In a more perfect world
we would never have strayed
we would held our Father
we would not have slipped away
Here we stand
at a crossroads
choosing our path
which way we will go
To follow the world
to live by the flesh
answering the call
of our wickedness
Or, to follow our Master
out into the world
to be His hands and feet
his presence on the street
Going, as we will choose
from our time set apart
three days in the belly
into an very imperfect world
May 20, 2011
Walk to Emmaus
http://www.upperroom.org/emmaus/
Luke 24:13-35
grace
Luke 15:11-32
Prodigal Son
Mark 10:17-31
The Parable of the Rich Man
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