Lost Focus

Mark 7:7 And in vain they worship Me,
Teaching as doctrines the commandments of men.


Does your Bible translation really matter?
Will it change who’s your Master?

Does it matter where you go to church?
For two times a year, you do put in a lot of research.

Does it matter that you understand the Trinity?
As long as is it isn’t the
Money, Sex and Power obscenity.

Does your church looks down
at some baptisms as subequal?
Come on guys!
It’s not a secret initiation ritual.

What’s up with the fish on your car?
Does it protect you on the way home from the bar?

Is someone waging war on Christmas Day?
Oh, Santa will find them out and make them pay.

Worship music selection.
Who to vote for in the next election.
The prosperity gospel is so perverse.
Oh, this poem is just gone from bad to worse.

So I’m just gonna sing:
I'm coming back to
the heart of worship.
And it's all about You ,
All about You ,
Jesus. [1]

Footnote:
1 - Heart of Worship (1999) ; Matt Redman

Conventional Wisdom 30 AD

Matthew 3:7-12 (John The Baptist)

His daddy was a priest
Now this pastor’s kid has turned into a beast.
Calling me and my friends snakes,
“Repent,” he screams and shakes.

At the Temple, we study the Torah
and rejoice.
He tells us with our noses in the Book,
We’ll never hear His voice.

We reply: “We are God’s original franchise.
Why do you antagonize?
Abraham started our nation.
John, you’re headed for damnation.”

And stop washing those whores in the river
Just seeing that gives me a shiver.
Stop polluting the Jordan I pray,
or I’m going to have to call the EPA.

He tells us, God’s anger is set on desecration
and then there will be a service of cremation.
John, we ain’t gonna burn,
Cause God said not ashes
but unto dust we shall return.

As far the One who is greater than you,
Whose sandals you can’t undo.
After He listens to your tale of the coming wrath,
Send Him to us and we’ll set Him on the right path.

The first color

Genesis 1 (Creation)


The first Sunday School lesson

back from summer vacation

was to make a drawing

of your favorite day of creation.


There were pictures of planets, plants and seas

and all the animals were tamed.

There was one kid who started his canvas

with just a thick black frame.


I asked as I passed by,

“Can’t decide on which day?”

”No, I’m finished,” was his reply.

“Because didn’t God say:

“Let there be white?”

MY OWN WORST ENEMY

PSALM 51:3 (NLT)

For I recognize my rebellion;
it haunts me day and night.

O LORD, I bring forth my enemy.

He hurts, misleads and troubles me.

Lord have mercy on the terrorist in my soul,

for You alone can heal me.

Amen.