Work

In a great house there are not only vessels of gold and silver, but also of wood and clay, some for honour and some for dishonour…

I didn’t understand why it hurt so much

The weekend when Christians went wild

Tweets of “farewell” and crazy shouts back and forth

Declarations of “Heretic!” to your best friend

Divided souls leading supposed worship while standing next to each other on a stage for all to

Transparently see

There is no love.

…become the kind of container God can use to present to any and every kind of gift to his guests for their blessing…

My soul cried

But I didn’t understand

Why it hurt me so

And now weeks later

I realise

this brought up feelings of times ago

A friend trying the new

The different

Shut down

With words of philosophical differences

Ostracised

Pushed out

My heart felt ripped

Divided between these two sides

When we were supposed to be one

…Run away from infantile indulgence. Run after mature righteousness – faith, love, peace – joining those who are in honest and serious prayer before God…

And the battle lines were drawn

And we faced off

In heated debates

with spiritual pretexts

All a front

For the corruption and darkness of our own

Human hearts

Our brokenness displayed for

too many to see

Tears falling from

too many confused and innocent eyes

…refuse to get involved in inane discussions; they always end up in fights…

The devil rolls his head back

Letting out cackling laugh

As his work is being done

by us

His enemies people

Whose side are you on?

…God’s servant must not be argumentative, but a gentle listener and a teacher who keeps cool, working firmly but patiently with those who refuse to obey…

His taunt fills the air with

Thick smoke that chokes

But it isn’t second hand

We lit that fire

…You never know how or when God might sober them up with a change of heart and a turning of the truth, enabling them to escape the Devil’s trap…

Whose side are you on

When you speak before you love?

…where they are caught and held captive, forced to run his errands.

green words from 1 timothy 1:20-26 (copyright NKJV & The Message)