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By Michael P. Johnson
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God fashioned man to live and rule

The world to overview

To be for God a precious tool

For wonders yet to do

 

God knows the heart of whom He’ll choose

Who’s soul He’ll fill with Light

Who’s life is right so He can use

To fight the righteous fight

 

To raid the source of sin and shame

Hands joined with Christ as Lord

Could boy or girl not do the same?

Be God’s anointed sword?

 

God’s children perish everywhere

This wayward world’s confused

If no man’s found God’s Word to share

Could not a maid; be used?

 

Could not a lady fill the breach?

Could not a woman lead

Surely a girl could preach or teach?

Could help someone in need

 

Has God to ask permission first

Must God review His Plan?

Should life’s procedure be reversed?

To suit the pride of man

 

Has God not used a maid before?

Did Deborah not command?

Did not a man refuse to war?

A battle Heaven planned

 

Be still and know The One who lives

Allow your eyes to see

Appreciate through whom God’s gives

The Word to set souls free.....

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Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, August 30, 2015

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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