He Didn’t Make Evil

Gary Edward Geraci

 

He didn’t make evil,

He makes us free,

 

Energizes us in

Ev’ry second,

 

Leaves us free to act out,

Lets us decide,

 

So too, we live in sin;

Short, Exemplar,

 

We fall flat. Your Ways are

Wasted in us;

 

When the earth does tremble,

We don’t see but

 

Partially; we lash out,

Praying: stop it!

 

But let us see the whole,

Bring us Your light!

 

We’ll be more rev’rent and

Witness to God;

 

Won’t attack our neighbors,

Write terr’ble posts,

 

Or speak badly of each

Other! Can we?

 

John gave us his vision:

Jesus, Heaven;

 

Our reward and Heaven

Our hope! despair

 

Not, emboldened, our step

Now marching the

 

Narrow, through thick, thin, and

New suffering!

 

You didn’t make evil,

You made us free.

 

Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 18th, 2021 13:31
  • Category: Love
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Gary - Peace!

    But if this God of yours left us free, abdicated all responsibility, of what relevance is your God anyway?

    Take care of yourself.

    • Gary Edward Geraci

      A loving God; waiting to see if we will freely choose to love him back during our one and only lifetime. When we die - the choice we have made in our hearts to freely love God or not is final - hence: the quality of our everlasting life we freely choose: Heaven or Hell. Choose correctly my friend - the quality of your everlasting life depends upon it.

    • orchidee

      A fine write Gary.
      It ain't me poetry 'posts' that are terrible, but if I sing 'em, the whole state of things chases to horror! lol 🙂

      • Gary Edward Geraci

        Thank you Orchidee! Yes, I wrote that line convinced by the many uncharitable posts we are each capable of writing on this wonderful phenomena known as social media. Cheers my friend!

        • orchidee

          I was charitable with my donations. Well, sort of! I send I would send them a cheque/check - but for one pound (one dollar in your money?!). lol.



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