By Ken Blue
The farm of a rich man,
Yielded him his reward.
His barns were filled with grain,
But he forgot the Lord.
This year was unusual;
His land brought forth tenfold.
The fields produced a harvest,
His barns could not hold.
He tore down the old barns,
Large ones will solve my plight.
It didn’t occurred to him,
His soul would leave that night.
As you plan to retire,
To take your rest, and ease.
Tonight could be the night,
Then who will possess these?
Each man is a poor man,
No matter what his hoard.
His soul’s in poverty,
Who dies without the Lord.
Pastor Ken Blue was born in Boswell, Ark. In 1955 he accepted Christ as his Savior. He and his wife Joyce were married in 1955. They have 5 children. He graduated from Midwestern Baptist Bible College in 1969 and started the Open Door Baptist Church in Lynnwood, Wa. where he pastored for 39 years. Because of health issues (ALS) he was forced to resign as pastor. It is his desire to continue to be used of God to help pastors and believers through this ministry.