Behold, I am one with a teachable Spirit;

so listen if you can.

I've not been taught by your schools,

or merely just by man!

I've been taught in the wilderness...

High places... And low,

So listen to wisdom,

and from one who knows.

Of organized religion,

I'll have no part,

I won't be put in your mold

that grows in the dark!

In all your organizing

you've tried to dress me, You've forgotten to pull

the mote from your eye, so you could see!

You don't know the simple...

that how I dress

or comb my hair.

Is not the "Proof" if the Spirit dwells there!

You've also ask me to "Go with the flow!"

Not wise!!

I'll be like Shadrack, Meshack,

and Abendago!

Oh yes the scribes and Pharisees love

the uppermost seats,

That's not very wise...

Christ said they were deceived!

I find wisdom is to be

a fool for my Lord...

And to dance in my joy,

all over your floor!

But there is something

I'd like you to know

With all your Carnal wisdom.

You put on a good show!

It's a shame your not pleased with me

in your self-righteousness!

But it's the Lord who humbles...

and He gave me my dress!!!

To the UNLEARNED

I'm sure I look Bizarre,

And to say all these things

you think I've gone TOO FAR!

Do you know what the Pharisees said

when they praised with palm leaves?

"MASTER, STOP THEM, THEIR LOOKING LIKE FREAKS!"

The Lord didn't say,

"Get rid of the palms...

hold down your shouts"

No, not at all, He said,

"If they stop, the rocks will cry out!"

Yes the Lord did some crazy things!

He rode in on a jackass, and confronted their kings!

He also rubbed spit in the blind man's eyes,

It grossed out some, but it gave the man sight!!!!

Yes organized religion

is a pretty thing to look at,

With all the fine clothes,

the bows, and the hats!

But in my simpleness I've found

tongues with cunning words,

And I know in the End

they'll get what they deserve!!

The Lord says to the Arrogant...

BOW DOWN!

Maybe you should humble yourself

and dress like a clown.

Because of your pride you've become a joke to me,

You even try to kill those that I've set free!

I am the Lord...I didn't die for your dress code!

You've forgotten the Potter...and it is I who will mold!

One other thing where your blind and can't see,

You've said My Spirit won't live in something unclean

Never assume and lift yourself up,

And then try to judge "Where" My Spirit will dwell!

My Spirit will dwell with those

that are yielded to Me,

And let me clean up "First"

the things people can't see!

If in this short vapor of time

my wisdom looks foolish to you?

You'd better be careful...

the scribes said I was Beelzebub too!

I hope YOU have a teachable Spirit,

and you've listened to Me!

That you're a respecter of persons,

which is sin...don't you see?

Truly the Lord says "Offenses will come"

But WOE to him that hurts the least of My little ones!

Thank you for your teachable spirit,

I'm sure you heard all that I've said!

Because if not...

The Day of the Lord, you'll dread.

Amen

by Verna Schuler

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