The edge.


They thought they had one.

HE never said a word.

“We can do what we want.“

No one stood against them.

They were allowed to do their filthy work.

I’m not talking about Christ.

I’m talking about people who live their life according to their own imagination.

Never asking God for help.

Never recognizing that their limbs are given to them.

Never thinking that their minds were created by HIM.

Their eyes were not made because they asked for them.

Nothing they have belongs to them.

But they use them to spit in the face of the Holy One.

Then the moment arrives.

Naked and helpless before their creator.

Asked to give answer to HIM.

Their mouth are sealed shut by the overwhelming stench of their guilt.

So it is with the ungodly.

So it will absolutely come to pass.

Go ahead then do as you please.

Thrash about till you can no longer move.

Then, without their desire, they find themselves face-to-face, ashamed and alone.

Living on the edge,

They now find themselves at the very edge of eternity.