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When Churches Grow Empty.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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What have you done since knowing Jesus?

God’s Christ, God’s Lamb, God’s Son

Knowing He came not to please us

But die! For Life to be won


Yet in churches, most just sit there

Standing, to sing a song

Pastors alone, have something to share

Believing, nothing is wrong


Can not the flock, enquire there?

Fresh lambs query sometimes?

One’s experience perhaps may share

Open repenting crimes


Is this! Not of Jesus teaching?

If sinners would but repent

Christ’s Spirit may do more preaching

Just as The Father meant


There must be reasons why churches fall

Members are failing more

Why less and less, heed Heaven’s call

More churches lock the door


Wisdom teaches, what wise souls do

Fools stay foolish with fools

Sheppard’s watch flocks, dwindle to few

Disregarding Life’s rules


Heed Heaven’s Word, where children cry

Where food grows less than rare

The spring outside is long since dry

Nothing remains to share


With question clear, answer plain

Regardless of the weather

Let The Lord God Christ, be King again

So churches can stand together.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, June 29, 2018

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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