Assurance

Perhaps this preacher is self-assured
because he’s oblivious
to all he didn’t earn.

He shoves me condemnation,
though I’m not sure why.

I’ve slowly learned
not to obey this anxiety he sells me
for the price of my soul.

Weekly, I reassure myself
that I would obey a better voice,

but in fear I ask, if my faith
only soothes, does it lack works, dead?

This day, I finally grasp
that if this white man isn’t god,
and the oily logic from this pulpit isn’t god’s words,

not only is rejection an action in and of itself,
but there’s been no call in these seats
to ever have obeyed.

I recall my faith’s response
in places where the truth’s proclaimed,

and I will watch the rest I come to do
as I continue to listen, hear,
understand, and grow,

and as, for such places, I go.

7 thoughts on “Assurance

  1. πŸ’œ YOUR!!! “Faith” is in YOU!!! EveryOne and it May Take A While; but YOU!!! Will Remember YOUR!!! “Faith” in YOURSELF!!! EveryBody

    …πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™…

    Like

Leave a reply to Alphabet Ravine Cancel reply