“Chapter One – Title - The Start Of Chapter One” (Lk.14:25-35;15:11-36; Mt:7-21-23; 22:37; Jn.3:16ff; Rom. 1:16; Eph.4; 1Cor.12:27; 15:24-28) [Start of Sun Tsu rewrite]
This poem’s ’bout days long since gone,
When satan thought he’d mosey on;
Perhaps in stages, maybe not –
He fell from heaven – far from the top –Of heap he thought he’d reach up for –
A ring of brass which he adored;
This chapter’s ’bout God’s actions then;
God’s estimate – so now, as then.“Can this be won? Let Me assess –
Then lay My plans; add up what’s best;
My strategy; big picture scene;
It’s best done now, good reckoning.”With survey done, to calculate
Opposing foes who could not wait,
But reached and took what should be given,
And who from heaven must now be driven.Christ said God could complete the house;
With fewer troops could Satan trounce;
The cost was all – totality –
But win they would, quite handily.Son, Jesus Christ, Field General,
Assesses now plans tactical
Before engaging through his folk
With satan’s hordes – time we awoke.For through this book we’ll watch the Christ
As He engages satan’s might,
And does it through His body (us –
If we’ll sign up to join the fuss).For Jesus has one task that’s left –
Destroy all powers of satan’s best;
The principalities around;
Authorities – smack them all down.So Lord, I’m glad God thought this out;
That You assess what’s all about,
Before You have us step into
Some messy scene, Your will to do.Impact of love; a gentle touch;
Forgiven past; a Father’s rush
To meet a wayward son returned;
Good news – salvation, given unearned.As hands and feet, Your body parts –
Your eyes and ears, and gentle hearts;
Your minds inspired by Your mind too
Your souls and bodies, bought by You.A unity, on Kingdom-layer,
With You the head in constant prayer
For world You loved, are loving still;
Our bodies turned to do Your will.Like those two boys in schoolyard scrap –
The good guy won – not left at that –
Instead of final punch at end,
Chucked under chin – and made a friend.Lord, thanks for Kingdom-layer right now –
A place to stand, grow up somehow,
Then by Your grace slide over ice
And try our neighbors to entice –To step up here on pinwheel’s pin;
Step from the constant whirling fins;
For grace to move on now with life
Engaged with You in love’s sweet fight.Thanks Lord for this.
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