Evangelical Blues

Evangelical Blues

Dear Lord, gotta sing out my feelings…don’t have no words to write.

Can’t pretend there no problems…I’m just not that white.

 

Have thine own way Lord, have thine own way!

We are the potter and We are the clay.

We mold us and shape us after our will.

Stay up in Heaven yielded and still.

Lord, I been in the right place…but it must have been the wrong time.

Can You make meaning out of this rhyme?

Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!

            Hold o'er my being absolute sway.

            Fill with thy Spirit till all shall see

            Christ only, always, living in me! 

 Re-fried confusion...is making itself clear.

Inspired by...Dr. John 1973...Jeremiah 18:1-6...Religiosity...Legalism...

Church as an organization...The White Church messing with my right mind