PUSHING OUT

PUSHING OUT

I wonder
Why we struggle to talk to Him
I wonder
Why we struggle to hear Him
I wonder
Why we struggle to see Him

Is our speech lost in a calliope of voices?
Is our hearing him lost in a din of noise?
Is our seeing him lost of kaleidoscope of pictures?

He walked into our lives to claim
the center of our circle.

Is he pushed to the perimeter of our circle?

Pushing out
Pushing ambition
Pushing luxury
Pushing morality
Pushing unconcern
Pushing sexuality
Pushing no time
Pushing no praying
Pushing no church
Pushing out
He is still there on the perimeter
waiting for us to break the circles on sin.

Sin?
Really?
Kind of harsh on you , huh?

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