The Trumpet Sounds…

The harvest year rings, and the soulful weep,
Sin-filled laugh joyfully, as the reaper waits.
Time of harvest comes quickly to its close,
The sickle is raised, and ready to fall in woe,
Cleaving through unripe wheat to feed the fire.
The flame builds high as the last moment nears,
An ending to sinful strife, non gainful toil.
The fruitless shall end their laughter in torment,
Those that heed not the call, turning in merriment.
Down comes the harvester’s blade,
the hand of Gods fell angel is released.

The grain shall be removed, and the chafe burned,
The fire made hotter for the day has come.
Off the grain, rotted on the stalk untended,
The juiciness grapes of the vine, malnourished,
Let too long without water, to dry on withered branches.
The fire grows hot as the fuel is laid high,
And the heedless dance to the flames like moths,
mindless of the death to come.

Woe to man for the day has dawned,
The great day of Gods wrath on the enemy.
Judgment, judgment has come, the end is near to the door.
His hand stretches out to take His own to Himself,
All to be made new in a moments flashing.
While the evil weep in the torment they prepared themselves,
The flames they have fed all the years.
Woe to the fruitless as they praise their own worth,
Yet are without life in themselves.
They heard the call yet heed it not in their merriment,
Enjoying the laughter of the devils children,
Sin and greed, wealth and lust, a shadow of worldly pride.
Down the stem of thistle and thorn,
as well as the over ripe grain.

They stand in pride of works well done,
Unheeding the Hand that tended their needs.
They know not their root is filled with rottenness,
Decayed by their own willfulness and spite.
The good fruit is gathered in loving hands,
Removed from the burning field to come.
The first chime is sounded, the harvest begins,
The trumpet is yet to sound in warning,
And the flame laid to the stubble.
Down from the sky, fire then shall rain,
Burning and killing, in all its heedless pain.
All things shall end, in a blaze of fire,
as with mankind’s evil desires.

When nature itself is gone and done,
Who then will be left to cry, not one.
As the skies change from red to gray,
Life destroyed, in an eternal blaze, long prepared.
Who then shall mourn the loss of man,
When the trumpet sounds an end is at hand.
Not yet does the trumpet sound for man’s warning,
His anger not to it’s full.

The world’s children play in their greed,
Casting lies and curses as they were stones,
Their willfulness as it were laws to themselves,
They know not the fires burn against them.
They feed the flames in haste to seek the world,
Lusting for more, never satisfied, shouting in their greed.
With mocking laughter, the devil hands them dead seed,
And they feed from the woe of his hand.
Slowly the trumpet rises, the servent prepares to sound,
The earth stands still for a moments time,
silence felt in a hearts beating.

A flaming spark is set to the fuel heaped high,
Yet the souless dance on, heedless of they dispare,
Mindful only of their merriment, desire and lust for more.
The warning sounds, but they hear it not,
For the laughter of their evil way mocks on.
The trumpet sounds, they pause in fear,
Too late they see the flames rain down.
The trumpet sounds, the heap falls to,
Consuming the blooded wine of their mirth.
The trumpet sounds, and the flames rage high,
The souless reap the reward of their greed,
Shouting the torment of their eternal pain.
The Trumpet sounds, as the hater mocks on,
…laughing at man’s dispare.

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Beware… for when the final trumpet sound, I shall stand ready..
Sword in hand to do battle for my Lord…
and I shall stand victorious with my KING

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About JesusPuppy

Born in Kansas, with only basic education and learning, Ed Pennewell sought a Godly life in the world, and from the sorrow there, has placed his thoughts to written words. Taking the name JesusPuppy while in the mission field, his greatest goal in life has been to show God’s love and light to all he meets. He places his heart in the things he writes, in hopes they touch an other’s life and bring them hope. JesusPuppy is a simple man, working as a carpenter while writing praise to the Lord, living on the Northwest coast of United States of America. You can find further works as well as Ebooks from JesusPuppy at… http://www.faithwriters.com/member-profile.php?id=13847Or follow the weekly series here at Cypress Time.D14…D14 – Part 1: http://www.thecypresstimes.com/Article.cfm?articleID=20107  – D14 – Part 2 – The Dead Star: http://www.thecypresstimes.com/Article.cfm?articleID=20199 D14 – Part 3 – Rebirth (Pt1): http://www.thecypresstimes.com/Article.cfm?articleID=20400 D14 – Part 4 – Rebirth (Pt2): http://www.thecypresstimes.com/Article.cfm?articleID=20516 D14 – Part 5 – Adam’s Flock:http://www.thecypresstimes.com/article.cfm?articleID=20684D14 – Part 6 – Enoch’s Counsel (Pt1):http://www.thecypresstimes.com/article.cfm?articleID=20815D14 – Part 7 – Enoch’s Counsel (Pt2): http://www.thecypresstimes.com/Article.cfm?articleID=20912 D14 – Part 8 – Enoch’s Counsel  (Pt3) http://www.thecypresstimes.com/Article.cfm?articleID=20993 Beyond the Mirror, is a work in progress that will be added to as the new chapters are completed…Part One, The Wall of Fire, http://thecypresstimes.com/article/Faith/Christian_Fiction/BEYOND_THE_MIRROR_Part_1/21113 Part Two, Paradise Awaits,http://thecypresstimes.com/article/Faith/Christian_Fiction/BEYOND_THE_MIRROR_Part2_Paradise_Awaits/21205 Part Three, The Mirror of God, http://thecypresstimes.com/article/Faith/Christian_Fiction/BEYOND_THE_MIRROR_Part_3_The_Mirror_of_God/21277 You can also check out a few of my poems here as they go online at Cypress Times. It is a selection of Biblical poems and Psalms that speak of my praise to the Lord JesusPuppy Poetry page,http://www.thecypresstimes.com/SubSection/Poetry/Jesus_Puppy/530 Now you can look for the JesusPuppy story appearing in the Mission section of Christian Life.http://www.thecypresstimes.com/subsection.cfm?sectionID=497 Please feel free to comment on any and all articles written for CypressTimes. I welcome all comments or questions.

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