What Do You Believe?

 

 

Some wander through life

Oblivious to the above,

They have an acute case of apathy

Void of hate or love.

 

They move from pillar to post

Almost without drive,

Theirs is a process of automation

Just like bees in a hive.

 

No concern for the questions

That are vital to this life:

Of origin, of purpose, of destiny

Or the reason for their strife.

 

But they believe something

Even if only subconscious

For something stirs their mind

Of or not about Jesus.

 

Beliefs originate in the mind

And hopefully reach the heart

And from there they are expected

In one’s life to play a part.

 

They may be outwardly expressed

Or they may be recessive,

But in all, whether good or bad,

They impact how we live.

 

Some believe in God:

Mostly what others say about him,

Many show a profession of faith

But unaware of their sin.

 

At some time in their life

They repeated the sinner’s prayer

But regarding the heart’s contriteness

It never resonated there.

 

 

So, what do you believe?

This question demands an answer

And contrary to some intellectuals,

It is more than silly banter.

 

Do you believe in God?

Not what others say about Him

For if their light is not of His Word

Then yours too will be dim.

 

Do you believe in God?

I must ask the question again,

Have you truly repented of your sin

And been saved in Jesus’ name?

 

To believe in Almighty God

Is to believe what He says about us,

All have sinned thus missed the mark

And need to come to Jesus.

 

That means acknowledging Christ

And to God confessing our sin,

It is believing Jesus refuses none

That penitently come to him.

 

Whether you believe it or not

What you believe means everything,

Particularly if like me you believe

That Jesus is the King of kings.

 

Like Handel’s Hallelujah Chorus:

He is Lord of lords and King of kings,

If you believe in Jesus Christ

That means everything.

 

 

 

What do you believe?

 

Stewart Russell © April 20, 2022