Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Poem: Apostles Of Christ - Poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Their humble characteristics are recognizable,
with a lifestyle lacking excess and opulence;
familiar with the idea of "sowing and reaping",
they know their actions always have consequence.
Apostles of Christ examine ways of Kingdom building,
and are not tied to one specific church location,
for their daily needs are not hierarchically-based.
They avoid wants of gratuitous, personal recognition.
Operating with a pure heart, free of lust for things,
they live a simple life, without concealed agendas;
speaking The Word intelligibly, over all situations,
they promote the Kingdom without unholy propaganda.
They understand the functionality of wealth and money,
but are not motivated by King Midas' golden greed.
Instead they lay down their lives for the Gospel,
with a servant's heart, that's reflective of His seed
which was been planted deep within their inner soul.
Not concerned with their reputations, they serve those
wanting to mature and grow into their identity in Christ,
while overcoming the ongoing pangs of spiritual throes.
The Apostles of Christ demonstrate a divine influence,
pushing the members of The Body in finding real purpose.
They also teach others how to develop an intimate walk
with God, in a relationship that goes beyond the surface.
Since their spiritual and psychological needs are met,
Apostles of Christ can endure periods of great hardship.
Their souls remain satisfied with God's holy Presence
and they joyfully train The Body in areas of discipleship.
Loosely based on:
2 Cor 2: 17,10: 10-14,11: 17-12: 8; 1 Pet 5: 2; 1 Tim 5: 17;
1 Cor 4: 9,9: 14; Mark 10: 42-45; John 10; Rom 15: 20;
Rev 12: 11; Acts 9,20: 24; Gal 2: 19-20; Phil 3: 8-14
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Author/poet, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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