G.O.S.P.E.L.

It's the full story of life crushed into 4 minutes
The entirety of humanity in the palm of your hand crushed into one sentence
Listen, it's intense right
God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life
The greatest story ever told, that's hardly ever told
God. Yes. God
The maker and giver of life
And by life I mean any and all matter and substance
Seen and unseen
What can and can't be touched
Thoughts, image, emotions, love, atoms and oceans, God
All of it his handy work
One of which is masterpiece
Made so uniquely that angels looked curiously
The one thing in creation that was made with his imagery
The concept so cold
It's the reason I stay bold
How God breathed in the man and he became a living soul
Formed with the intent of being infinitely, intimately fond
Creator and creation held in eternal bond
And it was placed in perfect paradise til something went wrong
A species got deceived and started lusting for his job
An odd list of complaints, as if the system ain't working
And used that same breath he graciously gave us to curse him
And that sin seed spread though our soul's genome
And by nature of your nature, your species, you participated in the mutiny
Our. Yes. Our sins
Its nature inherited, lack in the human heart
It was over before it started
Deceived from day one and lead away by our own lusts
There's not a religion in the world that doesn't agree that something's wrong with us
The question is what is it?
And how do we fix it?
Are we eternally separated from a God that may or not have existed?
But that's another subject. Let's keep grinding
Besides trying to prove God is like defending a lion homie
It don't need your help, just unlock the cage
Let's move on how our debt can be paid
Short and sweet
The problem is Sin
Yes. Sin
It's a cancer. An asthma. Choking out our life force
Forcing separation from a perfect and holy God
And the only way to get back is to get back to perfection
But silly us, trying to pass the course of life without referring to a syllabus
This is us
Heap up your good deeds. Chant, pray, meditate
But all of that of course is spraying cologne on a corpse
Or you could choose to ignore it as if something don't stink
It's like stepping it dog poop and refusing to wipe your shoe
But all of that ends with how good is good enough?
Take your silly list of good deeds and line them up against perfection, good luck
That's life past your pay grade
The cost of your soul you ain't gotta big enough piggy bank
But you could give it a shot
But I suggest you throw away the list
Cause even your good acts are an extension of your selfishness
But here's where it gets interesting
I hope you're closely listening
Please don't get it twisted
It's what makes our faith unique
Here's what God says is part A of the gospel
You can't fix yourself, quit trying it's impossible
Sin brings death
Give God his breath back, you owe him
Eternally separated and the only way to fix it is someone die in your place
And that someone gotta be perfect
Or the payment ain't permanent
So if and when you find the perfect person
Get him or her to willingly trade their perfection for your sin and death in
Clearly since the only one that can meet God's criteria is God
God sent himself as Jesus to pay the cost for us
His righteousness, His death, functions as Payment
Yes. Payment
Wrote a check with his life but at the resurrection we all cheered cause that means the check cleared
Pierced feet, pierced hands, blood stained Son of Man
Fullness, forgiveness, free passage into the promise land
That same breath God breathed into us God gave up to redeem us
And anyone and everyone
And by Everyone, I mean Everyone
Who puts their faith in trust in Him and Him alone can stand in full confidence of God's forgiveness
And here's what the promise is
That you are guaranteed full access to return to perfect unity
By simply believing in Christ and Christ alone
You are receiving Life
Yes. Life
This is the Gospel
God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life