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caLLed

called
 
 
 
 
They tell me
some beseech me
To preach
Because I am convincing
Words come easy
I do not have to dig deep
You know your Bible
They tell me
I tell them
My Bible knows me
My God knows me
Knows how I love Him
Because I understand
The enormity
Of His presence
Without being visible
Sometimes when I pray
I am given words
Words I do not understand
I groan them
Oblivious of myself
They are torn from deep
Inside of me
Releasing them
Empties me
Removes the anger
Replaces it
With the knowledge
That it is Ok to be me
Moses was told
Not called
And was given
Spiritual gifts
And he did not
See the promised land
There are no guarantees
You see
Jacob cheated Essau
Out of his blessing
Abraham told
To burn his son
When you ask me
To preach
I do not
Because there is
A huge responsibility
My Dad died
Young with his boots on
It was a conference
At his church
He read his bible
Upside down
The maddening pain
Threatening to drown him
He soldiered on
He died
His family was left destitute
The body of Christ
The church
Soon forgot
Their Son who loved
His God until his
Last breath
And you ask me to preach
I was born on a Sunday
While he was preaching
He died on a Sunday
While he was preaching
And I did not know him
Cannot remember him
Buried the painful
Memories so deep
They cannot be coaxed
Even from my subconscious mind
And you ask me
And I answer
I was not called
My pulpit is my keyboard
My church the cyber space
People read me
People view me
I despise empty
Messages stuck on pretty pictures
I despise cyber blackmail
Coaxing me to love Jesus
With a simple click
When I love
Him with all my heart
And know Him
Personally
And knows He has no
Facebook presence
Your stupid
Veiled threat
Insults a King
My blind and deaf brother
My arrogant sister
You see it is better
I do not preach
Unleashing me
Is setting free
A powerful menacing
Word monster
That will fearlessly
Expose the lies
You are pedalling
In His name
So no
If preaching means
Standing behind a pulpit
On a Sunday morning
I shall not answer
The call
Because
I know
Me
Peace and love be with you
All the particles of the body of Christ
My brothers and sisters all
Forever
Amen
doulos
 


1 comment:

  1. I despise empty

    Messages stuck on pretty pictures

    I despise cyber blackmail

    Coaxing me to love Jesus

    With a simple click

    When I love

    Him with all my heart

    And know Him

    Personally

    And knows He has no

    Facebook presence

    Your stupid

    Veiled threat

    Insults a King

    My blind and deaf brother

    My arrogant sister

    You see it is better

    I do not preach

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