But oh,,, His plans,,, to save,,, unwavering:

His invitation with, each outstretched hand.

Believe, and be reborn, all will be new.

Relax, look up, and contemplate that view.

22/12/2016

When atheists and evolutionists

Blanket the web and TV with their paradigm,

Oh soul relax, you're not from quantum mists.

When 'rocks to men' is always on prime time,

And negativity pervades the web, look back.

He's been there all along and mediates

For you. And if internal demons then attack,

Oh rest, the Son has saved, the Father waits,

And oh, his healing touch, subliminal.

Stand tall, a deity stands by your side,

And watch, to see the fireworks, formidable,

When atheists and evidence collide.

Oh focus on the Son, beyond the veil,

Believe it's true, his voice will never fail.

23/12/2016

Believe it's true, he's thought of everything.

There's absolutely no exaggeration there.

Our destiny, his longing arms are beckoning,

Technology, meticulous in care,

Cosmology, he says he counts the stars,

Humanity, graced by divinity,

Internal demons now, he knows our scars,

In peace and war, self-sacrifice, humility.

The micro and the macroscopic realms?

The Universe or else beyond the veil?

Surprise, surprise, oh yes, it overwhelms.

Beauty and complexity? Descriptors fail.

Yes everything, we don't know where to look.

Fortuitously we have God's good Book.

23/12/2016

The greatest story ever told was planned,

And details mattered, to the Nth degree.

Its engineering knew a steady hand,

Diversity, disparity, technology.

Its freedoms would reflect the personal,

Community and creativity,

Free choice and individuality.

The Nth degree would make that possible.

Free choice required rescue plans in place,

And rescue plans would need a volunteer.

So with resolve, humility and grace,

The engineer stepped up to volunteer.

Oh contemplate graceful divinity.

He looked beyond the planned indignity.

24/12/2016

Should we sit on the fence with origins,

When destiny just rang, and we now know

Indignities were faced to cover sins?

When dignity and grace have been on show,

Humanity then blessed like summer rain,

And implemented plans reset the clock,

Eternity away from the mundane,

When our Creator visits his third rock,

Can we, straddle that fence? A thousand no's.

Arise, his timing was impeccable,

His promises are all reliable,

He rightly bears the name of Wonderful.

Technology, the arms, the touch, the scars.

Oh bend the knees to rise, above the stars.

24/12/2016