It seems that the darkness of these days has even those of us who name the name of Christ so preoccupied. So focused on the woes. Perhaps we even believe we do God a service by reminding ourselves of their depravity.
Yet I picture my life before I knew the Lord or even now where I am looking to others more mature than I to see if they are drawing from the fountain of living water, ready to break the bread of life with me.
Is what we express on social media the outpouring of God in our lives? Or is it a discontent that we cannot be the spiritual giants for the Lord because the world could care less?
The following are random thoughts of one who is among the heathen, for I was one of them. I do not ever want to forget the thirst and hunger I had behind my facade of loving my sinful life.
Bread of Life and Living Water
Christian, I don’t need to be reminded of how wicked my world is,
I live among them I know, I’ve seen worse.
I don’t need to know how crazy we are in our hatred towards God,
Especially since you show hatred towards me.
Yes, I am your thorn in the flesh,
Resistant to what you say or claim.
The truth is I do not see anything different in you.
Look around you, see the dearth?
The famine is great despite our outward display.
Who will offer me the bread a life and living water that,
Is drawn from the depths of your devotion towards God?
It is easy to murmur and complain,
Doing it all from your “sanctified” state
It is another thing to say, “For this cause I die.”
Regardless, if I care or not, God’s word, where is it, alive?
It seems to me you’ve lost hope,
Since you are so concerned with me,
My wrong doing, my lifestyle, my hell.
Who will offer me the bread a life and living water that,
Is drawn from the depths of your devotion towards God?
You’ve already written me off,
And you know it.
What hope do you give me?
No wonder we are coming up with our definition of God.
We are trying to put the pieces together of what you once claimed.
Yes, we want it our way, don’t you?
How long have you been so focused on me?
That you have forgotten to focus is HIM,
So much so that I am your greatest point of conversation.
Who will offer me the bread a life and living water that,
Is drawn from the depths of your devotion towards God?
My point…stop talking about me and come talk to me.
Yes, it is a risk and it may cost you your life.
I may laugh at you, mock you and spit at you
I may even desire to crucify you,
But there is a possibility that your love for me
Will penetrate my hardened heart to
Taste the bread of life and living water
Drawn from your deep devotion towards, God.
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