CAN I CALL THE CHURCH HOME?

                 

                   

                     Can I call the church home?

                   I thought I finally got a place where I’d belong

                   A place where I’d be accepted for who I am

                   But my thought wasn’t my reality

                   Kicked away by their murmurs and gossips

                   Broken by their whispers

                   Pushed aside by their neglect

                   The background became my home

                   I was drawn by the love of their mentor

                   But their hypocrisy was my harvest

                   Names and shame my reward

                   Tears and regrets my inheritance

                   Was I wrong to think love dwelt here?

                   Tell me it wasn’t just a mirage

                   I searched but saw no one accord

                   Where’s the unity they preach?

                   The Church

                   The body of Christ it is called

                   How then do the body not represent same love as the Head?

                   At what point did they dis-unite?

                   A body without its head is incomplete

                  Those who claim are His-likes

                  Must not just teach His likes

                  They must live His Life

                  And preach His Word

                  The Church without love isn’t a church

                 You don’t want them fellow-shipping with you

                 But God wants them to experience His fellowship

                 He wants the broken fixed

                 And the dead living

                 He wants them to meet the man on the cross

                 For the unsaved to find salvation

                 He wants His lovers to not just fellowship together

                 But to care for one another

                 Uplift each other

                 Share their experiences together

                 Be support systems to each other

                 Share His love which is the greatest

   

                Live in His love today

                For there was none so friendly to sinners as He

                The Church isn’t for the perfect

                The Church is for all  

                   Tsalla Emmanuel