Cold Love

Love has grown cold.
You’re all so bold.
“You can’t enter my home” without the poke.
Not just the one, but two, maybe three or four.”
It’ll never end if you enable them.
They’re losing the war of their soul.
Minds warped!
By that box which speaks blasphemies!
Against God’s creatures:
“You’re a terrorist.”
“You’re selfish.”
“You deserve to lose your job.”
“Don’t partake with us. Is on you!”
Do you forget what King said in the Gospel of Mathew?
“I tell you the truth…
whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine,
you did for me.”
Me spouting is not complaining.
I’m not losing sleep.
It’s not distrusting God.
On the contrary!
The more I pray.
The more I need to trust.
The more I rest in Him.

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