I’m gonna start with a question
That I doubt you can answer
Because I’m sure it’s in you
Spreading like a cancer
It’s in me too,
Though I’ve only just become aware
But answer me this, can you say you truly care?
Love being the thing that I ask
Yet we’ve all made it into a task
In a sense it’s what it should be
But only if it comes without strings
It’s something we all struggle with
Treating it like a compultion
But I’m telling you now your heart needs to open.
There’s no doubt you love your kids
Or your spouse or your friends
But what about those who live nothing but sin
Those who use and abuse, who superficially choose?
The ones who let earthly plessures rule them?
Homo sexuals, prostitutes, murderers and thieves
Can you say for fact if they walked through that door,
you wouldn’t make them leave.
I’ve seen it before, I’ve heard it in discussion,
That we all sin, doesn’t that mean something?
Christ died for you, and he died for me,
But even more he died for them by hanging on that tree
When we see a girl with a girl, or a boy with a boy
We make them out to be leppers and whores
Or the man who doesn’t fit in, sitting by himself in the corner
He looks a little bit off, so he belongs in a cell because we don’t understand
Well have you tried, maybe reach out your hand
Love does not mean agreeing, but it does mean acceptance.
Maybe we should try it to the teen who’s pregnant
Instead of looking down on them
As God has the right to do to us
He should have done it for he is just
But instead he didn’t, he sacrificed it all
By grabbing the bag and taking the fall.
He surrounded himself with the ones he could help
We don’t need eachother,
But they need you, to show them love
As Christ would do.
Sacrifice your reputation, your pride.
Serving is fine, but don’t treat them as less
Instead find common ground, and give them your best
Make them your friends, and spend time at the least
With who they are underneath.
And then you can tell them what Jesus is about
But actions speak louder than words
So make those actions loud.