poem the Spirit just gave me. I'm shaking....

prayerfully read and ask yourself if you are ready.
Love to all who read these words. Rhonda

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PEOPLE ARE YOU READY?

PEOPLE, ARE YOU READY? READY NOW TO FLY?
PEOPLE, ARE YOU READY OR DO YOU WAIT TO DIE?
PEOPLE, ARE YOU WILLING TO GO WHERE I SAY GO?
PEOPLE, ARE YOU LOOKING AT THE THINGS I TRY TO SHOW?
PEOPLE, ARE YOU LISTENING TO THE WARNINGS THAT I GIVE?
PEOPLE, MY PEOPLE, I CALL TO YOU, TO LOOK UP NOW AND
LIVE.

PEOPLE LIVING IN THE WORLD, OUTSIDE MY HOLY WILL
WILL YOU GIVE YOUR LIVES TO ME AND TO MY SPIRIT,
YIELD?
PEOPLE LIVING FOR THE PLEASURES THAT EVIL TEMPORARILY
IMPARTS
WILL YOU LAY YOUR PLEASURES DOWN AND LET ME HAVE YOUR
HEARTS?
PEOPLE LOST WITHOUT A HOPE AND NOT KNOWING THAT YOU'RE
BLIND
WILL YOU LET ME OPEN YOUR EYES AND GIVE YOU HOPE
THAT'S MINE?

PEOPLE PAST AND PEOPLE PRESENT, PEOPLE IN YOUR SORROWS
YOU CANNOT HOLD YOUR FUTURE DAYS FOR I OWN ALL YOUR
TOMORROWS
AND I HAVE PLANS FOR MORTAL MAN, PLANS TO DO YOU GOOD
BUT ONLY IF YOU BOW YOUR KNEES AND PRAISE ME LIKE YOU
SHOULD
UNLOCK THE BITTERNESS DEEP INSIDE AND GIVE TO ME THE
KEY
STOP RUNNING TOWARD YOUR SURE DESTRUCTION BUT TURN AND
RUN TO ME.

FOR AGES NOW, I'VE WARNED THE WORLD, FOR AGES NOW,
I'VE CRIED
AND TRIED TO GATHER MY PEOPLE TO ME BUT BEEN
CARELESSLY PUSHED ASIDE
YOU SAY YOU WANT MY PERFECT WILL. YOU SAY YOU WANT MY
LOVE
BUT YOU WANT HEAVEN HERE ON EARTH AND NOT THE ONE
ABOVE
AND THOUGH I LOVE YOU, OH, SO MUCH AND THOUGH I KNOW
YOUR NEEDS
I WILL NOT SEND YOU BOUNTIFUL GARDENS UNLESS YOU SOW
THE SEEDS.

PEOPLE, OH, PEOPLE, I LONG FOR YOU, MORE THAN YOU LONG
FOR ME
AND I WANT YOU TO BE THE CHURCH THAT IN MY EYES I SEE
I WANT YOU TO LOVE THE WORLD THAT'S GOING QUICK TO
HELL
DROWNING IN A WORLD OF HATE AND NO ONE RINGS THE BELL
THE BELL THAT TELLS THEM THERE IS HOPE, THE BELL THAT
ENDS THE STRIFE
THE BELL THAT TELLS THEM OF MY LOVE AND GIVES TO THEM
MY LIFE.

THE DAY HAS COME AND SOON SHALL BE
WHEN YOU WILL LOOK UP AND SEE ME
AND I WILL LOOK INTO YOUR SOUL
WILL IT BE DARK OR BE GOLD?
MY PEOPLE, PEOPLE, HOW I CALL
TO THE SAVED AND THE LOST:  I CALL YOU ALL.

through Rhonda Love Jackson
December 29, 2004 8:45 p.m.