Cookie Cutter Christian
I'm not a cookie cutter Christian, a tie makes me feel bound;
My pew is usually empty, but outside the Church I have found.
At night, when I recapitulate about this day and where I've been;
I see my shortcomings, my failures, my mistakes, they are called sin.
God's Spirit through the Blood of Christ frees me from myself;
As at God's mighty Throne, I find His gold, which is true wealth.
Sometimes I wish I was like a sheep walking with others in the Lord;
This is not the soul within me, this was not meant to be my reward.
I am a wandering soul, yet not too far from God's love and care;
At that final roll call, I believe with all my heart that I will be there.
Faith comes in many flavors, mine is that delicious Rocky Road;
I'm not a cookie cutter Christian, but you will find me carrying my load.
Thank you, Doris /countrypoet
for your encouragement on this poem.
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