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House of Prayer




A building in front of me
Looked like a church
So I went inside
To begin my search...

Searching to find
If it was blessed
or cursed~
Did the people in here love God?
Or more- the money in my purse…

Constant sounds of murmuring
And of senseless strife
Would echo off the walls
Disrupting my commune
With our Lord of Life.

Something wrong here
Has been sown…
And not of our Lord,
No- not of His own.

If I started to pray …
Could God hear me now
Or would my words
just stop and fall -
Something quite similar
To the dismal "dropped call."

I walk outside
Under His sky
And breathe deep the air…
Sensing He is now
Able to receive my prayer.

Church buildings will shake
that are filled with pride
for nothing is hidden
that won't be revealed…

Are you certain your church
Is blessed and Spirit-sealed?



Luke 19:46
Saying unto them, It is written,
My house is the house of prayer:
but ye have made it a den of thieves.


Revelation 2:29   He that hath an ear,
let him hear what the Spirit
saith unto the churches.

Julie Pisacane © 2007







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