An excuse ...?
2 Timothy 1:7 New English Translation
7 For God did not give us a Spirit of fear but of power and love and self-control.
Cracks and flaws … no excuse
To love God with feeling and burning sensation,
To shower Him with warmth and tears
Is maybe more like sailing through the ocean
Without leaving a lasting trace behind
Love like this is just a short happy emotion
It is a loving pleasure to gently soothing fears
It touches the heart but brings only commotion
For its truth does not affect life but just the mind
The soul is the very self that we’re feeling
Cannot be easily drawn away from itself
So affection herein is only for self-working
And love for God becomes love's sake itself
So to think and talk or have a desire
And some way to meditate on the Lord
Is just done to make one-self happy?
As your motive is still far from the Lord
You’re moving just a breath away
From your pitiful self and your cause
Your loving is not for just God’s sake
Your life seems full of cracks and flaws
For all to be seen on your chosen pathway
The label of carnality deeply embossed
On all that you do and do oft desire
A hypocrite on the highway of the lost
Jan Wienen
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