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She's Slow But Sure.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Why is the growth in churches slow?

Why is the bride seen frail?

Why when she fights her deadly foe?

So many land in jail

 

Throughout the globe, she’s televised

Throughout the world, she’s seen

Squabbling moaning and scandalised

Unlike a righteous queen

 

Not to offend, preachers tell lies

They’ll blaspheme Jesus’ name

While docile sheep still die like flies

Wallowing lost in shame

 

Though God said this and still says that

While those of Christ agree

The tares today grow sleek and fat

Amidst the flock born free

 

Through foolishness, we lose respect

Through selfishness our place

Now some believe we’re one more sect

With egg upon our face

 

Another trend another cult

Another dream gone stale

Still, they’re blind to The True result

The Christ can never fail

 

So praise The Lord a few still rise

Amidst this world of strife

Striving to open children’s eyes

Guiding them into life

 

The world may think it can’t be done

The church will fail and die

United though through Christ God’s Son

We’ll grow to soar on high.....

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Submitted: Friday, December 1, 2017

Last Updated: Friday, December 1, 2017

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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