Aim and let fly.
Speeding toward the circle are three arrows.
As they slam into the target, you peer
To see how you fared.
The first went wide, the second low;
But the third split asunder the small red circle.
In life we aim for filfillment;
We put out crosshairs on contentment.
The first arrow is money,
But the cash doesn't flow from the circle.
The second arrow is Falsehood,
But the circle is pure Truth.
The final arrow is Faith, faith in the One
Whose blood colors the small red circle.
With Christ you cannot miss,
You will always be on target.
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