Where Is There A Real Christian Church? Poem by Luke Easter

Where Is There A Real Christian Church?



Exhaustedly, sincerely, diligently I search,
Where is there a real Christian church?
More than anything it loves, honors my Father,
Because, God certainly did not have to bother.

To send His only Son to die on the cross,
If it was not for the Blood all should be lost,
Who could withstand His anger and wrath?
Fire, brimstone, how long would you last?

God alone created the heavens, our universe,
Giving us the bible in chapters and verse,
Take the #1 commandment and rehearse,
Why are many churches not putting Him 1st?

Hold on! Just what do you mean? In my church He is,
Not when Mike’s talking to Sue & Ben’s flirting with Liz,
Just where is that snoring from is someone actually asleep?
“Leave them alone, they’ll come home, ” is this Little Bo Peep?

Constant eating, talking, kids playing, I am getting mad,
That’s enough, I’ve had it, no place else can be this bad,
I’m making a list starting today; soon I’ll be visiting others,
OMG! These souls are worse than my sisters and brothers.

I came to hear a sermon from Reverend Bob or Pastor Brad,
While they're preaching I don't care to hear what Miss Sally had,
Neither am I interested in a new outfit or why that one you chose,
Oh, it matches the color combinations of your children’s clothes.

Maybe it’s me, is it possible that I’m expecting too much?
Then again, aren’t we all there to receive a spiritual touch?
But, how can the blessings fall upon us and not to mention?
Our family and friends when they neglect to pay attention?

Praise God for forgiveness or this structure He might demolish,
Excuse ma’am I’m queasy please put away your fingernail polish,
And you over there yes you, stop munching on crackers & cheese,
Oops! Relax, my bad how rude of me, sorry, I forgot to say please.

Excuse me kind sir if you don’t mind stop smacking on the chips,
Say what? After you put them in you mouth just close your lips,
And you young lady would you mind not slurping Vitamin Water,
BTW, the same request goes when giving some to your daughter.

My, my, my, could anything worse than this possibly happen next?
Oh no, it simply can’t be, are they really sending & receiving a text?
Wait a minute; take a look at those two sitting in the pew over there,
Is one actually putting on make-up while the one is doing her hair?

I think it’s utterly amazing that a judge residing in a court of law,
Gets more respect than a preacher upon arrival, as all will stand tall,
Pull the mess done at church in any presiding judge’s courtroom,
A contempt of court fine or jail time will instantly spell your doom.

Somewhere, somehow, there has to be a real Christian church,
Yes! I cannot be the only one daily, weekly, monthly to search,
So, now that you know me if you find one please do not forget,
Tell me and if it’s out of range I’ll attend service via the Internet.

Why has church become more of a social club or gathering place?
Members talk about others behind the back but smile face to face,
With all the crap inside the walls of church no wonder many hate it,
Adultery, drugs, stealing tithes by pulpit pimps is church overrated?

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