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Featured blog: Daniel Spaite

3 Mar

The FIRST featured poem of the August Reads blog is a real blessing by budding poet, Daniel Spaite from Visalia, California, a student at Point Loma Nazarene University. A brilliant example that one might liken to e.e. cummings’ use of case to accentuate and emphasize meaning, I can’t help but read it out in a rap-esque rhythm! I found this poem startlingly powerful and I hope it makes you think too.

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Christ Alone

The idiocy of hypocrisy has long been hurting the church we see,
Because the fact is, people want consistency.
Are christians hot or cold? Are we in, are we out?
I mean Katy Perry was christian till she realized money is what it’s really all about.
And Usher confessed that by God he is blessed,
But confessions part 2 showed his love life’s a mess,
Maybe we shouldn’t look at pop stars I guess,
So who is next?
Our christian politicians never lie right?
And they definitely would never cheat on their wives.
Sorry Bill and Arnie, but I’m sure you had some good nights.
So who do we watch when these folks fail?
It doesn’t help that most of our priests are in Jail,
And when things get rough lots of pastors just bail,
Maybe they’ll send a postcard in the mail…
And it’s true, the church is where the worst of them go:
The greedy, the cocky, the sleazy, the hoes,
And everybody knows,
But they put on quite the show!
And me?
I’m the worst of them all,
I call them all out and do nothing but fall,
My ego’s so big yet my opinions so small,
I mean unless I find my worth in dodge ball.
And I sit in judgement every chance I get.
I know the Bible because I read it,
And I’ll tell you you’re wrong if you mess up one bit,
Plus, If I know I’m right I won’t give a shit…
 

But I’m wrong, oh so wrong!
How I wish those attitudes would get the clue and be gone,
And that Katy Perry would sing Godly songs,
That old Bill Clinton was faithful and strong.
That our priests would stay Holy,
Our pastors stay put,
And not let some money move them afoot.
 

But we also must see that through the ages, consistency,
Is the only thing true in hypocrisy,
Because the one without sin should cast the first stone,
But the One without sin is Christ alone.
He was and is the only Way,
Not getting paid,
Not getting laid.
Not “winning” at life,
Or having a million friends,
But realizing that our Glory is only in Him!
Because hypocrites are not idiots,
We all have fallen short and we both know it.
You’re a hypocrite and so am I,
And chances are that will be true till the day that we die,
And the churches will never see the plank in their eye,
But the Church, Big “C”, will always be the Body of Christ,
The Beautiful Bride, attempting to save one life at a time.
 

So give the Church a chance,
Just be warned in advance,
christians will fail, we have since the fall of man,
Just like Adam and Eve, we will eat the fruit from that tree,
But we are not saying “Come follow me”,
Rather Jesus Christ, the One who dies in John 3:16,
He longs for our hearts, the lost AND the saved!
Only He can facilitate the hypocrites’ change.

The Zeroing of the Heart

25 Feb

Visiting the Middle East (or parts of Luton) you are sure to hear the five-times-daily call to prayer. When you first hear it, it is striking, even startling and it is always different as each muezzin who leads the call is specific to that particular area. When I landed in Lebanon recently, it caught me by surprise when travelling through downtown Beirut traffic. Immediately I rolled down my window from the backseat in the dusk of the day to listen in. In all my travels to Jordan and Lebanon I have learned something about the appreciation of the call.

The Zeroing of the Heart

I was sitting in the backseat when I heard it:
that melancholy sound, being led through the night.

No – I was riding through the streets in the blackness of the unknown city
when I lent my ear to name that haunting tune and as it came to me,
it kissed my ears.

No – I was journeying in the wide world when it came (as things do)
and I opened my ears/eyes/mind/heart to the angelic tune – the call.
And realising what it was, dancing through the air
like a heavenly lullaby, it began teaching me:
I am not alone but I am responsible;
I am human and I am not;
I am here.

It reminds me to look within and with
outward focus,
to quiet my heart
and simply listen,
to free myself
with unashamed permission,
to reduce the fighting thoughts,
to bring myself back to that beautiful zero.

Then, I will be filled.