#church poems on Hello Poetry

Steve Page 4d

The red folk and the purple people were distinctive in their hue.  In contrast, the Set Up bunch were chameleon, and to the casual observer they could pass for members of the congregation. That was by design, to be known only by their levite nature, their early arrival and late departure and (if you looked closely) by their hands.
The early bunch had remarkable hands. They were strikingly ready and willing, and could be turned to a wide variety of tasks.
They could never be described as specialist, and would never wish to be.  Their true specialty, if they have one, is only to be quick to serve and never draw attention to themselves.
If they were ever persuaded to wear team tee shirts, they would have 'Ninja' brazoned across the back.  And that would be kinda cool.

At Sunday church, the kids workers wear red, the welcome team wear purple. The team that do the heavy lifting don't have team tees. Here's why.

#church #serve #sunday

Steve Page 4d

Sunday Spinning

I know Jesus can't turn in his grave
(because, well you know).
But if he could,
He'd be spinning most Sundays.

#church #hate

Odd Odyssey Poet Jul 14

New body

Coded messages, inscribed by the scars on my skin
Aspects of a secluded heart; as the line of tears, maps
Out the journey to a long sense of finding due healing

As the border between maturity and old youth, in a new attire;
Once the public uniform of coming in your, “Sunday best,”
Disguising all the vile of yourself- as we fashion ourselves to
Look like the most likable person; the scrap pieces of dripping water
From prior baptisms- as some of the sovereign believers are uncouth
To their God, wearing the many false skins, hunted in wickedness-
Their very own diplomacy of delighted barbarism

Separate all of your self-gratifying creeds, and agreed to
Worship in love, pray together; coming as you are- as we are
All knitted together by familiar troubles, hurts, griefs, uproars-
To raise our voices, bringing life to this new body.

#religion #church #body #new #poetry #faith #people #thoughts

Odd Odyssey Poet Jul 14

Sundays

Lost in sombre details, of what really hangs around morals
-Crucifix, hanging around a sinner’s neck; so choked up
While the devil speaks on my livelihood with his demons
Parading as unwanted guests; foundations of personal griefs
I am unguarded; not well versed in a couple scripture verses

Versions of my weekly self- a relaxed stance, trying to have
Faith in a life of ease. Setting aside everything else, in the
Way of being by my bedside- faithfully praying on my knees

Still if my faith is loosely based on modern people’s commitment
To their faith and integrity, I might as well be faithless as them all-
Seated in a church; behind on my many debts, sitting at the back
Listening to the loud laughs of the greatest hypocrites,
The usual Sunday gossip, sounding clearer than a church bell
Leaders who burnt me, quick to preach how I might go to Hell

As a failed sense of wholesome community in communal
Around church clicks of skin colour, for Sunday’s different cults
In what my conscious tries to say is a domicile sanctuary:
I’m a bit reluctant to fully agree with my own self

#sundays #religion #faith #lies #church #sin #poetry #thoughts

We Are Stories Jun 14

-in ‭‭2 T‬ ‭2‬:‭24‬-‭26‬ -

“And the Lord’s servant
must not be quarrelsome
but kind to everyone,
able to teach,
patiently enduring evil,
correcting his opponents with
gentleness”

Why is it
That passion,
Anger- named zeal-,
Rebuke
Reproach,
And doom
Fill the tongue
Of those
Called to be
Peace-
Do you praise the one who cut off the ear
Do you praise those who would not hammer their swords to plowshares
Do you praise those who slaughtered men for their god
Do you praise those who use guns to silence their oppressors-
Is there no understanding?
Is there only passion?
Is there no Holy Spirit?
What fruit is born from your actions?
-
We were not called to destroy, but to be destroyed
We were not called to hate, but to be hated
Not to be loved, but to love-
Do we understand what it means to take up a cross
Can we patiently endure evil
Or must we destroy all evil
And evil doers-
Do we relish in our fallen enemies?
Do you find comfort that evil people go hell?
Do you enjoy their suffering
While never having suffered yourself-

May
The
Light
Pierce
Through
Every
Dark
Secret
Corner
And
Precious
Conviction
We
Try
To
Ignore
-
May
We
Change-
Be
Made
New-
Be
Better
Than
Before.

#frustration #church

Louise Jun 1

Tell The Church

Tell the church,
the priest can speak and yap all he wants,
his words aren't the truth, he's another man;
at the bottom of it all, he will never be God.

Tell the church,
the believers are not blind followers,
the church is not perfect, it's an institution;
sometimes the dark at the end of the tunnel.

Tell the church,
the people are not their pets to parade,
we are God's children, not church's slaves!
if worse comes to worst, it's because of the church!

God is absolute, the church is not!
God is loving and freeing, the church is not!
God's love is unconditional, with the church, where's the love?!
And God is divine, kind and perfect, and the church will never be!

So tell the church,
they can make an enemy out of me,
burn me at stake or hang me until I bleed;
at the end of the day, to God I'd still believe!

And tell the church,
they can silence me or bind my arms,
dispose of me, turn my bones to charms;
until the end of the world, all they do is harm!

I can believe in God without being in a cult. I can practice religion without the confines of an institution. Tell the church!

#church #faith #religion #cult

The Poet's Progress Mar 27

The Lost Stanza of "When Malindy Sings" by Paul Laurence Dunbar

Solemn sweet pipes of de o'gan
     Heaven's music I've hyead play,
But I'll tell you somefin' truly
     Certain ez is Judgment Day:
Angels present at de service
     Ev'ry Sunday spread dey wings,
Lif' dey hands, an' witness glory
     When Malindy sings.

#lord #god #almighty #jesus #christ #church #song #music #whitman #dunbar

Jeremy Betts Mar 14

~•§•~ A Twist on a Classic ~•§•~

•°• A Twisted Classic •°•

Here is the church
Here is the steeple
Open the door
And see all the evil

...see all the people,
stranded in a free fall,
falling for the lure of lore,
but there's nothing at all...

©2024

#church #steeple #evil #people #stranded #freefall #lure #lore #nothing #falling

The Poetic Architect Sep 2023

Aking Bayan

093023

Ikaw ang Aking Bayan
Ang aking Pag-asa’t Ilaw
Sa mga rehas ng kadiliman…
Hayaan **** ang Liwanag Ko
Ang magningning sa Sanlibutan.

Ikaw ang Aking kawangis
Damhin mo ang Aking pag-ibig
Wagas at dalisay ang hain Ko
Kaya’t itapon ang pangamba’t
Sumabay sa pag-ihip ng hanging
Nagmula sa Aking hininga.

Sa dilim ay mas magliwanag ka
Isasaboy ko ang Aking kinang
Sa liblib na wala pang nakararating.
Takot mo’y babalutin Ko
Ng aking pagsinta habang ikaw ay humahayo.

Yakapin mo ang aking pagkatawag sayo,
Maging saksi ka’t magliwanag pa
Habang ika’y naghihintay…
At ako’y magagalak sa’yong pagsunod…
Mahal kita, Anak at mahal ko ang Sanlibutan
Pagkat Ikaw at Sila —
ang aking Bayang babalikan.

Isaias 49:8-12

8 Sinabi pa ni Yahweh sa kanyang bayan:
“Sa tamang panahon ay tinugon kita,
    sa araw ng pagliligtas, sinaklolohan kita.
Iingatan kita at sa pamamagitan mo
    gagawa ako ng kasunduan sa mga tao,
ibabalik kita sa sariling lupain
    na ngayon ay wasak na.
9 Palalayain ko ang mga nasa bilangguan
    at dadalhin sa liwanag ang mga nasa kadiliman.
Sila'y matutulad sa mga tupang
    nanginginain sa masaganang pastulan.
10 Hindi sila magugutom o mauuhaw,
    hindi rin sila mabibilad sa matinding hangin at nakakapasong init sa disyerto,
    sapagkat papatnubayan sila ng Diyos na nagmamahal sa kanila.
Sila'y gagabayan niya patungo sa bukal ng tubig.
11 Gagawa ako ng daan sa gitna ng kabundukan,
    at ako'y maghahanda ng lansangan, upang maging daanan ng aking bayan.
12 Darating ang bayan ko buhat sa malayo,
    mula sa hilaga at sa kanluran,
    gayon din sa lupain ng Syene sa timog.”

——-

Mateo 25:34-40

34 Kaya't sasabihin ng hari sa mga nasa kanan niya, ‘Halikayo, mga pinagpala ng aking Ama! Pumasok kayo at tanggapin ang kahariang inihanda para sa inyo mula pa nang likhain ang daigdig. 35 Sapagkat ako'y nagugutom at ako'y inyong pinakain; ako'y nauuhaw at ako'y inyong pinainom. Ako'y isang dayuhan at inyong pinatuloy. 36 Ako'y hubad at ako'y inyong dinamitan, nagkasakit at inyong dinalaw, nabilanggo at inyong pinuntahan.’

37 “Sasagot ang mga matuwid, ‘Panginoon, kailan po namin kayo nakitang nagutom at aming pinakain, o nauhaw at aming pinainom? 38 Kailan po kayo naging dayuhan at aming pinatuloy, o kaya'y hubad at aming dinamitan? 39 At kailan po namin kayo nakitang nagkasakit o nabilanggo at kayo'y aming dinalaw?’

40 “Sasabihin ng Hari, ‘Tandaan ninyo, nang gawin ninyo ito sa pinakahamak sa mga kapatid kong ito, sa akin ninyo ito ginawa.’

#church #god #sent #discipleship

Tomo Sep 2023

Alone (Song)

Alone in a crowd
All heads bowed to pray
I said all the words
the preacher said to say

I followed the rules
Tried to stay in the lines
that were drawn for me
I couldn’t question why

but I’m all out of faith
don’t think I can stay here with you
don’t where to go
don’t think I can know what’s really true

Alone in a crowd
among a thousand faces
all wearing a mask
tryin’ their best to fake it

Just follow the rules
and stay in the lines
don’t let ‘em see you breaking
and don’t you dare cry

but I’m all out faith
don’t think I can play at this no more
don’t know what to do
don’t know what I’m even praying for

I want to know your hear me
I’m so ******* scared
that all that I’ve believed in
was never really there

Did I really know you loved me
was I just puttin’ on airs
oh please just ******* say something, God
I want to believe you’re there

Alone in my room
left with my tears
I read that you catch them
and treasure them dear

Do my cries matter to you
these words that I pray
I’ve got nothing left, Jesus
Please don’t go away

(Language warning) this is to all the kids who grew up in a church that they came to feel as though they no longer belonged in.

#god #jesus #faith #leaving #church