Hell Bound Train

A road weary Biker, Lay on a barroom floor

Having drunk so much he could drink no more,

And he fell asleep, with a troubled brain.

He dreamed that he rode the Hell-bound train

The engine, with blood, was red and damp,

The cabin was lit with a brimstone lamp,

An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones,

The furnace roared with a thousand groans.

The boiler was filled with whiskey and beer,

And the devil himself was the engineer.

The passengers were such a motley crew,

Church member, Atheist, Gentile and Jew.

Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in rags,

Handsome young ladies and withered old hags,

Yellow and black men, red and white,

Chained together, it was a terrible sight.

Faster and faster the engine flew,

Wilder and wilder the country grew,

Louder and louder the thunder crashed;

Brighter and brighter the lightening flashed.

Hotter and hotter the air became,

Until the clothes were scorched on human frame.

And at the throttle they heard Satan yell,

"Ha! Ha! Ha! We're nearing Hell."

And Oh, How the passengers shrieked with pain

For the devil to stop the hell-bound train.

But he roared aloud and danced with glee.

He laughed and joked at their agony.

"Faithful friends," he said, "you've done my work

And I can never a payday shirk.

You have bullied the weak and robbed the poor,

And turned the hungry from your door;

You've gathered wealth where canker rust,

And given full vent to your devilish lust.

You drank and rioted, cheated and lied,

And mocked at God in your foolish pride.

You paid full fare, so I'll see you through,

For its only right that you get your due,

For every laborer is worth his hire,

And the wages of sin is the lake of fire.

For in your life you were worldly clever

And now you'll be tormented forever."

Suddenly the Biker awoke with a horrible cry;

His clothes soaked wet, his hair standing high.

And he prayed as he had never prayed until that hour,

To be delivered from hell and the devil's power,

He began to read God's word and not in Vain,

For he obeyed Christ and never rode the hell-bound train.

Brothers; we must realize the truth of the reality of Hell. Hell is just as much of a reality as Heaven. They were both created by God, but have two different purposes. Heaven is where God has taken up residence during this dispensation, and Hell was created for Satan and his demonic host. The Bible, our source of Truth, states that there are two roads that we may choose from. (Matthew 7: 13-14)One is a wide and easy road; the other is a narrow difficult road. Nobody knows roads better than bikers. We have all been on a strait, flat freeway where we can crank the throttle and relax. We have also been on twisting narrow roads that are full of potholes and bumps where we have to be alert to everything around us. Jesus said that the road to hell is a wide easy road and many will take it. But the road that leads to life (abundant life on earth, full of Gods promises, and eternal life, ruling and reigning with Him in heaven) is narrow and difficult. As we enter into a new year, we have choices to make every day. Christianity is not for the weak or feeble. If we want to enjoy and fulfill Gods best plan and purpose for our life, we need to choose the narrow, difficult road. Stay focused on Him; use the light of His word to guide you. Watch out for the potholes and debris that Satan and his demons place in the path to trick you and get you off of the road to life. Do not be led into darkness, always and in all things choose life and light over darkness and destruction. Stay on the narrow road and your life will be blessed along the way and the destination will be well worth the trip.

May God bless you and keep you on the road this year as we work together to bring others into the kingdom through the narrow gate.

Bro.LeRoy, MN