When freedom isn’t freeing,
and belief shatters your faith.
When grace brings condemnation,
and judgement takes love’s place.
When numbers are not crucified,
and we covert a kingdom cup.
When new realities are preached,
while old ones are lived out.
When politics drive promise,
and people are busied with promotions.
When vision is as fickle as the wind,
and the most important meetings are whispered.
When the meal is dished out and no longer served,
and I can’t stomach the food that we’ve poisoned.
That is when I’ll walk away,
before I do.