Account Ability

 

Luke13:14; 14:15; 4:14-30; Rev3:20; Mat 24:5-31;

Still you Speak

1.

Lets Account your Abilities in our

annual AA meetings, on Sabbath day.

Then others breathe out vapes of valour:

“Don't bother me, budget closed, sparrow;

Come back on Monday, then I have Time!”

Then sigh: “Blessed are those, who shall dine!”

for he thought, “Heaven is surely as favoured!”

2.

Jesus rebuked him, for its for those, who redeemed;

not through lofty titles and blood related.

Its not your anthems and worthy pedigree –

but how much you would bleed for the ravens and needs!

Just like Jesus didn't bully his parents, created;

though he could summon Angels, the Messiah fated!

Chose to humble as a Man, who became Real!

3.

The Superman, we didn't deserve – rested on Golgotha;

then people waited for revolutions and bloody swords.

“Enough of this!” he said, it was turned over gotcha;

like a paid to win game, where nobody dares brother!

Everybody does, how they wilt, like judges accord;

subserviant to Teraphim and the priestly gown, “Milord!”

Calling things, what Jesus asked not to gather...

4.

Account your Abilities, lest you are found too light;

then the silent steps of the shadow of the lord come!

Will you open, then He knocks, so He could dwell in right?

Or will you not die on that hill, because more pressing fights

mattered, what made you look virtuous underscored!

For many come in Christ but go in Offence and sore.

Like ravenous wolves, for you didn't receive them High!

5.

Account like Francis of Assisi, who came a rich Merchant;

forsook it all for the sake of a Greater Vision at hand.

To forge the road, so Jesus could have room in the land.

But only Wolves and Ravens got to hear his Sermons Grand!

For true discipleship begets enmity with this World not Brand;

if you're well spoken by the established, are you even a friend;

then you would wager the cross to be toed in line with the Trend!

6.

What did you accost, to buy your Gospel – Gold or Iron;

did you got it from the store along with your fashion;

or haunted your prayers in the chamber full Tron;

then nobody saw you weeping and guilt-stoned.

As you carved your Superman out of flesh and soul!

There's no Free salvation, everything redeemed, foul;

like the bear-traps, St. Paul wrote in his letters, prone!

7.

Your Talents and Fervour not for yourself, but community;

those, like you, who could be saved by your witness!

Don't remain silent, like many Helleluyah in the city;

never go out to face Goliath nor the rally flags of armies;

still judging, what's right-wrong everywhere in duress.

Thorn-seekers while eyes logged in Hell, confess;

who their true Master lies in Money not in Calvary!!