In Control


	In Control We read it in the paper we hear it on TV, Scientists are sounding the alarm of what might come to be. “There is a chance so we must prepare,” they say, Should an asteroid strike the earth and end the world as we know it today. They worry us for nothing because their faith is just to low, They just don’t understand that my God is in control. They scan the darkened sky looking for the doomsday rock, If only they would read God’s word so their heart He could unlock. The end cannot be until my God says it is so, Why can’t they understand that my God is in control? JRS © 3-16-01 The "Okie" Poet All poemsQuestions or Comments All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved