The Cross Is What Matters Poem by Lewis Findley

The Cross Is What Matters



For it is faith
It alone won't wait
The time is now
To the master I bow
In His servitude
Not as one proud or rude
Not as some politician
On a river gone to fishin
The cross is the matter.
For this, yes, call me the mad hatter

Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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