Lamentations

Lamentations




How your sunshine
Has left our assemblies!
We search the aisles
For your footprint.
We sing innovation
You do not hear.
We ration truth tid-bits
Redemption just a word.
Once holy instruments
Now just so much brass.
Our elders silenced
In embarrassment.
Our children laid up
On altars of Hollywood
And Little League.
Our time portioned
Elsewhere.
These bellies ache
For real bread
Gospel power
Seconded to current events
And candied treats.
Jesus have you left us?
For good?
Do you hear the heathen
Mocking beyond our doors?
Planning the foreclosure
Of the message first,
Then the building.
Will you break us
Beyond recovery?
Or just to
Point of correction?
Some cry out
For this crisis.
Branded “Jeremiah’s”,
Traitors to numbers
Budget and success.
But you are in their voice, Lord.
You are not at the party.