You were loudly living
On your final ninety pounds
Crosslegged on the south porch
With a bible in your hand
And when I prayed for healing
My father's words rang through the door
Son I don't think Jesus is in business
Of healing anymore
Well maybe he is occupied with other people's wars
Or he's organized militia to fight the war on Christmas
or maybe he's protecting our children from the gays
Who have promised to destroy this utopia we've made
In His name
In His name
In His name
The early fathers writing
To build a younger church up tall
Saying faith without the action isn't anything at all
I know perspective isn't static
Between what I see and what you do
But if you choose to stand by idly, then what does that make you?
Well I hear that you've been speaking through the man on the tv
And you've helped the Dallas Mavericks with their field goal percentage
So when my mother's doctor calls again with more bad news
It's an honest heart's reaction - who, my God, have you been listening to?
In His name
In His name
In His name
Honest hearts reaction. That's kinda where I am. I've been asking for God, if one such exists, to prove it. And not in some I see God in the trees and the birds and every breath I take type way. I want to experience something unlike any other that undoubtedly speaks to me of God's existence. I'd even settle for a Holy Spirit moment. But I'll be honest....I've experienced little moments every now and then that are so totally random to a point that keep me on the hook a bit longer. But i'm only holding the hook in my mouth, it's not stuck in my cheek.
I've heard many people talk about doing more. About living out their faith more. Something about this feeling that they aren't doing enough. I had someone ask me the other day what more they could do to fight against injustice, like I do in my writing. I never considered my writing as fighting any injustice. I just sit at the computer and ramble about what's on my mind. But I guess it is. I guess it's making others aware of the things I hear. If 100 people read this and each tell someone else who tell someone else...words spread. It almost makes what I say in these things a little more important. But the person that asked me what they could do, I can't answer that. This person is already a good person. They are already enough. But doing more is easy...speak up. When you see an injustice, speak up about it. When you hear someone speak hate, don't be silent opening the door for others to think you consent with the hate. This is why I suggest to the "good" christians out there you need to stop being silent if you don't like what how your faith is being represented. Especially from talking heads in D.C.
I heard a sermon yesterday from a pastor who dreams and prays of revival to happen. It was an honest plea. But if I could be honest. It's happening for you already. A major church expansion and building, an acquisition of another facility, several other churches using your teachings, and new people arriving weekly. Seems like a revival to me. Unless promotions, buildings, locations, and numbers aren't really revivals. Is not the revival of one lost soul enough?
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