Poems

Poem of Sandra Haynes: Black and White

If you should see in black and white, consider it a blessing,
For those who see in shades of grey, in time must come confessing,
For when it comes to right and wrong, there is no compromise,
The Ten Commandments point the way, if kept before the eyes.

Although our God is merciful, since truth is surely known,
Men should not be presumptuous, a wrongful choice to own.
For shades of grey will often cover subtle compromise,
Convincing self that things desired are right, within one’s eyes.

If you should compromise with sin, you’re on a slippery slope,
For God is never colorblind; don’t push the envelope.
No middle ground with God exists, whatever the temptation,
One only tends to fool himself with self-exoneration.

The only choice that one can make with no apology,
Is not to compromise the truth with loose theology.
God runs the universe in white; no shade of grey is fit,
To meet the heavenly standard or be a part of it.

Then stick with truth and all that’s right, and rise above the grey,
Though you be thought extreme by some, and narrow be the way.
Then make decisions thoughtfully; don’t deal in compromise,
Avoid the doubtful shades of grey; be seen by God as wise.

— Sandra A. Haynes

Poems

Sandra A. Haynes: True Love

The most twisted word in the language is love, when conferred on both ice-cream and God,
This ambiguous use is confusing at best, of all words misused on earth’s sod.
For love’s original meaning is lost, when applied to things inconsequential,
It detracts from the characteristics of love, which are vital and most essential.

For if God is love, as the Bible states, ice-cream is far down on the list,
For taste is a temporal, fleeting thing, while God is the fact we exist.
His Son sealed the true definition of love as He hung on His infamous tree,
In that He was willing to spend and be spent for beings like you and like me.

His act put a high definition on love, compared to all else we could choose,
For He left all the treasures that humans may crave, to suffer through pain and abuse.
For the essence of love is selflessness, which lavishes gifts on another,
It denies the self in deference to those who may need our help as a brother.

True love is not a feeling or whim or sentimentality,
But rather exists as a principal fact that guides eternity.
It’s not in getting but in giving away that a man gains utmost delight,
For love is the essence of living God’s way, which shares His merciful light.

No wonder the meaning of love is confused when we’re taught by voices around,
That to gather whatever treasures you can is where happiness surely is found.
The essential meaning of love is made cheap by the usage we lend it today,
And even in marriage, when misunderstood, it’s reduced to having one’s way.

The world would be a much better place if the emphasis placed on the self,
Would not be the focus of all that we do, nor the grasping of worldly wealth.
For the world has it backwards when it’s all about me, and others are left behind,
And it’s only in lingering there at the cross that the essence of love you will find.

— Sandra A. Haynes

Poems

Sandra A. Haynes: Evolution or the Bible?

When all around us shows design upon this earthly sod,
What foolishness it seems of men to say there is no God.
For who could spread the hills around with flowers that unfold,
Or grow the trees with majesty or form the mountains bold.

Some men insist that life evolved by tiny increments,
Or from a bang in outer space, which doesn’t make much sense.
For anything that’s seen is made by planning or design,
Explosion in a print shop will not printed works define.

It took a Master mind to thus create the things we see,
And no one else but God could now create someone like me.
It takes distorted thinking and a wild imagination,
To just imagine life has happened without cogitation.

It takes great faith for man to say life happened just by chance,
When simple reason would suggest there’s planning in advance.
For any object that can work, each part must be in place,
To say each part must thus evolve leaves egg upon one’s face.

If nothing here confirms your faith, gaze up to heaven above,
At the countless stars and galaxies as evidence of God’s love.
If that doesn’t work, please recognize creation’s not on trial,
But just admit that willfulness would rather choose denial.

— Sandra A. Haynes

Poems

Sandra Haynes: Prophecy

Prophecy is given ahead of time, before the facts come due,
So that when events occur in time, you’ll know that they are true.
For long before Messiah came, these prophecies were conceived,
An assurance for when they came to pass, that you would then believe.

Many instances of Messiah’s life were written by prophets before,
So that no one else could fulfill these facts, which for years were kept in store.
Crucifixion had never been heard of then, when His method of death was proclaimed,
Yet, a prophet had said, hands and feet would be pierced, and registered with His name.

Micah was told the place of His birth; Daniel told of His death, chapter nine,
The silver amount of betrayal was known; casting lots for His clothes was defined.
Many things of His life were predicted before, which for certain, we know have come true,
No other person who has ever lived, fits these facts as Messiah can do.

If you have some doubts of Messiah today, and all He’s accomplished for you,
Just open your Bible, and study the facts; you’ll find that each one there is true,
For no other name has been given on earth that can save you as Jesus the King,
Not your pastor or priest, not imam or pope, can deliver the hope Christ will bring.

Then what is your reservation, my friend? Can you doubt that Jesus is Lord?
For He’s coming soon to reward His friends; to others, He comes as a sword.
Don’t be found on the outskirts of what He’s prepared; a place is reserved for you,
Just give Him your heart, let this old world go, for shortly, His coming is due.

— Sandra A. Haynes

Poems

Our Father’s Business

“Wist ye not that I must be about My Father’s business?”
So spoke the Savior to His parents dear,
When they had lost their track of Him when on the temple trip,
Which filled their hearts with worry and with fear.

For suddenly, at the Passover feast, when Christ viewed the dying lamb,
He perceived in the animal sacrifice that He was the great I Am.
At twelve, He discovered His calling on earth was to do the Father’s will,
And thus, He accepted the mission on earth which He had come to fulfill.

This became His focus in life; to His ominous task, He was true,
For He represented His Father above in work which He would do.
He healed the sick, gave sight to the blind, and even raised the dead,
He caused the lame to walk again, and the hungry crowds He fed.

He understood by the sacrifice that He was the dying Lamb,
To be offered one day upon the cross, though He was the great I Am.
He walked alone upon the earth; His Father alone understood,
The challenge and hardships which He would bear, to bring His children good.

Do we not as Christians also have work which our Father would have us do?
Are we not compelled to share His love as a child of the Father, too?
We must be about the business of God; there’s no higher calling today,
Than to help our brothers near and afar as we go along life’s way.

For each has been given a talent or two, but not to lavish on self,
But rather to share what we know of God, the greatest source of wealth.
Then make God’s business that of your own, and share with all you meet,
That you can be found with them above when you, the Savior greet.

— Sandra A. Haynes

Poems

On a Mission: AWR

In foreign lands, they will be found: the team of AWR,
It’s hard for them to stay at home; they search for souls afar.
They venture out with mission clear: to share in darkest places,
The message of the gospel light to oft-forgotten races.

They search for men in foreign lands where most might fear to go,
To minister to those who should the God of heaven know.
With this in mind and love divine, with God-pod in their hand,
They spread the gospel of God’s love so men may understand.

In heathen villages they are seen where witch doctors abide,
They boldly state their cause for Christ and in His promise hide.
It’s then that miracles occur, for God will work in hearts,
To change the hardest soul that’s there; thus, evil will depart.

In confidence in God’s own word, they share the wondrous story,
Of Jesus’ dying on the cross, which then became His glory.
For hearts are warmed as people find the love of God is real,
As hope is planted in the soul, new joy is then revealed.

Though evil is strong and days are long, these missionaries know,
If they are faithful to the cause, God will His blessings show.
And one day, when the Lord returns, with joy, their eyes will see,
The souls that they have won for God for all eternity.

— Sandra A. Haynes