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It's just a game ...


1 Corinthians 10:14-15 

Flee from Idolatry

14 Therefore, my beloved, flee from idolatry. 

15 I speak as to wise men; judge for yourselves what I say.

 

 

Games                   

 

Idolized sports ... it is sad to see                                                     

Forget about the poor ... they are free

or the unborn ... killed before they'll be

all because of priorities ... in you and me

 

Is it glamour we love so well

or "beat him to pulp" before the bell?

It's not the game but winning ... can't you tell?

"the end justifies the means" comes straight from hell

 

Winners come and winners go

and life goes on ... to and fro

How to play the game and direct its flow

makes the difference for friend and foe

 

For the referee is Jesus, my Lord

and our fans the heavenly host

So play the game right ... for everyone knows

when your card is red ... forever you go

 

At the end of the game the winner is known

The Lord walks to him  who is behind in points

He smiles and says ..."very well done"

you're a winner to Me!.. here is your crown

 

And I look up to Him and say: "I did not play to well”

He says: "did you do your best with what you had?"

I wished I tried harder ... now I feel so sad

for I had so much more ... than I thought I had

 

Life has never been a game ... it is for real

and to win or to lose in this world will seal

or you will share...that heavenly meal

that Christ reserves ... for you and me

 

So turn from your ways and join God's team

You won't like the training ... for it seems

that trouble will find you  as you follow the stream

that flows from the Love’s throne serene

 

For the devil envies your relationship with God

and he'll try to make you stumble ... like it or not

as you fall again you plunge into the cleansing flood

that Jesus provides ... in the presence of God

 

So if you enjoy sports a lot

don't forget what you've got

Be in shape to run in the arms of God

to be cleansed from every  blot

 

Jan Wienen

 

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