A Solid Foundation

What is it you seek, that can not be found?
How much more do you need to see, to know it is real?

Many mysteries confuse the mind.
You need to concentrate on one at a time.

I have many thoughts on world matters, foreign policy, domestic issues,
Crime, punishment, life’s worth, science, history, ancient writings,
Nature, global warming, spiritual atonement and awakening,
Law, medicine, future events, today’s news, yesterday’s failures,
Future glory, Heaven, hell, and the meaning of life.

These are my current thoughts brought to me in my sleep,
To be remembered by me, and delivered as felt necessary.

The Lord has brought destruction to many places and peoples over the ages.
And that “cleansing” continues to this day.
Some of these tragedies are fore told in prophecy.
Some are left a question of purity.

I say if a place is made flat by the Hand of God,
You should think twice about rebuilding it again.
The Word says not to build on shifting sand,
But rather the strength of rock.

A mansion built on a loose foundation
Will one day crumble to its’ rafters.
But a simple brick and mortar house
Built on a strong foundation
Will last the ages.

Why are we so blind not to see
The perils we place in our own path?
They strip the hills of their trees
Build their homes in the valley
And watch rain turn dirt to mud.
Mud that slides through their community
Leaving all a quagmire mess.

And the people say, “Help us rebuild, we will rebuild”
I say replant the trees first or the future will suffer the same fate.
Man can not forever hold back the forces of nature.
To try and do so is to place ones abilities above the Hand of God
For which nothing can withstand.

Do not build on beach and marsh
There are plenty lands more stable to build.
Do not build blind to what is below, above, and around you.
Do not build foolishly, and then ask God why He took your home.

Cities come and people go.
What remains is not the strongest foe,
The richest man or the powerful politician.
But the common people who built on high,
Over a mountains base, a valley below,
Forrest all around, a sky shining and rivers of a bluish green glow.

And the wise builder laughs as he looks down at those below,
Sliding in their mud, drowning in the tide, sinking in the sand.
All the while as he says “I told you so.”

© BAS …;}…. July 27th, 2008 1:45 AM EST