The Greenhouse

   

Conditions in the world are unsuitable for spiritual growth:
It's an environment filled with anger or hatred or both--
The attitude of attacking first is always 'in your face'--
People act like machines: void of love, mercy or grace

Stressed-out suffering souls seek solutions every year:
They try drugs or alcohol or both to calm their fear;
For just a moment they're numb and do not feel afraid--
But the reality of fear comes back to crash their charade

We need a place to get away from these caustic conditions!
A place where we can pray and offer God our petitions--
A place where people love one another and they're nice:
The only real refuge on earth is the church of Christ

Our church meeting place is like a greenhouse, so warm and loving,
A healthy environment where we're nurtured, and keep growing,

and growing.


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-- bro. tim pickl
Monday January 21, 2008 A.D. 

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