Four Walls

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These four walls...
 Why are we not stepping out to answer our call?
 Why are we looking around only to see the world around us fall?
 Look at us with our rituals.
 We dress up and pretend to be all spiritual, while we look and judge others how hypocritical. Who are but slaves to these four walls.
 Why are we PRACTICING religion. Why are we looking for the congregations approval, and not our Fathers. "I don't believe brother Bryan let his wife leave the house like that." Are we not to gossip? Are we not to judge?
 Why aren't we feeding our community? Why aren't we preaching on the streets. Yes the sermons are awesome, but a church is more than their pastor... We are the body of Christ, but if all the members aren't functioning together we speak in vain. There is no movement, why is church always the same?
 Christ was missional, but I'm afraid his people have just been practicing a ritual. Break out of yourself, break out of your comfort zone and MOVE.
 Do something, leave these walls, light up your community and shine. Sine your light and lift up those sleeping in the darkness.
 Those who are all being fed this worlds lies.
 This is a war!
 The name Israel is translated soldiers of God.
 Why are we not fighting...
 Why are we just sitting, God is waiting on us!
 We are that last trumpet, we are his mighty people.
 But we are afraid of this world. Do you not believe God is with you. Do you not believe we are the children of God, Allah, The creator of heaven and earth. We are immovable, yet we cower from our own streets.
 Be that trumpet, be that final roar as we watch our walls fall.
 Be that light, like a raging fire our spirit travels uncontrollably! These four walls.
 What are we doing in these four walls...

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