A Respite

Tragically befallen, to gaze the divide

Miserly remains, our idolatry, pride

The kernels of hope languish weak and ablaze

Confusion corrodes, our faith in a daze

 

What’s to be done with our hatred, entranced

Brick walls and ceilings, nowhere to advance

Neighborhood watch, the fear on our streets

The enemy’s lurking, so poised to defeat

 

Our fate was decided, in old days of yore

The heart so deceitful, no love or control

The children are raised with no honor or shame

There’s death on our streets, but there’s no one to blame

 

We’re tired, deflated, there’s anger to quell

If this be the promise, it seems more like hell

What happened to joy, peace, love, and the rest

Is this what we’ve got, Lord, is this truly a test

 

So easy to say that it’s You and not me

‘Twas You gave us will, to choose and be free

We should stop complaining that You are not good

Or if You had power to right it, You would

 

Epicurus’ dilemma, surmised by Dave Hume

Like squares in a round peg, no logic or room

To justify goodness, while evil, we face 

Is God really up there, the why’s, we can’t place

 

The answer is Jesus, a teacher or fraud

A lunatic, liar or wait, could be God

Who hung on a cross, wasn’t me, wasn’t you

If He, resurrected, then Lord, must be true

 

The “righteous” seek answers, it’s proof that they need

But, best live in darkness with lies that we feed

No worship, Messiah, Christianity’s dead

So many religions, many mouths to be fed

 

The path up the mountain, with numbers and rules

If that be your faith with remarkable tools

To pray everyday, give tithe, and be glad

You’ll work your way up there, your sweat to be had

 

If goodness you seek then, you’ve found it yourself

Then place this Christ, Jesus, alone on a shelf

But, if you want honesty, truth in display

Salvation through Jesus for He is the way

 

Through troubles and sufferings, the turmoil it brings

The god that you prayed to was lost in your sin

 And if you seek solace, a respite, a wisp

Then don’t search for Jesus, you’re too ill-equipped

 

For rest in the Savior is permanent, see

Relationship governed, eternally freed 

Your heart that He’s after, with love on His face

Amazing this God then, amazing His grace