Monthly Archives: August 2012

Divide & Conquer: Christian Denominations (Poetry)

Christians need to erase their own lines if they want unbelievers to cross over the many we have drawn between ourselves! It’s about serving God not our opinion!


The Race

A poem I decided to speak, instead of just sharing the written form. Hope you all enjoy! It’s mirrored off of [Ecc. 9:11]

God Didn’t Give Us Breath to Merely Hold It In

We are.. to go out and make disciples of all nations

Free the slaves trapped on the devil’s plantation

I was just about to step out on the dirt,

When fellow Christians held me back, stating that they’re not worth the hard work.

Here I was, plow in hand, God in mind, and you’re saying the only
salvation I should be worried about is mine?

Selfish, but maybe they were right. After all, God has given everyone the key to escape their own plights.

But.. if I could just sow these seeds, they just might… wake from this night blindness, gain sight, to see..
that they have someone they can confide in..

They said that I’d risk my chances of being entangled again with the yoke of bondage.

That’s when I was provoked to stop this nonsense.

Whom do you think is compelling me to desire to see these people set free?

Were you not once chained to death yourself?

Now, remember who it was that gave you help.

Who stepped in, despite your sins, when everyone else claimed you had met your end?

What if that same person, said you were undeserving, and passed you by?

Wouldn’t you still be on the other side, hurting?

Hoping that one day someone helped you carry your burdens?

Wouldn’t you still feel like an orphan, all alone, unaware of a Father waiting for you to come home?

God didn’t give us breath to merely hold it in, that’s why the Church is suffocating.

When we should be resuscitating those headed to their death beds.

Now remove the devil out of your own heads and realize that this doubt you speak only shows that you too are weak.

The stones in your hands weren’t meant to be thrown, they’re meant to be placed as part of the foundation surrounding His throne.

This knowledge isn’t meant to be hidden, it’s meant to be given, to all who lack.




If we repent for the same sin, are we really sorry?  Does God’s grace have an end, will he pull back the hand that He extended the first time we failed to acknowledge Him?  The eighth time we broke our promise, so we could please man, did He say, I’m giving up on them?  When we heard Him knocking, and locked the door, did He say, I’m not returning to this place anymore? The Holy Spirit convicted our conscience, and we shut him out, did that keep God from continuing to open His mouth? We turned a blind eye to the man on the corner asking us for change, not realizing it was Jesus, and it wasn’t money he wanted, did He take back our blessings, the ones we flaunted, and threw at the ladies on stage, who were probably hurt at a young age by the same type of perverse mind that led you to that place? The answer to all these questions is No. Two letters that are too rarely put together, against a flesh and clever devil. Yet, spoken in advance when we decided to make plans that we knew went against God’s standards, which we burned up, when we chose temporary satisfactions, over everlasting joy, peace, heaven…is His love not enough?