Where Do You Stand
T'was not about the Fire
That Burn the Bush but would not consume
T'was about the Bush that Hosted God.
T'was not about the Ark
That killed the one that gave it Support
But Blessed to envy, the House that kept it
T'was about the House that Reverenced His Presence.
T'was not about the Fire
That burn Seven times over
Burned the Soldiers and the Ropes
But the Hebrew offenders would not consume
T'was about Men that Knew and Believed in their God.
T'was not about the Fire
That answered not
Despite the limping and cuttings of Baal prophets
But descend heavily at the beckon of Elijah.
T'was about the Prophet that carries God.
T's not about the storms
Or challenges that come our way
T's not about the answers
That we don't get, even at that point
When we've tried-cried our best.
T's not about the God
That seems desperately quiet
Incidentally at that exact time
When the questions get most vigorously daunting
T's about Me
How My walk was before the storms came
T's about Me
Where My Faith lies when I needed answers
T's about Me
How much of Him I Carry
T's about Me
My Commitment, My Devotion, My Worship.
T's about Me
How much I've Learnt to trust in Him
Ts about Me
The level of Acquaintance I've gained in His presence.
T's about Me
T's about where I stand.
OCTOBER 2O16 / @M.H.O.G Unveiled
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