Some Questions

Where did God live,

Before He made sky?

What about compost,

If nothing would die?

 

Where were the stars,

When the sun came to play?

How did He hang them?

With what did He splay?

 

How did He make forests?

And why all the green?

Did the trees fall so loudly,

When by man unseen?

 

How did man like it,

Everything new?

Was the greatest of sights,

When God was in view?

 

What was it like,

In cool of the day?

When walking with YHWH,

And hearing Him “say”?

 

“No suitable helper?”

“No creature a match?”

“No one to help Adam,

Tend to the patch?”

 

How did the man sleep,

While God was at work?

How’d He take a side

And to woman convert?

 

Who was there listening,

When God said “All Good!”?

Who knew Gods language,

Who understood?

 

What was God doing,

Before He said “Let…”?

And if it’s all very good,

Then why the regret?

 

Why did it grieve Him

That He had made man?

What was the flood,

If sin was in plan?

 

From whence came the serpent,

And who let it in?

How did it tempt her,

Authoring sin?

 

Why’d God say to Adam,

“Where are you son?”?

“Why was I naked,

Where could I run?”

 

“To whom would you go,

If not back to me?

How can I fix this,

The thing with the tree?”

 

To whom was He speaking

When He mentioned the seed?

Why to the serpent?

What was that need?

 

Why of the woman,

Would solution come?

Why a messiah?

Or, Why a son?

 

When did He know,

The wonderful plan?

When sin’d be defeated,

As God became man?

 

Why do I wonder,

These questions of old?

Where in the Bible,

Are the answers told?

 

What page holds the answers?

What is the key?

To satisfy questions,

That aren’t just from me

 

How do we ask them?

To whom do we go?

As we read ‘the story’

How will knowledge grow?

 

How is faith authored,

As He takes His word?

Does faith come by hearing,

And believing what’s heard?

 

How many’s too many,

To ask of the book?

And who is that saying,

“Look again, look!”?

 

So, I have some questions

Noah

YHWH said to Noah

“I’ll never flood again

Though the earth be wicked

I will bear its pain”

 

Man increased in number

As man increased in sin

Withholding His judgement

His Son, in love, went in

 

He said to the Father

“Pour it out on me

Remember that bright rainbow

And let wrath fall on me”

 

When God remembered Noah

His promised word was “yes”

Jesus takes the deluge

And in Him we are blessed

 

The bow toward heaven

Is pointing at the sky

Though we deserve a drowning

He let the arrow fly

 

Heart and hand were wounded

And yet He rose from death

“Sins demands are finished”

He said with final breath

 

When you see the rainbow

Remember what He said

Though the people transgress

The blood of Christ was shed

 

 

Exodus 34

He is slow to anger

While all deserved is wrath

His great mercy and grace

Comes at a priceless cost

 

All the sin that we have

Was laid upon the Son

He, the perfect scapegoat

Saw no injustice done

 

Love is now the blessing

His faithfulness, no end

Abounding from His heart

He’s calling sinners “friend”

 

It’s steadfast like He is

No sin for it too great

Washing us with water

New hearts in us create

 

Ever needing patience

He comes to us with grace

Behind the wrathful God

We see our Saviors face

Exodus 34

THE WAR IS OVER

THE WAR IS OVER

Hostile in mind
In heart your enemy
Though blind to our rebellion
You won our liberty

You did so as the darkness
Encompassed the land
You rescued us from satan
With an out stretched hand

Your peace you give us
As you took our punishment
Pierced for our transgression
A crucified torment.

You rose the Lord of Glory
Conqueror over death
Though you gave up your spirit
That was not your final breath

You were definitely buried
But gone now is that stone
You ascended into glory
And sit upon a throne

Our war with you is over
As you became our peace
You are the Lord our freedom
In the year of release.

an ongoing testimony of God's grace