Poem for April 15, 2017- a few thoughts on church. Not meant to offend, just questioning why I feel the way I do.
Show my heart the light,
though my eyes perceive
happiness has not yet entered
and darkness pervades,
while I sing
let my soul rejoice again,
winter has passed on and
spring has returned,
though He has risen
for a mere moment did I know
the bliss of His love,
perhaps I should join you
and praise in absurd ecstasy
to avoid my languid view of life,
or perhaps I don’t need to
tremble or sob out my soul
every Sunday
for God’s word to work in me.