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We Call Ourselves Christian?



We call
ourselves Christian?
But what does
that mean to God?

People can't tell
us apart
from this world
anymore
we have become
so slipshod.

Where is
the joy
of the Lord
we may
wear on our face?

Where is the
greatest
gift of all
~ Love ~
We are
told
to embrace?

How can
anyone tell,
we have
the Light
of the Lord,
on our inside?

When we see
a hurting
person pass us
and from them,
we
try to hide.

We have
come so far
away
from God's best,
His
agenda today.

I feel
His
aching
heart inside
of me
and
He has much
to say.

Listen people!!!
we are
running
out of time

What
are we doing
to seek the lost
and
into their darkness
we climb?

These words
are not
meant
to heap
any
condemnation
on any
of you.

I just
feel the
call of Him,
rumbling in my
spirit,
and to God
I must be true.


Debra McGee Trammell
11-02-04

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