Models

Our magnificent creator who outside our time and space

Exists in brilliant glory all his sons behold his face

There was no singularity in.fin.ite dense and small

Only his creative power and his wisdom over all

Some decry the Bible record and creation they deny

To mollify their conscience atheism is their cry

They have a need to do without constraints to higher law

Their bias shows quite clearly as their theories are so flawed

Now, no one saw creation, evolution just the same

Neither can be duplicated this is also plain

So let us outline models that predict what we should see

The model that so fits the facts is true observably

Science struggles with beginnings and a steady state proposed

But changed then to a big bang as were microwaves exposed

But God's word says succinctly with no need to make a change

That God with power created and our universe maintains

Evolution as a heresy denies what's pure and true

Is constantly amended as sub-theses strain anew

These theses patched like bandaids as the need is to believe

They strain with each ripe fantasy and truth they sore do grieve

Punctuated equilibrium we were told must be the way

To reconcile just why we can't see transient links displayed

But gladly has this bandaid gone the way of noxious air

Dispelled in fact by Science with the sought for proofs not there

The fossil record is a book that can be read by all

The order of the fossils quite like writing on the wall

No need for alteration and no need now to explain

The fossils lie unaltered and the Bible just the same

There is No need to modify the record true we see

The Bible states that living things appeared in period three

The order of creation is a wondrous proof thereof

Creation starts beneath the waves with complex life above

How could the Bible writer pen the order we now see

Except by inspiration from his God for you and me

The "Cambrian Explosion" cries creation! Loud and clear

And the Bible cries "In proven facts I have but nought to fear"

Creation shows intelligence it shows such clear design

The Bible, such a blessed book is full of truths sublime

So take it up and scrutinise the record of the past

And turn then to the future its prophetic range is vast

And take this thought of models and apply it where you will

Possibilities are endless and this knowledge will you thrill

The godless model stands forlorn so many parts replaced

The creation model stands upright head high and beaming face

The Artist's Hand

The Kimah constellation cold white beauty shining bright

The canvas of the universe so awesome to be seen

On backdrop of black velvet scattered through with diamond light

Has undersigned The Artist’s name but not in star-ish gleam

I stood once in a gallery, fine paintings in their frames

Saw the work “Where Do We Come From” by the artist Paul Gauguin

I gazed upon this work of art but could not see a name

No matter for I recognized the artist’s style and hand

A Bible writer said it best when speaking of our God

His qualities invisible are seen in things so fine

His signature is everywhere see where his footsteps trod

His style and flair perfection all things pretty in their time

Jehovah’s faithful creatures like his universe so vast

Are a canvas rich and vibrant and reflective of his love

But sadly was this family portrait slashed by greed so harsh    

Rebellion by a foremost son a spirit once beloved

The slash was fierce a tear so broad affecting all mankind

Our parents in their Eden fair sold out on all their own

They joined this cruel rebellious son by giving him their mind

Their choice affecting all of us, their sin is now our own

Rebellion was so foolish, so short sighted, sure to fail

Jehovah is the artist and his style and hand is love  

A foot-wound on the human form in time will surely heal

The body’s healing process glorifies the God of Love

In love both fierce and challenging God’s firstborn son of old

To vindicate his father’s rule took on his mission clear

Came down to earth and gave his life in sacrifice so bold

To sanctify his fathers name he gave not in to fear

Love--the strongest bond of all the strongest in creation

Jesus, God brought back to life to carry on his will

He will in time now bring to nought the Devils’ machination

Restore the canvas that was slashed and love and peace instil

The canvas is restored with love and strong determination

The Artist oversees the work performed by all his own

They will not rest they shall not cease until in consternation

The Devil sees his works undone his rule is overthrown

“Why are we here, where do we come from”, this an artist pondered

The answer?  Bound up in the words to us a model prayer

God’s kingdom is the instrument like palette knife now wielded

In Jesus’ hands; an artist with his father’s style and flair

God’s Kingdom will restore to man a paradise of pleasure

Humans will enjoy the rule of God maligned at first

Life everlasting on this earth life lived in fullest measure

Bestowed upon all faithful ones who quench their spirit’s thirst

The starry skies so high above a canvas grand and spacious

Intelligent creation will admire its wondrous span

Gone will be the vandal cruel the one with hate so vicious

The one who failed to contemplate The Artist’s style and hand

The Book

We’re brothers true, both me and you

            Part of the same big family

We’re red, black, white and yellow too

            So sad we can’t live peacefully

Man’s escalating his arms race

In sending billions out to space

While here on earth grave problems face

Those of our near posterity

What can we do both me and you?

            Voices in the wilderness calling fear

Multinational companies over all

            Vested interests both far and near

In desperation I explored

Philosophies from all abroad

None of them left me overawed

Just feeling empty after all

Some beliefs I just can’t see

            They’re far too violent you’ll agree

To strap a bomb around my chest

            And blow me to eternity

The Sunni and the Shiite kind

To hate each other are inclined

They will with God no virgins find

And Jihad never satisfies

But then the so-called Christians say

            “Look here! We’ll fill you full of awe”

But wait up now don’t speak so fast

            In your realm started two world wars

Christendom's faiths we now behold

We see them steeped in deaths untold

They did not soldiers lives withhold

But fought for national sovereignty

“They have The Book!” I hear you cry

            “The Holy Bible they proclaim”

Be sure they do each one speaks out

            Words not in line with truth are vain

They philosophise and speculate

The sacred writings they berate

With evolution they relate

And teaching truth we just don’t see

I have read of other faiths

            There are so many to be sure

A myriad sects beliefs and ways

            They plead – "knock on our hallowed doors"

But none proclaim a way so pure

And everlasting life assure

They all just paint such thin allure

Their wise men merely fantasise

I was sure there’s God above

            And he’s the sovereign over all

The Book says simply “God is Love”

            With hypocrites He’s not enthralled

In loving purpose we should find

His faithful ones to each are kind

They do not selfish interests mind

But love each other through and through

And then one day while on my way

            I heard a knock upon my door

A well dressed man The Book in hand

            Showed cause for hope and then much more

The prophecies both proved and bold

From thence far Eden now unfold

The way to life so clearly told

Harmonious beauty; dignified

So now you see my faith restored

            I see The Book for what it’s worth

Heed not those faiths just claiming God

            Hypocrisy demonstrates a dearth

The Book I hold in reverent awe

See purpose in its holy law

Close to my maker I now draw

Exceeding comfort heartens me

I’ve come to learn it’s not in vain

            That God lets wickedness hold sway

Anguished ones like me and you

            With groaning sighs sincerely pray

In seeking reasons we have looked

In every covert cranny, nook

To find them all within The Book

And loving reason satisfies

Within God's Word we’re taught to pray

            'Please let your name be sanctified'

'Please let your Kingdom come O Lord'

            Your rulership will satisfy

Man's rebellion and self-rulership

Has brought us right here to the brink

It’s failed what more now can we think?

Please rescue us immediately

Be sure it’s all there in The Book

            Just seek to read it every day

It is no burden no big chore

            Its wisdom leads us on our way

It shines above all other tomes

It shows the way just it alone

If spurned it will not lead us home

Wisdom’s light embodified