Not Imaginary It’s Real

 

The fight is on and the battle strong

One side or another, to one you belong

No sitting on the fence until you decide

You are God’s or Satan’s with one you abide

 

He that believes not is already condemned

This vital fact one needs to comprehend

Trust in God or on the devil depend

Be straight, be clean, don’t you dare pretend

 

There is no middle road I must repeat

Just a broad highway and the narrow street

Few there be that walk that narrow road

But on the broad many make hell their goal

 

Nothing political about the choice we make

It is not choose one party the other forsake

It is a choice between heaven and a fiery lake

Not a five-year duration but an eternal stake

 

 

It’s a choice to be made during this sojourn

For having exited this life there is no return

To change one’s mind concerning eternity

Right here is where we determine our destiny

 

I feel constrained to write poems of this type

Believe me this is not some emotional hype

A lot is at stake as we view a sinner’s plight

At this time when darkness passes for light

 

Fewer absolutes as the lines become blurred

And less store being placed in God’s Holy Word

More support for the evolutionists’ worldview

And more lies displacing that which is true

 

Be assured that God is not asleep; He sees all

Neither is His ear deaf to those who call

Evil may appear to triumph for a while

But God will expose all of Satan’s guile

 

What’s hidden in the cellar will come to light

God’s view is not hampered by day or night

He knows the human heart and every thought

He sees what we seek even before it is sought

 

All is made plain before God’s very eyes

Nothing reaches Him as a shock or surprise

It matters not how the devil plans his disguise

God is the Almighty One; He’s the God only wise

 

Some declare that many roads lead to Him

Perhaps citing this to cover up their sin

Regarding agendas that are personal to them

They deem their lifestyle as being no problem

 

But they are so wrong as the Bible explains

Neither here nor over there will be their gain

Thus, this poem’s title: Not Imaginary, It’s Real

God planned His course and He never fails.

 

Stewart Russell © June 23, 2022

 

Buckle Down Buckle Up

 

 

When pressed hard to buckle

Buckle down to the task,

Gird your loins with the Truth

And make your buckle fast.

 

Buckling up in pain

May impress you to go under

But buckle up for the journey

And brace against hunger.

 

Buckle down and buckle up

Do not fold in or fold up,

Buckle your belt and hold fast

To the brighter outlook.

 

Buckle in and buckle tight

And expect a roller coaster ride,

Buckle your harness and keep the faith

Whatever may betide.

 

Faith in the God of the Bible

That strengthens us more and more

That comforts us in life’s challenges

And makes our buckle secure.

 

Do not buckle, I entreat you,

When buckling under seems best

But stand firm with your trust in God

And He will do the rest.

 

 

So, buckle up as in fastening

Not just buckle up in pain,

For where the physical loses ground

The spiritual will reclaim.

 

Keep on the buckle of Truth

With its insignia indelibly inscribed,

In no other one, I beg you,

But in Jehovah God confide.

 

Buckle down and buckle up

Buckle in and buckle tight,

The battle is not one’s imagination

But is, in fact, a real fight.

 

Not all buckles are desirable

Collapse and cave-in, despise!

Stand with resolve and unbroken spirit

And refrain from, I’d rather slide.

 

Stewart Russell © November 9, 2021