Ramble On

Life is short. Death is sure. Sin is the cause. Christ is the cure. So stay pure in spite of the world we’re in. Trample every snake, rat, and scorpion. Go bring it in...release fears, doubts, soul ties. Got fooled once (embraced Satan's lies). Can't fool me twice (my soul's the prize). He comes in disguise and takes the form of what we covet. You want it bad but can't commit (won't love it). We call this pride.

Most want the destination but aren’t down to ride.