| By Brenda Lillie Something must come, I think. Something always will. Still, deeper into this thought I sink, Surrounded by static, stepping closer to the void. Have you noticed all the noise? We here, toiling and spinning Trying to do some soul winning. Getting caught up in the whir of today, Never noticing the slow decay. Stuck in the onslaught of chaos Not one moment left for careful thought In this world of “Listen to this!” “Hear that!” We are getting lazy and fat, Sitting inside our holy walls Afraid to answer God’s real call. To go and be His light To all of humanity. Instead we fight for our rights While the world sinks into insanity. “Hear me!” they cry, while they settle in to die. “They are the far left.” we sigh, and so we pass them by. No wanting to heed the call To be HIS LIGHT TO ALL! No room for mistakes. And so the earth shatters and quakes. No room to grow, we gotta just keep the status quo. Meanwhile under the heavy load of cares and pain. The world around us continues to strain. And so it goes, but still Something must come. Something always will CHANGE. |
Notes From the Vicarage 
Very nice, very thoughtful, much needed.
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Thanks Jane. I will forward your praise to Brenda!
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