THE BOX GOD LEFT
The Box God Left......
Lord!
I went to church today.
And slightly to the right,
just inside the door,
was an olde battered box
which had seen many a day.
Standing;
in height
a meter square,
and there in the top
so neatly cut,
a slot.
And facing me
a message written.
“Come into MY house,
enjoy an assurance of love,
joy and comfort,
and warmth given through Me.
Through the slot,
slide your deposit
of leaving behind,
your hurts,
anxieties,
and worries about unpaid bills.
Child of mine
deposit them
into the box,
so, you can put aside your
troubles,
so that time spent in My house
is time devoted
to you and me.
Let the music
ring out in praise,
loud and clear,
listen to the message,
and be silent
so that into your heart;
I can speak.
Drink the wine,
eat the bread,
for the joy of
My sacrifice
is yours.
From your increase
give cheerfully
to the upkeep
of My house.”
Lord,
on leaving
Your house today,
You had taken
that olde box
away,
till the next time
I enter the sanctuary
of Your house……