(Revelation 4:9-11)
The God of love sat at His table
with coffee and a bagel.
He started a meditation
on His favorite creation.
Oh man,
Why can’t you follow the plan?
Instead of the Song of Solomon
a booty call.
Instead of My will be done
Everyone’s at the shopping mall.
Instead of the cross being My signature
it’s jewelry.
Instead of the Kingdom being the purpose singular
You invent a culture of fantasy.
Instead of forgiving those in our debt,
You demand your pound of flesh.
Instead of being living water wet
Your idol is Jesus Cash.
The God of love got up from His table
Left the bagel and gulped His coffee cold.
Walked over to a table of angels,
And asked, “Wanna go bowl?”
