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





