Not Going To Church Poem by Randy McClave

I don't ever go to church
But, I still talk to God,
I will not listen to a person from a perch
I just read my Bible alone with a nod,
I still worship my lord Jesus
And his steps and teachings I try to follow,
He is there for each and every one of us
I found a home, just like the swallow.

In a church I need not show my presence
Or proof of God in which I believe,
To anyone I will not look for offense
Are we not all the children of Adam and Eve,
I do not like gossip or finger pointing
Nor the talk of a strangers inequities or sin,
Shouldn't we all be anointing
Aren't we all just weak women and men.

I enjoy listening to a church's religious hymns
But, I enjoy more working for our Lord,
I practice it daily and not in whims
And never do I hate or use a sword,
When a collection plate is passed around
Of course, I am never there,
Somewhere else I and my soul are bound
So, secretly I donate my money and a prayer.

I give my tithes not to a church, but to the homeless
And never do I wear a suit and a tie,
No person do I need or want to impress
And I will stay that way until the day that I die.
Every day with me Jesus will walk
So, I will always help the needy and the poor
From the Lord's teachings I will never balk
So, I never need to enter any church's front door.

Randy L. McClave