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Soft Crosses
by louis gander I'm under the leaves of tall coconut trees, (on trunks that are warped in a curve). They rustle up high in the oft windy sky. Enjoying the shade, I observe... ...the Heavens above that are filled so with love and grace only God can bestow - from free virgin birth for the people on earth. I ask, "Have I failed Him so?" Am I like the leaves that everyone sees, that wave to and fro in the wind, drawing attention as if I'm important? Could that, my dear friends, be a sin? His sheep, under wool, must be fully faithful - not warped as the coconut trees. How is it fitting if I am still sitting - not helping the poor "least of these"? How disconcerted am I that Christ suffered? I hold my small cross close to me. Genteel, I'm living, but what am I giving? Are soft crosses not meant to be? Oh, should I be stunned if my cross isn't cushioned? I'm carefree- and comforts I seek! Is love, au contraire, to this cross that I bear as others are hungry and weak? Our God sits above and He fills us with love. We're blessed with His soft, gentle breeze - on tropical islands with soft, idle hands, enjoying a lifetime of ease. I'm under the leaves of tall coconut trees, (on trunks that are warped in a curve). They rustle up high in the oft windy sky. Enjoying the shade, I observe... -------- Matthew 6:24 (KJV) "No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon." Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |