Taken too many shots, maybe I should be immune to these feelings.
Instead, I'm left with deferred dreams of my risen King.
I can only imagine, what I never thought I would.
Us, mentally stammering with excuses.
Truth is, we've been Ruthless.
She told Naomi wherever you go, I'll follow.
Hollow words we repeating on Sundays,
so hollow actions are what we doing on Mondays.
Do we even care?
When did the least of these become villains in our own city?
We cover up with excuses,
"they deserve it, the government should do more, our system is broken."
No wonder the world thinks we phony, they see the cracks in our foundation.
Painting our faces with blanket statements showing just how little we really know.
Inside though, it's business as usual, "we're believing God to reach the universities, the unreached people groups, every city in the Triangle."
Pep rallies in pews.
Let's be honest,
Why do you want to reach Muslims?
Is it because they're missing out on freedom and life that only Jesus can bring?
Or is your hope that people who look different from you, can adopt your views, and be made as tools to shape the world you want to see?
I aint so simple as to miss the subliminal.
So miss me with the spiritual, talk, as a guise to justify your culture values.
I'm cool.
I only came because of Jesus.
I'm sick of the insincerity.
We were received with open arms, but our arms remain crossed to the ones who need to be allowed inside.
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