Are You A Christian Poem by Randy McClave

I still hear you preaching
On how you follow Christ and that you're a Christian,
But, don't you mock the needy and the poor
Don't you believe that the wealthy shouldn't give more.
Remember the widow who gave Jesus her last two mites,
She gave more than the rich, as Jesus recites.

You tell me that you don't go to Church
I wonder for Jesus and salvation don't you seek and search,
Don't you ever want or desire a fellowship
Instead of excuses and then later a soulful guilt trip.
Tell me how can you strengthen your spirit and soul,
If to Church with other Christians you refuse to go.

You tell me that you're a follower of Christ
Tell me, for the Lord what have you sacrificed,
Did you give up your smoking and your drinking and sin
And every night do you pray for forgiveness with an Amen.
Do you believe and do you follow in Jesus's teachings,
Or do you just pick and choose the preachings.

You tell me that you walk the path that Jesus had paved
Let me ask you this, are you saved,
When he was their suffering and dying on the cross
When you read that, did you feel a sadness and then a great loss.
Did you find salvation in Jesus because knowing that he was crucified,
When for your soul and salvation on the cross he died.

You tell me and others that you are a Christian all of the time
But, tell me this would you give the poor your very last dime,
Do you follow Jesus's teachings every day
And daily do you read the Bible, and nightly do you pray.
Being a Christian and calling yourself a Christian is 2 different things,
It's the same difference between a pigeon's, and a dove's wings.

Randy L. McClave