At Stake

If pride is our greatest purblind,
Fear can't be all that far behind.
Truth is, whatever skews our sight
So we can't follow in Christ's light,
A whip of cords we must make
To drive out all distraction,
After all it's His holiness
     at stake.

John 2:13-18

See this poem @ His Newsman

by J Alan R
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