If it is darkest before the dawn then we must be on the edge of sunrise. I look at the church and have seen something horrible. The watchmen stand in the night with arrows flying at them as they shout out the war cry...yet no one listens. The church is asleep in the midst of the darkest hour.
Look at us people! We have our own lives that we try to do well in. We are consumed with the drive for success and in doing we have become nothing but a clanging noise. Our love grows cold because of the wickedness of our ways.
How many can say they show love? The scripture sayes we are to be more concerned with each others lives then our own.
How many are hurting now, bound in prison in their minds?
Who visits them? Do we see them sunday and speak a kind word of "I'm praying for you." or are we with them monday morning on our knees?!
Church...the love of many is growing cold. I stand now as a watchman in pain and prison...I plead with you church...care more about each other than yourselves. Many are hurt, sick, bound, and tormented. Even Job had a friend who sat and prayed with him...but who has someone who will come to them and sit in ashes as well?
Look at us people! We have our own lives that we try to do well in. We are consumed with the drive for success and in doing we have become nothing but a clanging noise. Our love grows cold because of the wickedness of our ways.
How many can say they show love? The scripture sayes we are to be more concerned with each others lives then our own.
How many are hurting now, bound in prison in their minds?
Who visits them? Do we see them sunday and speak a kind word of "I'm praying for you." or are we with them monday morning on our knees?!
Church...the love of many is growing cold. I stand now as a watchman in pain and prison...I plead with you church...care more about each other than yourselves. Many are hurt, sick, bound, and tormented. Even Job had a friend who sat and prayed with him...but who has someone who will come to them and sit in ashes as well?