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“The Point of Christianity”
I just heard a particularly mindless quote on Christian radio. It went something like this (best I remember): “The point of Christianity is neither in self-improvement nor gaining knowledge, but in Christ-likeness.” Source Forgotten
You Are Not Done
You are not doneFinding out the Many great thingsThat can be found outFrom the Bible. But I should tell youThat some will want youTo have the impressionThat you are, so as toTo keep you from digging further—Where you will discover … Continue reading
When the Worries of this World
When the worries of this worldHave grown too strong and woe’s unfurledAnd drives me from my normal placeIn search of some relief,
He’s Got a Burr Under His Saddle
He’s got a burr under his saddle,And it makes him grumpy by himselfAnd with the other horses.
They Go After
They go after something that is not for themWhile neglecting something that is.So they come up short.Twice.
Once He Decided
Once he decided to forgive her incorrigible sins—For conviction that such is the right mindTo have about one’s fellow human—He quickly found himself quiteDisinterested in rehearsing The lot of them anyLonger with hisConfidants,For thereWas No Point in it.
God Forbid!
God forbid that Jesus should ever adopt anyNon-negotiable opinion about some matter of religion,For if he did, how could he possibly be the all-accepting sponsorTo all the disagreeing camps who insist on calling themselves his own?
If No One
If no one were afraidTo tell a friend the truthWe could all be blessed by it—Except, of courseThat not many alwaysConsider the truth to be A blessing.
She Gives in Buckets
She gives in buckets—Pouring herself out dailyEven though she totallyKnows the routine by now—That when he givesIt’s usually with an eyedropper,And even then, it’sOnly when he finds itStrategically necessary. And he does his bestNot to think anythingOf the huge difference … Continue reading
What Is Yours
What is yoursIs not. Not really. At some pointYou have to let it all goAnd settle accountsWith the ownerOf all things.