Holy Gethsemane (pronounced Geth-sem-any)
Today is Father’s Day.
Soul riders and saints!
Let’s pray;
Give thanks and praise
With an attitude of gratitude.
To your father;
And our Father.
Riding M.t.b.
Our personal
Backyard Sea of Galilee.
King of Kings.
His anointed chain
Liberates
Peace, pace and pedal,
Link after link,
Ride upon ride.
Singletrack and singlefile.
Day in; day out.
Feels like it was
Meant to Be.
King of the Mt. B
Downhill feat.
Zeal and glee
Rocky descent;
Suddenly steep,
A fearful spill.
All riders did see;
All hearts stop, then beat,
Proclaiming: “OMG!”
Giving fame to His name.
A moment of truth.
Rise up,
Stand up
Without shame;
Shake the dust;
Check your body parts,
All in one piece;
Not even a loose tooth.
Hallelujah!
Dance footloose
For all to see.
Proclaim and give thanks.
Praise, it was meant to be.
Grace and mercy;
His blood on Calvary did spill.
You are proof.
Made stronger.
This is proof.
Gospel truth does reveal.
Bless your protein meal.
Mt. B truth,
King of Mt. B
Shower in His grace.
Next day; Ascend.
Thank Him for granny ring,
Climbing; suffering.
Upwards;
Mile upon mile.
Joyful grimace
Turns to smile.
Don’t be mum;
Shout “Woo Wee!”
Ponder and deduce:
No reason to be glum,
Tis’ more pleasant than
Baptism in lemon juice!
Hallelujah.
A moment of Truth.
Good times free for all
Just like Gospel Truth.
Transcend.
Day in, day out
Soul riders; saints.
Remember His Story;
Ride for the glory
Mt. B, public and free
Give fame to His name.
Peace and pace.
This is the ministry of Mt. B.
Descend, ascend, transcend.
Amen Amen.
Be blessed and be kept.
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