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Gnat Phobia
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Gnat Phobia

 

God gives His Shepherds flocks to keep

To feed along The Way

But like Bo Peep who lost her sheep

Theirs too are found to stray

 

We say that smoking is a sin

Also beer and wine

And so we bar more souls within

Who’d otherwise be fine

 

Whiling in church till sleek and fat

Thinking we fall not short

Sieving gnats whilst leaving a rat

Like those of whom Christ taught

 

From bibles of a by gone age

In language all but gone

We seek and ponder page by page

Hoping to find God’s Son

 

Yet traditions bar many doors

Religions keep us bound

Till so confused to numerous flaws

The Truth remains unfound

 

To Calvary cross the church should guide

Before the tomb left bare

Not hindering neighbours walk inside

To life and Heaven’s share

 

We need to practice what we preach

With service clear in mind                     

Living The Way truly to reach

Those weary lost and blind

 

To love our God The Lord who’s One

To love all neighbours true

So is the will of Heaven’s done

Through me my friend and you.....God gives His Shepherds flocks to keep

To feed along The Way

But like Bo Peep who lost her sheep

Theirs too are found to stray

 

We say that smoking is a sin

Also beer and wine

And so we bar more souls within

Who’d otherwise be fine

 

Whiling in church till sleek and fat

Thinking we fall not short

Sieving gnats whilst leaving a rat

Like those of whom Christ taught

 

From bibles of a by gone age

In language all but gone

We seek and ponder page by page

Hoping to find God’s Son

 

Yet traditions bar many doors

Religions keep us bound

Till so confused to numerous flaws

The Truth remains unfound

 

To Calvary cross the church should guide

Before the tomb left bare

Not hindering neighbours walk inside

To life and Heaven’s share

 

We need to practice what we preach

With service clear in mind                     

Living The Way truly to reach

Those weary lost and blind

 

To love our God The Lord who’s One

To love all neighbours true

So is the will of Heaven’s done

Through me my friend and you.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, July 12, 2016

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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