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End-Time Schooling.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Knowledge fills fools with pride it seems
When from man’s cup they drink
More doubt than one's outrageous dreams 
Not wisdom as we’d think

 

Darwin’s had much to do with it

Modern correctness too

Society leaks cacophonous wit

While silent are God’s few

 

Scholars today may feel they’re right

May deem that God’s passé

But those with endless life in sight

Have greater things to pray

 

They know The Master of masters

Wisest of all the wise

Restorer of world disasters

Healer of man’s blind eyes

 

To see what few have seen before

To know what few have known

To open wide or close each door

To mortal flesh and bone

 

Come as you are, come if you will

Receive life gratis free

Don’t waste your time don’t wait until

You flunk life’s grand degree

 

No classes are more essential

No don, or school more worth

You’ll need no higher credential

Than! faith and Christ’s new birth

 

True faith grants hope of things unseen

Of things still yet to be

Where God or prayer may intervene

As one day soon we’ll see.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, May 2, 2018

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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