Monday, September 16, 2013

"Paradoxes" By a Faithful Brother

We are always troubled; we are ever comforted.
We have nothing; we posses all things.
We are feral travelers; we are devotees of quiet study.
We are a dangerous threat; we are harmless a doves.
We are little children; we are men.
We are a bizarre cult; we are simple Christians.
We have an eternal home; we have no place to lay our head.
We move as the wind; we stand on a solid rock.
We are free spirits; we are submitted to our Father's directives.
We flout society's order; we abide within the law.
We make ourselves poor; we have great riches.
We are independent thinkers; we are child-like believers.
We are fools; we've been granted wisdom.
We are for peace; we love the battle.
We are the filth of the world; our goal is purity.
We are always happy; we are continually saddened.
Always loved, always hated; ever ignored, continually noticed;
Bearing about the dying of our Savior;
We bear the life of our Savior.
We are free; we are servants to all.
These are our words:
Take them as you like; take them as we mean.
We are in love with Elohiym.
The more we love you, the less we are loved.