Confined To Unlimited Contradictions Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Judges sitting in pews,
To do before pulpits raised.
Declaring themselves,
Faithful to a belief with it seen done.
And can leave such a worship,
With a felt self-righteousness.

Yet...
Some still have minds closed and confined,
To unlimited contradictions...
Heard with spewed negative words,
Directed purposely to demean...
And undermine others in view or not seen,
To never suspect their shallowness kept...
Is not a blessing that reflects a connection,
To that which they maintain to keep identified.

But then again...
Many do attend religious ceremonies as if,
They, and not a sermon given to teach...
Had been the least important,
Than their presence wished to be perceive...
Was actually received by others as being,
The 'main' event.

'I can not express how I feel,
About the lesson I was taught today.
So much truth I could not dispute it.
Grateful I am. So very blessed I feel.'

~No need to thank me.
I see people like that on a daily basis.
God has a way of opening up,
Not only our eyes but also our ears.
And I am only used as 'His' tool.
To share and reveal.
That's all.~

'But I...
You are right about that.
God 'does' work in mysterious ways.'