As soon as I say I have to do something (to save myself), I am implying that Jesus' death was not enough.
Dominic Steele

Listen Christian!

I was hungry …

and you formed a humanities club

and discussed my hunger.

 I was imprisoned …

and you crept off quietly to your chapel in the cellar

and prayed for my release.

 I was naked …

and in your mind you debated the morality

of my appearance.

 I was sick …

and you knelt and thanked God

for your health.

 I was homeless ...

and you preached to me of the spiritual shelter

of the love of God.

 I was lonely ...

and you left me alone to pray for me.

 You seem so holy,

so close to God …

But I’m still very hungry,

and lonely

and cold… 

Wings As Eagles

Posted 31Jul11