I'd rather be in God's goodwill, though it mean a prison cell,
than blissfully going my own way, on a slippery path to hell!
I'd rather face affliction now, with the victory of faith;
than frolic in deception that removes me from His Grace.
I'd rather face a million foes, knowing He will bring me through,
than have them stab me in the back, while pretending to be true.
I'd rather live a life of faith, not obtaining all I've “seen”;
but knowing, in the end, I'm justified by more than “means”.
Day by day, in every minute, the choice has been made clear;
Are we in this fight to win it? Or will we pretend that we don't hear?
Will we take His gracious offer, to be transformed to all He meant,
or willfully resist His gracious calling and give in to fleshly bent?
His Mercy stands new each morning, calling us to Love and Life,
will we cling to fleshly glory, while ignoring its sinful strife?
Will we throw away the greatest gift anyone could ever get,
On a gamble that we really know the outcome of this bet?
Can we really be so stupid, as to bet eternity,
on some media rendition of what we're supposed to be?
There is a “right” and “wrong” my friend, there really is a Law;
Not meant to bring us toil and pain, but to keep us from the flaw.
There really is a flesh, my friend, that is quite bent on hell.
The Law came to deliver us, to keep us safe and well.
God's standards flow from His great Love, to lift the fallen soul,
they came to bring deliverance, so we'll be free and whole!
They came to point us to the way, of righteousness and truth,
They came to show us how to live, to give us written proof.
Proof that there is a loving God, who wants us to live free,
of sin and sickness, lack and death, for all eternity!
Our Liberty should now be used for doing what is right,
the weapons that He's given us, used for the righteous fight.
We have a mortal enemy, who's out to steal and kill,
we must be wary of his wiles, not let him use our will.
Nor fall for all his subtle traps, which cater to our whims,
he seeks to draw our will away, and center it on him.
Away from God, and all that's safe, he lures us to the glow,
of worldly goods, and what “feel's right”... we're snared before we know.
Why would we fall for all his junk, when we've such a loving God?
So foolish, to forsake the path which His Love bids us trod?
A God who gave up all He loved, because He loved us true?
Why should we not return that love? I think I will, won't you?
Today's the day of Mercy, let's forsake our golden cows,
Tomorrow isn't promised, friend, so we'd best be choosing NOW.
or (as we are taught to say)
“Bye honey, make good choices!” SCD 1/9/14