Analysis of Life is a ball of clay” ©

We are God’s clay; He chose to create;
 life is our clay which holds its own fate.
He the Almighty with the grand master plan,
high on His throne, holds your clay in His hand.

He watches each one to see what we make,
of our own ball of clay, will it be for His sake?
For those who believe your one step ahead;
our Father keeps tract of those who have read.

He expects us to pray for those who refuse;
to open their hearts and hear the good news.
That which His Son who had come here to teach;
sadly, so many hearts we’ve still yet to reach.

The effort invested in this day and age;
contributes to that which creates so much rage.
A fraction of that effort is all it would take;
to deeply consider that God is not fake.

It won’t take time from the errands you run;
disturb your to-do list or family fun!
All I’m suggesting is open your mind;
the worst that can happen is the good you will find.  

You don’t have to see Him to know He is real;
just give Him a chance then see how you feel!
If you can’t accept God as a “Man” that’s alright;
picture Him then a Divine beam of light.

Mothers give birth but it doesn’t stop there;
She houses the Soul that came from somewhere.
Souls we are given from His kingdom they dwell;
those that choose evil He’ll sentence to hell.

Imagine no choice but to make your choice here,
Choose not to believe, you’ll much more to fear.
Mortals’ opinions of life after death;
means nothing to He who gave our first breath.

His very own Son knows not time or day;
when life as we know it is taken away.
Like a game of roulette, all red or black;
your betting your soul and not coming back.

I pray to replace all doubt with a seed;
in hearts bound by chains that which should be freed.
Consider a moment who gave you your clay;
will you sculpt for His will or throw it away?

The one called “I AM” wants all to be saved;
So, choose the right road for which He has paved.
Please do God’s will with your ball of clay;
I’d love to meet you in Heaven one day!