Christianity: Divided or One

Holding-handsI was inspired to write this by two happenings today: the sermon at church and a wonderful dialogue with my great husband. I could’ve written more, and maybe I’ll tweak it a bit at some point, but this is something we all need to focus on.

Christianity: Divided or One

We stand together though divided. The purpose we do not know.
What types of fruit do we reap? What kinds of seeds do we sow?

Our father calls us to him. He has a plan for us.
But we seem to stand divided, and we seem to make a fuss.

Do shades of skin affect our love, for our fellow man?
Are we not all brother and sister that no color can span?

Does it really matter who’s interceding on our part?
Christ, or priest, or saint? I timidly say, “I think not.”

The future generation’s formation depends on our inspiration.
Can we humbly capitulate to our fellow’s affirmation?

If we are all seeking truth and are walking with The Lord,
then these minute discrepancies, my friend, we cannot afford.

As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called; one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all. (Ephesians 4:1-6 NIV)

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