A Discourse
Some may say, for example, watching 'Songs of Praise' on TV
That it can vary - traditional, modern, etc; old, new songs, hymns, choruses, etc
We don't HAVE to watch it every week though!
Some Sundays I look at the theme and think, 'Oh no, don't fancy that!'
But recently one was asked, 'What does your faith mean to you in this situation?'
Maybe not always talking about the help of faith in times of trouble, but also in things of everyday life.
We can get into 'church-going' as a 'hobby', or just as a social club, but it's more than that, I believe
One ditty is: 'Christ and Christianity - a crutch to lean on?' 'No, the ground to stand on!'
The need for a Saviour, so there must be some awareness of sins to be forgiven, or else we say 'What sins?'
A search, and then hopefully finding, a 'thing' or rather 'one', a God, one greater than us as humans
Not cliquey nor a Club to join, but a living relationship with Jesus, God's Son
It's how it is for me - and for millions.
Another thing is, though it does not depend entirely on this, is 'Surely some many millions of believers can't be wrong?'
The 'Easter journey' starts again soon
It can be a sort of pilgrimage for us.....
End of 'sermon'?!
'Woof! it's not a sermon', says Fido!
(You knew he'd get a word in somehow)
- Author: orchidee ( Offline)
- Published: March 29th, 2023 02:06
- Comment from author about the poem: A discourse - so I'm not singing! Phew! lol.
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 17
Comments3
"Even now the axe is laid at the root of the trees.
Presumably the axe is sharp?!
Has to be, takes to much effort otherwise.
Yes, or else it's like getting nowhere - bashing one's head against a brick wall. In this case, bashing a blunt axe against a tree's roots.
Sharper than any twoedged sword,
Ahh, yes.
Good write Steven, true too
Thanks B.
I do not have a problem with your faith Mr. O .. and hope that there will be many who appreciate the explanation you have posted here .. I was gonna open with eggzactly but thought nah .. live n let omelette live 🐭🐧💚
Thanks Neville. Ahh, you can beat an egg. Do you actually beat an omelette, or has the beating been done by the time it's an omelette?!
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