Monopoly Money
It consumes your waking moments
and haunts you in the night
Frenzy over missed opportunities
Obsessing over things you cannot buy
Suppose you get it –
all the wealth that you desire...
The taxman cometh, your deathbed calls
the moth destroys, the flesh expires
There is no ship to bear such things
beyond the curtain, beyond your dreams
You have only your soul that passes through
The redeemed with Christ to Heaven anew
The rebellious to burn in a Hellish stew
Each in turn offered life...
yet some refused
2 Pet 3:8-10 Beloved, do not let this one thing escape your notice: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. The Lord is not slow to fulfill His promise as some understand slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. But the day of the Lord will come like a thief. The heavens will disappear with a roar, the elements will be dissolved in the fire, and the earth and its works will not be found.
1 Tim 6:10 For the love of money is a root of all sorts of evil, and some by longing for it have wandered away from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs.
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We Wrestle Not...
PoetryThird in the [A Sinner's Diary] Series Ephesians 6:12 (KJV) For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
