So this is actually an old one from way back when – 1st Generation Goldinwords – you could call it, before our first remix and subsequent loss of some good stuff…luckily, nothing really dies off in Cyberspace.
I wrote this one day after I had a discussion with a good friend about our fellow Christian brethren (& sisthren 🙂 ) and their attitude to relationships. I could tell you what it’s all about, or leave you to draw your own conclusions…guess which option I’m picking? Enjoy 😀
Before she met this Christian Brother
He told her life could be much better
And so he drew her near to meet his dear Father
Till with many days of desperate prayer
From her burdens the Lord managed to deliver her.
Whilst growing in His garden as a Pretty Flower
His servant, Christian Brother, drew still closer
Praying and fasting until he could finally lightly sputter
To Christian Sister that he truly loved her
And would be still praying for a favorable answer
Which, at last, she was able to render.
So Christian Brother and Christian Sister
Began a new Fellowship chaperoned by none but The Father
But as Life went on it increasingly became clearer
That Christian Brother was not a natural ‘carer’
And when Christian Sister needed a caring shoulder
All she could get was “Jehovah is our Provider!”
Her former boyfriend of days past – Big Boi, the Player
Who’d always had an understanding kindly ear
And had been calling weekly since, for the past year
But she’d decided to relate as such to him no longer
For his conversations would usually stray into the realm of the improper.
Now all this she’d wisely kept from Christian Brother
Because she knew it’d only make him feel lesser – or even drive him to anger
And besides, running to Big Boi Player was not the answer
Someone would have to change Christian Brother!
Then turning to the One who had all the Power
She got down on bent knees to beseech her heavenly Father.
“Dear Lord who picked me from the miry clay
I come on my knees today to pray
Remembering You’ll not just clear obstacles that block my way
In my daily walk to triumph come what may
But will embolden me to stand up and say
– The Lord my God shall be with me every step of the way!
You were the One who brought Christian Brother along my way
And kept on teaching us how to love like You do, everyday
But it’s with a heavy heart I’ve come before you to say
He just doesn’t care for me in the right way!
Shrugs when I complain, saying ‘Anyway,
It’s all the Lord’s doing keep trusting in His way’
And that’s the constant response to whatever I say –
One-stop cure for every concern it’s supposed to allay!
When sometimes all I’d really need is for him to say
‘It’ll be alright; I’m here for you come what may’
So I get insecure at times
When he gives me those stereotyped lines
For I believe he doesn’t care
And uses Your Name just so
I can get out of his hair!
So God please touch Christian Brother with your Understanding
So he may show himself a man of Your own Choosing
Living what You truly meant by ‘Loving’
Instead of hiding behind the Excuse that it’s You that he’s Serving!