1 Thessalonians 1:4
4 We know, brothers and sisters loved by God, that He has chosen you,
“Oh Lord you are beautiful”… in my decaying eyes.
“You are the Perfection”… I sensed from the start.
“Life forever” giving … while my flesh falls apart
still I recognize it … deep in my heart.
“Gift of gifts” equals … this form of recognition.
Freely prepared in love … without any bounds
Is it not a wonder … that in this generation
this is not accepted … but ignored on any ground?
“Care about the living”... “Let the dead bury the dead”.
Who are the living … but the children of the day?
When is one considered dead … when life is over?
But then unless in Christ … every adult be that way?
Are we here to raise children ... is there an age limit to a child?
Are children only flesh and blood ... in Abe aren’t we as such?
Are we not all family … despite difference in appearance?
How for goodness sake can’t we … understand that much?
Possession is the answer … who does live in me?
Is it the One with Christ … Who forms a family called His own?
Or is it the one of the other side … who in darkness smiles
and packs in one the numerous … to make them his clones?
Are we just vessels … of temporal means?
Ready to be filled … by whosoever wants
Do we control than … whatever comes in?
Can we segregate it ... from the issues long forgone?
If we are chosen vessels … who does the choosing?
Is the election interwoven … somewhere in time?
Is it any wonder … that I thrive on confusion
until my heart gets opened … and realize I’m not mine?