November 2, 2025

~ IT WAS A MYSTICAL HAPPENING ~

For a man troubled with fears
and doubts Growing up in a
medieval era in a German
village Centuries ago Under
fear of a vengeful god who
didn’t care A strict mother
overburdened With children
A father bent on his son’s succuess
Sending him to Erfurt a School of
Learning

~ lEAVING HIS HOME ~

A bolt of lightning and thunder
threatened his life On bended
knees he knelt Promising God he
Would become a monk Viewing his
cry for help He could never break
his vow From all he had ever
known His father refusing to
speak Entering a monastery The very
next day Committing his life to
Confession and Prayer

~ INDULGENCES AND PRAYERS ~

Wih fear and tremblings Taught
to pay To save himself and His loved
ones from Purgatory and Hell
Long pilgrimages And blood stained
feet Each step seeking Mercy and Grace
That he would be SAVED
BUT IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH1

~ A LOVING GOD BESIDE HIM ~

To reveal a Holy Truth That released him
from bondage TO declare to all we are
saved by GRACE Alone and Nothing
ELSE
In a monastery tower Martin Luther
opened a book to the Words
“The Just Shall Live By Faith” *

* Book of Romans 1:17

~ THE VERY GATES OF PARADISE ~

AND he said ” I felt Like the portals
of light streamed from the
Heavens And I had entered through
the Gates of Paradise”
What Good News for all of those
who have lived In fear and
Doubt Of acceptance We are
Saved by FAITH ALONE

“Our Hearts are glad all grief has flown
Since we are saved by GRACE ALONE”

A Humble monk Martin Luther began
The Great Protestant Reformation In the
Month of October 31 in the YEAR 1517

~ IT WAS A MYSTICAL HAPPENING ~

For a man troubled with fears
and doubts Growing up in a
medieval era in a German
village Centuries ago Under
fear of a vengeful god who
didn’t care A strict mother
overburdened With children
A father bent on his son’s succuess
Sending him to Erfurt a School of
Learning

~ lEAVING HIS HOME ~

A bolt of lightning and thunder
threatened his life On bended
knees he knelt Promising God he
Would become a monk Viewing his
cry for help He could never break
his vow From all he had ever
known His father refusing to
speak Entering a monastery The very
next day Committing his life to
Confession and Prayer

~ INDULGENCES AND PRAYERS ~

Wih fear and tremblings Taught
to pay To save himself and His loved
ones from Purgatory and Hell
Long pilgrimages And blood stained
feet Each step seeking Mercy and Grace
That he would be SAVED
BUT IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH1

~ A LOVING GOD BESIDE HIM ~

To reveal a Holy Truth That released him
from bondage TO declare to all we are
saved by GRACE Alone and Nothing
ELSE
In a monastery tower Martin Luther
opened a book to the Words
“The Just Shall Live By Faith” *

* Book of Romans 1:17

~ THE VERY GATES OF PARADISE ~

AND he said ” I felt Like the portals
of light streamed from the
Heavens And I had entered through
the Gates of Paradise”
What Good News for all of those
who have lived In fear and
Doubt Of acceptance We are
Saved by FAITH ALONE

“Our Hearts are glad all grief has flown
Since we are saved by GRACE ALONE”

A Humble monk Martin Luther began
The Great Protestant Reformation In the
Month of October 31 in the YEAR 1517

A big day of celebration sometimes
overshadowing another day
(And probably few will take the
time to read this post in light
of the excitement caught up
in the world)
A Celebration on October 31, 1517
A freedom that stunned the world!

FOR centuries this World lay in darkness
and fear of perdition tormented by
Religious heiarchy demanding men
pay indulgences to save
themselves and loved ones
from purgatory and hell!!

It was a mystical happeningfor a man
troubled with fears and doubts
Growing up in a medieval era in a German
village. One day traveling from his
home to Erfurt a violent storm
with thunder and lightning striking
close by in terror he called out
for help vowing to become a monk! !

~To Be Continued~

A gale came up – the wind blew
The old weakened fence almost
rent in two
Now it is bent and ready to fall
To collapse, part of the fence
must take up the slack!

Sitting on a bench, surveying the damaage
Like the fence the load is too heavy
and we fall
And I questioned
Why are some of us strong and some weak
And some have no hope at all?
But the battle is not for us to keep . . . *