Those of the new birth, Are now a new creation. No longer is death, Our final destination! Recreated...though not, Visible to the eye! Our spirit now lives, Though we die! God's perfecting power, Has done so to our spirit man. But our flesh still lives, Among t he dead, in every land. Do we as new creations, still embrace the ways, Of the living dead? Do we hang on in hopes, That our flesh might Somehow be fed? May we feed our spirit man, That His voice may grow strong. For it is only, His Voice That stands between us... a nd wrong! Zombie Christians? Yes I'm afraid they do exist. For every time wrong comes along. They find it impossible To resist.
This blog is primarily Christian poetry, with a few articles tucked in, it's intent is to inspire, encourage, and comfort, any and all...GODSPEED to all who read.