A Pilgrim's Extra Mile

ForeverJesus7

In this life called Christiany,

these days is hard to publicly define.

Many keep the name Christian,

but leaves Jesus's  teachings behind.

Very few want to take the journey.

Most just want to live their life.

Many are afraid,

of what they might loose.

So they have no idea,

what they will gain.

Living the life,

Christ wants us to live,

Is without a doubt,

A true pilgrimage.

Still, it is the greatest pilgrimage of all,

because no race,

has ever had a better prize.

Yes there are pits,

and there will be walls,

and with God's grace,

he hears my cries.

So when you see the helpless,

or when you see the homeless,

as the Lord's follower,

go the extra mile.

 

 

  • Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 28th, 2018 03:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: And if anyone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles. Matthew 5:41 - Persistence is key
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Forever.

  • Goldfinch60

    Persistence is certainly the key, our Faith should never fail.

  • Frogspoetry

    GREAT MESSAGE,INDEED WE SHOULD LOOK OUT FOR OUR FELLOW MAN

    • ForeverJesus7

      Thank you for responding. It is good to know that you are reading my writings.

      • Frogspoetry

        I always do,you help me start my day off in a happy state of mind.i added something about nelly to your latest fusion.

        • ForeverJesus7

          Thank you, I appreciate. I hope you, or anyone else for that matter did not find the words offensive. That is not what I want.
          Persistence is key

          • Frogspoetry

            Not at all,I found your words inspirational and full of truth.People of our world are very judgemental,whether it be race or somebody's sexuality,we need to remember that we are all God's children.The homeless cannot help their situation,neither can the people of color or the gay.I love all people and try to help them when I can.There is a homeless man near where I live and I give him food or drink,whenever I see him,and it makes him so happy for somebody to care about him



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