Pharisaic Vision

Pharisee what's it like to finally see

That grace plays a larger role in love than you expected.

You preach from the liar's chair that law

and order are the two legs of Chuck Norris

But you don't fear a round house kick to the face.

There is blood on your hands from the "lost" that died

For they never knew that their Shepherd had his arms open.

Your speaking death into dry bones

and acting like it's the greatest cigar you've ever smoked.

It's cheap and trite like your stupid workshop

where you tell us that living in two kingdoms is a sin

Who are you to tell me that the old way of working is still the best?

This is a point of transition to a new way of thinking

No longer Sin Management Systems

but The Grace Company

and Love Incorporated.

You are so wrong in the way you speak

It's almost as if your picking out the road signs we have laid for seekers

Your false teachings will come with a consequence

You don't know where we are

Or where they have been

You have sat in your ivory tower with books and books

Relationship takes time but you stuff your face with Ramen

Unwilling to put the work in to cook the meal

You will be food for worms