The Fire

We all go on with our lives,
If its school or work,
We seem to put God,
On the side of our life’s,
And try to go on by ourselves.

We seem,
To remember a time.
A time when the church as a body,
Was on fire for the lord,
And didn’t care what they did or when,
Cause it was for the Lord,
But know,
Look at us,
We only meet at church,
But our church is no longer a body,
But a building.

We don’t go and reach out,
Like we should.
We sit down in our church,
Waiting for people to come,
While people are dying,
And we are loosing more to Satan everyday.
Where’s the fire for God,
The one we had,
Not so long ago,
The one that we hunger for?

Except.
We need to find the Fire,
That never ends,
The one that goes on and on,
And never stops.

The fire that is so big,
That no one could put it out,
Not Satan,
Or his Demons.

And with this fire in our hearts,
We could do miraculous miracles,
Like Paul, peter, or even Jesus did.

With the power of God,
Working through us,
Because we are willing,
To do His will,
And love Him like we should,
And have the joy of the Lord,
And also the peace.

That day will come,
Either on this earth,
Or in Heaven,
But wouldn’t it be wonderful,
To have a little bit of heaven on Earth,
To know what it’s going to be like in Heaven.

Truly, that will be the day that the Lord hath made! 

-By: Daniel Brockhan