Loud thunder starts to fill the sky,
And I will not complain,
For it is heralding the chance
Of some much needed rain.
But I took little note.
They were so quiet I ignored
Those hints. They seemed so rote.
Those thunder clouds rolled in,
That we tend to give the same heed
To the warnings of sin.
And temptation is sweet.
If we don’t stay ever alert,
They’ll land right at our feet.
Sin we will face on earth
Are so destructive to our souls,
While carrying no worth.
Before it is too late.
There’s no use in barring the door
Once sin is through the gate.
Thundering though the skies,
Against the sin that slinks on in,
Keep guard with watchful eyes.
Watch and pray that you may not enter into temptation.
The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.
One who is wise is cautious and turns away from evil, but
a fool is reckless and careless.
Tuesday, August 25, 2026
Heed The Warning Signs
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