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Free Breakfast

I guess I should pray today

Only

     I’m not sure what to say . . .


My brother enjoyed a church 

    Because of the bells and whistles 

He said the free coffee, free food and beautiful women there

    Was a pretty nice touch

And now he prefers the church with those ‘bells and whistles’

   Over the other one he went to a few weeks ago

He told me that the pastor 

   Preached about the brewing spiritual war 

And how we must be warriors 

   The pastor spoke of the armor of God

And how powerful we are

   While wearing Gods clothes

“Sounds like you’ll get super powers,”

   I told him.

“But, I do remember mom reading those verses to me,”

   I added.

He said the only thing that bothered him

   Was that the people were pretty dramatic about the whole thing

Getting on their knees

   And shaking

And all that

   Apparently it was modern church

That welcomes all types of people

   The gays

And trans

   The strange

And criminal 

  The homeless 

And the lost

   The young 

The blue-haired folks

   All that jazz

They were all there

  “The music was good,”

  He said.

“It was clearly a very wealthy church.”


Maybe I’ll go with him one of these Sundays

  It is just a few blocks from our house 

And I am pretty broke right now

   So a free breakfast 

Sounds like a good time.

     

CH 6/30/24

 
 
 

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