Luke warm

Revelation 3:16

16 But since you are like lukewarm water, 

neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth!

 

Sow a little, reap a little

By the name of sparingly

Hope a little, pray a little

Building weak uncertainty

 

Read a little, love a little

Except for self in disarray

Preach a little, help a little

Leading all the blind astray

 

Give a little, serve a little

Satisfied without complaint

Think a little, smile a little

The Joy in Christ is very faint

 

Push a little, shove a little

Stirring up the way of peace

Knife a little, prod a little

Destroying slowly what’s neat

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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