Jesus Wants Disciples: A Poem About The Church


Jesus wants disciples
Not tourists

He wants your heart
Not souvenirs

If you’re a “Creaster”
You ain’t a Christian
You just have a very weird hobby
The church is the body of Christ
It is not
A moral covey of itinerant therapists
So whether you join or jeer,
Connect or chide,
Submit …or… slink away
When you hop from place to place to place
That’s either
Cancer
or
Prostitution
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