As you will see, this poem ties right into my last post. Read it first, and I will share some thoughts afterward.
What if
How many prophets and preachers?
How many doctors and teachers?
Artists, authors
Musicians and singers
Scientists, inventors
Presidents and street sweepers
How many?
How many of them have you taken
from us?
God only knows
.
Would we have a cure for cancer?
Would there be fewer ODs?
Would the world be graced by still
more beauty?
Would we have another Mona Lisa?
Or a second Beethoven’s 5th?
Would there be more peace
and prosperity?
Would the world be cleaner, safer,
or better than it is
without them?
.
Them
The nameless, faceless, beautiful
ones you’ve taken from us
I don’t know
But God knows
.
But I suppose no one can say
Whether we’d truly be better off
If you hadn’t taken them
Or whether the world would be
even more evil
And even less good
All I know
Is that I sure do miss ‘em
And yet, I’ve never even met ‘em
.
Them
The tens of millions of faces
The tens of millions made
in God’s image
The tens of millions
The twinkling lights you’ve
snuffed out
Snuffed out with apathy
With vengeance
For convenience
Or perhaps out of obedience
.
Whatever the reason
You’ve taken them just the same
One by one by one
And every one
Yes,
Each one is to me one less light
And a little less love
Here on Earth
.
But maybe…
.
Twinkle, twinkle baby star
Now I know just who you are
As you’re up above the world,
you’ll find
You’re the apple of His eye
For those of us down below,
We miss you, you know
But soon we’ll be right
where you are
Safe, held forever in the Father’s
loving arms
.
For now, I carry you on my heart
And when we meet
That Day
You might just have to ask me
That question:
“What was my captor’s name?”
And I, I would have to give
That answer:
“Abortion.
Abortion was its name, baby star.”
If you could not already tell, this subject weighs heavy on my heart and for good reason. It is about time we quit sidestepping the issue of abortion for fear we will get polluted by a political spirit. This has nothing to do with a political spirit. This has to do with right and wrong.
Church-wide, there have been more tears, more outrage, more mobilization and activation over the death of one man, George Floyd, than over the murders of 60 million-plus babies. This is hypocrisy in the extreme. Your silence is violence when you refuse to speak up for the most defenseless among us.
But at least we know now that you do have a pulse. At least we know now that you can speak. Let’s take this improvement, this energy, and transfer it to the big issues.
Speaking of issues—midway through 2020, we witnessed something that was unthinkable just last year become policy. Cities and states across America, in reaction to “police brutality,” have taken the once-unthinkable action of defunding the police, which ironically endangers the very minority groups they tell us will benefit from these new policies of lawlessness. I believe that this horrific situation is, in part, thanks to the support of BLM inc. and Antifa by many Christians.
Now, imagine if Christians actually supported a worthy cause. Imagine what it would look like if even half of the American church stood in the gap for the unborn. We could very well have cities and states across America defunding Planned Parenthood instead of defunding the police.
Without a doubt, there are already millions of non-Christians in this country who believe abortion is immoral. Many of those are the staunchest supporters of President Trump and the Republican pro-life platform.
To all you Christian-In-Name-Only Biden supporters, Never Trumpers, and non-voters, doesn’t it bother you just a bit that non-Christians are doing what should be your job? They are the ones defending the unborn by voting for President Trump. They are the ones standing up for your First Amendment rights—freedom of religion, freedom of speech, freedom of the press, and freedom of assembly. They are the ones preserving our nation’s Judeo-Christian values.
I realize that it probably does no good to address some of you apostates because you are already too far gone. You know, or you think you know, exactly what you are doing. You want wickedness to triumph. You want a new world order to be formed under the guise of a new normal. You want your evil master to rule this world.
You won’t realize until it is too late that you picked the wrong side of eternity. You won’t realize it until you find you CAN’T BREATHE in the fires of hell.
As for the rest of us whose hearts are still pliable, it has never been more important to repent. Nothing else takes precedence over repentance, as we see in this passage from the book of Joel:
“‘Now, therefore,’ says the Lord,
‘Turn to Me with all your heart,
With fasting, with weeping, and with mourning.’
So rend your heart, and not your garments;
Return to the Lord your God,
For He is gracious and merciful,
Slow to anger, and of great kindness;
And He relents from doing harm.
Who knows if He will turn and relent,
And leave a blessing behind Him—
A grain offering and a drink offering
For the Lord your God?
“Blow the trumpet in Zion,
Consecrate a fast,
Call a sacred assembly;
Gather the people,
Sanctify the congregation,
Assemble the elders,
Gather the children and nursing babes;
Let the bridegroom go out from his chamber,
And the bride from her dressing room.
Let the priests, who minister to the Lord,
Weep between the porch and the altar;
Let them say, ‘Spare Your people, O Lord,
And do not give Your heritage to reproach,
That the nations should rule over them.
Why should they say among the peoples,
“Where is their God?” ‘” (Joel 2:12-17, NKJV)
So, let this mark the day of our return to the Lord.
Pray with me.
Father God, on this Day of Atonement, we turn to You with our whole hearts. We fall upon the mercy of the Cross. We thank You that the Blood of Jesus has paid once and for all for the atonement of our sins. We need Your Blood, Jesus, to wash away and cleanse us of our sins once again. We know that our sins are grievous to You, and we are driven to tears over our filth. But even so, our sins are not able to drain Your Blood of its Power. So, we say: purify us and make us white as snow.
We do not count ourselves worthy to inquire of a Holy God, but still we come boldly before Your throne of grace and ask You to spare this nation. We ask this not for ourselves or for the sake of America, but for the sake of the world, for the sake of Your Glory, and for the sake of Your Name. Do not let Your enemies boast over the destruction of America. We know You are gracious and merciful, and we cling with all our might to Your promise of mercy. We refuse to let go until You bless us. It is in the Name of Jesus that we hope and pray. Amen and Hallelujah.
Seeking the Lord with you,
Morgan
P.S. For too long the bride of Christ has valued the life of a tree over the life of a baby, and I am fed up with this pattern. I am fed up with our upside down priorities.
I am weary of deceptive heretics having the loudest voices and biggest platforms. I am weary of hearing about the need to abolish white-on-black “systemic racism” when the racism that we really must focus on abolishing is abortion, for abortion is the ultimate hatred of the human race.
I am ready to flip our upside-down worldview on its head. Join me?
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