The Vision Continues

I’m starting to think, every place that I am

   has a parallel action to veto or amend;

Is this then, The Board and I, a trustee,

   that has it’s specific part:

To grow straight and strong and not buy

   The Lie that stops me, before I can start?

Because, in the growing, as I’m plained and

     sanded, to be perfectly fitted in place;

An intricate part of His construction;

   Standing strong on His solid base. 

Then, I saw:

In a building, on the plush side of town,

   There’s a Board Meeting now in session;

A grey haired man, who must be the Head,

   has called for the board’s attention;

His clothes are the best; He’s very well dressed,

   thou his skeleton’s bent and lean,

and on the great table, a crystal bowl,

   filled  with some kind of jelly-beans;

No, wait a minute, I can see some writing

   on these multi-colored pills;

Not jelly-beans, but medication

   when He had his prescriptions filled...

to try to help the pain of the load,

   in running a place of this size;

His trustees have some share’s in this load,

   but, I notice that they have beside,

a bowl just like his, with some colored pills:

   The world’s system has multiplied! 

Yet, the greatest wonder, in what I am seeing;

   It’s the very same office that I had my meeting;

It’s end is collapse, on that foundation;

   That’s built-in to it’s design;

But, what is this saying for Jesus’ trustees;

   That company should have been mine;

One that was built upon His foundation,

   where profits are never stored;

I can see right now, this will take some training

   for me to sit on His Board!

Birthed from:

 Five A.M. Monday Morning

February 6^th, 2005