We double lock our doors to keep the bad people out
We install peek-holes to decide whom we let in.
But what lies behind the door that can’t be seen
Is the sin that is hidden within.
Like when Cain opened his heart to anger
And then… took his brother’s life.
That incident left an indelible imprint
Life outside of God…he was doomed to wander
Searching for a home… for the rest of his life.
Christ the faithful door keeper knows this
So He stands at the doors opening…where sin lurks.
Jesus watches over the hearts of His Children
He helps us recognize sins odor…to shirk.
Doors may protect us some from harms way
Providing a false security.
So take God’s advice and be in Him
That’s where we all need safe to be.
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem