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A Word of Knowledge
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A word of knowledge

Today is strange without a doubt

Im usually on my own

A colleague came to help me out

He said! that you would phone

He said youd call at ten today

I dont know how he could

He even knew youd come this way

The Lord had said you would

When first I heard I stood and laughed

Didnt believe a word

I thought hed gone completely daft

It sounded quit absurd

He also knew the clothes youd wear

The time youd turn up here

The colour and style of your hair

I thought was more than queer

He also said if I would come

Id never be the same

Again I thought it sounded dumb

Until just now you came

Do you believe that God is real?

I would if I were you

The proofs right here, to see and feel

Oh yes, I know Hes true

Although at first it seems so odd

Its also all too clear

There really is living God

Or Im not standing here

I know my colleague really cares

Please come and say hello

Hell know were coming up the stairs

For God will tell him so.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 6, 2012

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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