An apologetic poem

The Blueprint of Eternal Love

Love is patient, love is kind,

Love is not random, it is designed.

Not atoms colliding, not chaos combined,

But order and purpose, a pattern aligned.

If love feels designed, then pause and ask true:

Who drew its blueprint — and what does that mean for you?

Surely you recognize evil in the world,

Just watch the news and your head starts to swirl.

Hatred and violence, corruption, deceit—

Proof that mere chance cannot stand on its feet.

And if you rage at evil, let honesty say:

Doesn’t justice itself point a far higher way?

If love has a pattern, a plan from above,

Then somewhere there must be a Maker of love.

A mind that conceived it, a heart that still cares,

A God who designed it and answers our prayers.

If love has a Source, could that Source not be near—

Closer than questions, and stronger than fear?

But if God is eternal, how would He show

A love that forever continues to grow?

He entered our story, bore pain undeserved,

In Jesus, His blueprint of love is preserved.

If eternal love came, would you dare to believe

That such love was meant for your soul to receive?

The skeptic may ask, “If Jesus could save,

Why hang on a cross and let evil behave?”

What we could not see was far greater, because

Eternal love held Him—not gravity, not laws.

Not nails, not suspension, not wood, not the loss,

But love everlasting that stayed on the cross.

If love held Him there, could that love hold you too—

Forgiving, restoring, and making you new?

All have sinned and fall short of God’s glory,

Yet grace rewrote a redeeming story.

While we were still sinners, Christ died in our place,

Now justified freely, we stand in His grace.

No condemnation for those in His hand,

Nothing can part us from love’s holy stand.

You feel the fracture, the guilt, the decay—

Yet grace is still offered, the debt swept away.

And one day the blueprint will fully unfold,

A city of light with streets made of gold.

Every tear wiped, every sorrow undone,

Evil defeated, the kingdom begun.

“I am Alpha, Omega,” the Savior will say,

“Behold, I am making all things new—today.”

The door is still open, the call is for you:

Will you step through the blueprint and make all things new?