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Insanity or ...


Ecclesiastes 7:25 

True Righteousness and Wisdom Are Virtually Nonexistent

25 I tried to understand, examine, and comprehend
the role of wisdom in the scheme of things,
and to understand the stupidity of wickedness and the insanity of folly.

 

Insanity or

 

Well, we caught the sniper … he was nobody’s fool.

Not very smart however … just one who lost its cool.

Made mistakes in the past and … then pointed to them.

It did not take very long for the law … to catch this man.

 

Away he goes forever … sinking in himself.

The victims he drug down … will scream in his ears.

A noise he can’t escape and … will drive him forever

to the edges of insanity … so triggering all fears.

 

The end is the beginning … now the real begins.

The moment we’ll depart … is the moment we’ll arrive.

The judgment in progress … the trial takes no time

with the first step in Eternal … all gone is inner-strife.

 

Nothing left to say … what has not been said before.

No defense expected … all’s been done through time.

No pleading here will help … already done at the Cross.

Here just the final judgment … for humanity and mine.

 

Prayers were answered long ago … but not to our liking.

Requests made in the past … were only for ourselves.

Ignoring God’s Glory or … even the awareness

where “Holiness” is the point … and the difference can be felt.

 

It’s not my right or wrong … not even what I’ve done

or anything and everything … that I screwed up in life.

No! It is about a bridge … that connects me to where

away from filth’s embrace … towards the purity at God’s side.

 

To be delivered from this dying life … and lifted from this living death.

To be pulled out of the mire … that smells up to high heaven.

To be washed clean of this … depravity’s own cement

that was cast into my soul and engrained in my total being.

 

Only one way out … the blood of Jesus

It can wash pure and clean … all filth from humanity

Who will take me there … and where is that place?

Where can I be released from self … to be prepared for Eternity?

 

Who will show the meaning … and show the sacrifice?

What is the Cross … and what does it stand for?

What really is the truth … in this world of lies?

Only God leads to repentance ... to show the Open Door

 

Jan Wienen

 

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