Spiritual Triage

Wednesday Night Sermon time again!  This time the sermon centered on 1 Peter 14.  Somehow that translated into a meaningful sermon that might be best captioned ‘Spiritual Triage’.  From it sprang this poem:

House of Prayer -Passage Through

Spiritual Triage
by Michael Romani

Making precious diamonds out of dust
Bringing victory out of muddled rust
It brings a beautiful sort of soulful shine
As His love pours out so intensely divine

The glory of God comes resting on you
In what you say, think and the things you do
The hardships felt and all of that old sad pain
Are growth we feel and seldom are in vain

A responsible sort of consequential evaluation
Determines the course of travel to our destination
Insulted in the name of Christ, we find we're blessed
Though at the time we would never have guessed

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There's the truth of reaping what we come to sow
We bear the fruits of the things we come to grow
Enduring hardships of Christ and of consequence
The answer is echoed back from loving Providence

There is that small matter of self responsibility
Expected only to the extent our best abilities
Pursuit of wrong priorities lead to only one resolution
Asking the right questions in humbled confession

Knowing full well that that we must also come to repent
Rejecting the very wrong that we once gave our consent
In a change of mind, heart and rebellious attitude 
Receiving sacred forgiveness in a spirit of sincere gratitude

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There's nothing new here and little reason to be shocked
Only words of deep truth that we have sincerely talked
Some things are a result of consequence and some of trial
Both of these feel like we're enduring our longest mile

Still there is the need to be willing to accept rightful blame
Calling it out boldly even if in so doing we call out our name
We sit here listening in no sort of heedless contemplation
Falling for so many wrongs and too many temptations

Thankfully, God delivers us all from our failures and misdeeds
The love of God reaches out and plants these good seeds
In prayerful supplication we come to our deeply bended knees
Spiritually running back to the comfort of the ways that please

(c) May 31, 2017  Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved

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