This poem will take you to the depths of hell, an unseen prison, but it will not leave you there. It will also bring you to the victory that you can have in Jesus Christ, if you decide to accept it.
By Ken Blue (Note: This poem may help some of you with a New Year’s resolution) I started smoking cigarettes when I was fourteen. I stole them at night from dad’s cigarette machine. Dennis and I went to the outside can, And smoked in hopes of becoming a man. Dad […]
THINGS YOU WON’T FIND IN OUR CHURCH Spoof on Standards By Ken Blue You won’t find a screen with a bouncing ball Our nose is in the hymnal like the Apostle Paul. You won’t find drums or a base guitar Or a piano — like those in honky-tonk bars. We shun the organ; Luther […]
There’s a train that’s flying on a cold steel rail. Its only destination is a place called hell. You got on by choice; you get off the same. But, as it pick
By Ken Blue The shadow holds no fear for me. It’s just a moment in time. When the Son shines from on high, It flees, leaving no sign. The valley’s brief and shallow, A door to a peaceful land. And no one walks through alone. There […]