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All Are Welcome
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By Michael P. Johnson
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ALL ARE WELCOME

“From humble dirt grows golden wheat
Yet man when full of pride
Can watch it perish in the street
Than bring it safe inside

Too much a church can be refined
It grows to be a sin
Until her eyes become so blind
No others can come in!

Once saved some think they’ve grown so clean
They’re now the righteous few
Believing nought can come between
Because of birth anew

But Christ and flock must have a place
God’s Word must reign on high
Each one who comes must seek His face
Or else that church will die

The Father’s Door is open wide
Christ’s hands are still apart
God welcomes “ALL” to come inside
Who’d love Him with their heart

Let’s lift our heads and wear a smile
Let joy in churches reign
Masses will either run a mile
Or turn to Christ again

No factions, cliques, should come to form
God’s flock must serve Him free
To board the ark ride out the storm
Upon life’s raging sea

Who knows how long on pounding waves
We’ll need to stay afloat
So welcome “ALL” who Jesus saves
Who’ll come into The Boat”.....


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Submitted: Sunday, July 17, 2011

Last Updated: Sunday, July 17, 2011

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.


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