Whom will post a no
Whom will accuse me of being out of the know
When you are the branch, and He is the vine
It is wasteful to quibble about details on His time
For what is God seeing?
The people He has redeemed
Picking up their chains
Hurling arrows, causing stain
Whom that was free is now sentenced to the grave?
Simply from a decision to turn away from God and willfully behave?
I know, we don’t know the extent of His mercy
Read your Bible
Don’t skip the ugly parts
Upon those chosen for heaven’s crown
We are no different than the Israelites
Who were created precious in His sight
Yet over and over again we demand what we think is right
While He is patient
And not returning with fire in His eyes
Repent, yes me too, not just you
Repent for we are a people who have gone astray
Haughty, indignant seeking our own way
Jesus promises to make a Way
So lay down every idol, pride, politics, coming against others … if you call that having a say
Repent and turn
From the wrath of His fire preparing to burn
Writing is a way for me to continue to worship God in the midst of this world’s mess. He gives me poems to share, and His purpose will be accomplished whether with the words He gives me or those in His Word. There is no one more mighty, more holy, more righteous than our One True God. I will proclaim and share His name wherever He sends me to do so.
Pray on, brothers and sisters.