Prosperity Preaching Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Prosperity Preaching



Ravenous wolves in sheep's clothing
They mercilessly devour the weak,
With a polluted premise in their preaching
Their greedy pangs can make one sick.

With eloquent words they teach the doctrine,
That God's blessings ratios one is to ten,
This is a wrong motive for true giving,
That to those who give God makes wealthy men.

There was a preacher who came from Nigeria
He guested in church with his thunderous
dare:
'Give your one million, in two months I tell ya'
You'll be ten times richer beyond compare! '

Since we were then financially challenged
None of us stood but we felt some guilt,
Will the Lord give us His Divine revenge?
Or be angry we wallow in poverty's filth?

'Give a hundred thousand then, is that alright? '
The black preacher graciously bargained.
Our head pastor stood and gave with his wife,
While others followed suit, with their wallets pained.

'If you don't get rich two months hereafter,
You can run after me and my prophecy,
Then I'm a false prophet and not God's preacher,
If my words do not happen and come to be.'

He went on to preach ably using Scripture
As guest in the other small churches,
He used the same line of prosperity picture,
And banked on desires of men for riches.

Two months after, there's no more preacher.
He went to his country with the money.
Left the sheep with their jaws asunder,
Dreaming and wishing visioned prosperity.

What gall, can they preach such a deception,
How can they fool those innocent sheep,
Twisting Scripture by manipulation,
Teaching the truth they cannot even keep?

For God gives out of His great goodness
And not according to what we can't afford,
Just give what is in your heart that's best,
He will bless because He is True to His Word.

To those who preach like God is a genie,
Better think twice, their motives assess -
Their souls may be burning in hell already,
The heaven they preach they will never possess!






'Man must give what he has decided in his heart to give, reluctantly or out of compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver.'

2 Corinthians 9: 7
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Cynthia Buhain-Baello
April 24,2009
Philippines

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Soul Watcher 04 June 2016

Missing your poems Cynthia how's going?

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Martin O'Neill 19 February 2012

Ah, you have touched a nerve of mine that is ever raw. I am an atheist and have long railed against the Catholicism that was my upbringing. I have a soft spot for most preachers - a swamp! I love your poem and its' passion for what is good.

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