A Plea : Not Only For
You But Also For Me
Always having to bail us out;
Always listening to fears and doubts;
He said believing has to be, the mixing of faith with unity;
First, in my body, soul and spirit; Then, confirming signs,
so that others can hear it;
I mean, hear the good new and see it too:
That Jesus ate death for me and for you;
I doubt that parasites could exist, with such a response
from my spirit as this;
Moses didn’t spend much time persuading;
The wonders were right up in their face;
Like the snake on the pole, so that they would know:
You are blessed, now get in on the race...
and take the giants and take the land;
It was evident then, that God was at hand.
That was then and this is now;
The one that was promised came;
According to scripture, all is completed
and nothing should be the same!
Near as I can tell, they had their own plan
and desired to go to that other land;
I imagine they wanted to crucify Moses`
and blamed him for rocking their boat;
I understand that rebellion gained ground;
They even took up a vote;
They all were servants but we are sons;
That would have changed, had they listened;
Then I asked myself, How well do I hear/
What really, is my position?
And is “going back” really the issue?
Have I ever really begun?
How many giants have I overcome
for the love of The Holy One?
Will corporate unity ever play out?
And with more than just nodding our heads;
Yet, I hear so very few questions asked;
Rather, justification instead.
Be careful that stand; It isn’t God’s plan;
The “good new” of His Kingdom’s chained too;
He wants an explosion with His power released
on the inside, then outside of you;
Well, how can that happen when I pretend all is well?
You’ll develop your own doctrines and leave victory in Hell.
Think back on when all things fell apart;
You ran like a chicken and that was the start...
of hiding exposure; to blame someone else
for your road to “rightness”; It’s safe on that shelf!
But, is it really? I ask you this: Have you dealt with fears?
Does excitement exist? Stagnation makes bodies
wither and decay;
Have you multiplied bread so far that way?
Or has this become a parable, in the midst of your
I remember a time when that wasn’t true;
Love, then, had great expectation.
I can almost hear the response to this:
I was young, then and now I’m mature;
That wasn’t the part that was suppose to die;
You killed your expectation, sir;
But, I found someone that went on and survived;
That, at very great odds, kept God’s Love alive
and he’s still going on; It’s starting to spread:
The seed; The sprout; The tree...
raised from the dead!!!
Conversation at The Red Rooster
February l4th, 2005