Heartbeats of God
Jan 11th, 2008 by John
Heartbeats of God
by
John W. Frye
I climbed into the lap of God.
Leaning tightly against him,
I listened to his heart.
I heard blood,
crying from the ground
of ancient places.
Lonely, empty faces;
wailing Palestinian mothers
and frightened African babies. God’s heartbeats made me uncomfortable.I pulled away and looked into his eyes.
I saw his tears
did not quench the fire.
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John,
What a powerful post brother.
I wish there could be peace.
I sometime wonder about the story of women who were fighting over the baby and what Solomon ordered. Why can’t they see that they are doing just that with eachother. I pray for peace in Palistine. I pray for the hungry and Christians being pursecuted in Sudan. God help those in need. Be merciful O’ Lord. I mourn for the countless babies that are aborted every day in our own country in the name of right to choose. Does the Church and Christian in this country care enough about moral issues that have become social issues or political issues? Do we speak loud enough when our rights are being taken away: Ten Commandments out of courthouses and public places yet the most volguar art is displayed in its place payed tax dollars. Do we care about reaching out to the crack addicts, homeless, those that that need Jesus are just a few blocks away from our church buildings; while we pull up to our building in the most expensive cars, and are proposing the most expensive building projects or cutting over seas missions so we can build the new gym or expland our parking lots. God give us your hearts and see through your eyes like John is saying. Amen and Amen!
Thank you John so much for this wonderful and powerful post brother.
Actually listening to God is very uncomfortable. Much better to stick to religion. Another good poem.
Preacherman,
Thanks for commenting. We face the challenged of bringing God’s life-saving love revealed in Jesus and his cross work to this desperate world.
Fireball,
USAmerican evangelicalism in some of its forms has turned God into a giant therapeutic comfort blanket rather than being the missional God who’s out to redeem everything!
Beautiful. And disturbing.