I used to go to church, and listen from the pews,
study the Good Book, and pay my tithes and dues.
The sermons got less interesting, they weren’t about me,
I thought about things I was missing, like radio and TV.
I tried going to church less often, like every other week,
but it didn’t produce the results, I wanted to seek.
So, I decided to attend services, once a month or so,
yet, it didn’t make a difference, I didn’t want to go.
When Advent came, I thought I might want to attend,
but Christmas came and went, without church in the end.
The year rolled by, I didn’t make time for the LORD,
it wasn’t I didn’t want to, but something I couldn’t afford.
Now I’m feeling a loss, beyond words I can describe.
an emptiness in my soul, brought on by selfish pride.
Did I think I could do it by myself, without my creator?
Was it the hardest of my heart, that made a dictator?
Do I really know what’s best for me, to rule my life?
Am I a good example to my family and my wife?
It’s interesting how we can lose our religion, over time,
we shun our loving Father and Son, it’s a serious crime.
Perhaps, it is not too late, to embrace my former faith,
should I set a date to return to church; October eighth?
Or is it better to drop to me knees, and start to pray,
why delay an eternal decision, for some future day?
“Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.” – Revelation 3:20-21 (KJV)
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Poem by David Andre Davison