In a world wrought with sordid lies,
And a plethora of alibies
Chrystal illusions of compromise
Woven with threads of
Self-infringement
Disenfranchisement
Disenchantment,
Disentitlement
Amongst the death throes of principalities,
Political whitewash,
And random borders
Painted with dust and sparkles.
Where the ground crumbles and grumbles
Beneath our weight,
We find ourselves with one foot
Planted on the earth
That lurches with every surge
Of public opinion and silver-tongued rhetoric
Spoken by narcissistic evangelists
And self-appointed demigods.
While the other foot hesitantly seeks
Purchase in heaven.
We need to shift our weight.
We are called to shift our weight.
We are mandated to shift our weight.
That foot in heaven
Should be the source of
Our stability,
Not the foot planted in
Sordid soil and malicious mud.
That step. carved from solid rock
At the base of heaven
Supported on the tenets
And precepts
Of our loving, merciful, and gracious God,
Is far more stable
Than the ground and earth
that alternates, undulates and disintegrates
Beneath us.
Shift your weight and
Commit to the rock
That will not break
That will not shake
That will not quake
But pulls you forward
Into the kingdom
Of righteous stability.
Anchored in the blood
Of Jesus Christ.
Shift your weight, my children
Shift your weight

Rev Walt