The Message Leaders Forget

 

 

We also are men

Of like passions with you,

And preach unto you

That ye should turn from these vanities

 Unto the living God,

Which made heaven,

And earth,

And the sea,

And all things that are therein.

 

The gods are come down

In the likeness of men

And straight away Paul had perceived

There was a problem.

 

From the very outset

He tried to nip it in the bud

As any modern-day apostle

Also should.

 

Barnabas became Jupiter

And Paul they called Mercurius

And they were just about ready

To make a huge fuss.

 

They were going to sacrifice

The oxen they brought

But the apostles rent their clothes

And of the living God taught.

 

Why do you do these things?

They sincerely asked

And scarce had restrained them

In this herculean task.

 

Herein is a lesson

For our modern-day gurus

Who often mislead the people,

Even me and you.

 

Taking some of the glory

That belongs to God

And often their followers don’t see

That they are frauds. 

Unlike Paul and Barnabas

Who knew their place

And to accept any of God’s glory

Would be a disgrace.

 

There is much gullibility

Among Christians today

That allow so-called modern-day apostles

To over them hold sway.

 

They are seen like trees

Like that blind man of old

Who had to receive a second touch

From Jesus, we are told.

 

Oh, that they were mature

Like Barnabas and Paul

And point out to such followers

They made the wrong call.

 

For there is only one God

And always will be

And that one God reveals Himself

In the blessed Trinity.

 

An apostle is no greater

Than the least in the pew,

No believer is more significant

When in God’s view.

 

There is an equality

That should be very obvious

Once we are part of that oneness

That exists in Christ Jesus.

 

We are one in Christ

As he is one in the Father

And the Father, Son and Holy Spirit

Makes us one together.

 

And as I end this poem

It is wise that I repeat

The verse with which I started;

Please do not delete.

 

 

Acts 14:15

 

We also are men

Of like passions with you,

And preach unto you

That ye should turn from these vanities

 Unto the living God,

Which made heaven,

And earth,

And the sea,

And all things that are therein.

 

Stewart Russell © August 9, 2025

 

It’s Coming!

 

 

What is coming?

A tsunami is coming,

The signs are all around

And it is building.

 

We’ve had earthquakes

In diverse places

The cracks are opening

Myriad traces.

 

It’s the hurricane season

This is true

But something else is coming

That will affect me and you.

 

It will touch our families

And affect our trade,

It will come down on us

Like a police raid.

 

We will be stunned

For ignoring the warnings,

Believe you me

A tsunami is coming. 

 

 

It’s coming I tell you,

It’s the way with the world,

Decreasing commonsense,

We’re becoming absurd.

 

Folly in plain sight

But hidden still

To all them who are blinded

To Almighty God’s will.

 

A put down of Creation

And behaving like gods,

Mocking born again believers

And obstructing the called.

 

Governments succumbing,

Some leading the way

And many are being forced

To go astray…

 

Astray from God

And what His word teaches,

Satan siphoning off their sense

Like blood-sucking leeches.

 

Good exchanged for evil

And evil declared good,

Leaders promoting immorality

Not doing as they should.

 

 

 

A tsunami is coming

Whether or not you believe,

Immorality is on the rise

And morality recedes.

 

Sharks are in the water

And so too are killer whales,

This tsunami forecast

Is not likely to fail.

 

It has already inundated

Many a land

And Satan and his minions

Are operating to plan.

 

Signs of the last days?

Not one of us knows

But know this most assuredly

There will be lots of woes.

 

Minority groups will grow

At an alarming rate

And will be by legislation

Passed for their sake.

 

Countries will be sanctioned

Unless they agree

To join the ranks of those

Pushing immorality.

 

The natural will give way

To the unnatural of course

And birthrates will decrease

As though hit by a curse.

 

Two of the same

Will take another’s child

Unable to produce their own

Having become defiled.

 

 

 

A tsunami is coming

Unlike any we have known

And it is forecast to affect

Every political zone.

 

Our children will suffer

As it floods our classrooms

And churches will seem helpless

As immorality booms.

 

Family will be different

From Creation’s template,

Two of the same will be parents

As the law will dictate.

 

Pedophilia may rise

As children have more say

And mutilation of their bodies

May become the way.

 

They will get to say

What they feel to become

Concerning gender assignment

Be it daughter or son.

 

And if perchance, undecided

Regarding daughter or son

They can become gender neutral

And choose none.

 

It’s a pretty dim picture

This tsunami paints

As it complements these genders

With queers especially quaint.

 

A tsunami is coming

And it is imminent, not far

When life and living as we know it

Will be considerably marred.

 

Then it will be an offence

To call a boy a boy,

A girl may be something else

As she redeploys.

 

Become well acquainted

Or fall into the trap

That is labeled misappropriation

Where non-fact is fact.

 

It’s coming

And it is almost here,

A tsunami, I am telling you

And we need to fear.

 

Hopefully we will stand

On Christ the solid Rock

For all the walls of human effort

Will be meaningless props.

 

Stewart Russell © July 30, 2023