Jesus sees it coming. He is the venerated edifice and the wrecking ball has reached the apex of its backswing.
Author: J Dot
A poem for Wednesday in the Fifth Week of Lent
The first quarter of the eyeroll might be devoted to the idea that numbers — number of people attending a service, number of people viewing a service online, number of people participating in mission work, number of people being served by mission work — that these numbers bear any relation to who has or has not been transformed by the redeeming power of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
When asked why he would not pick up his pen, Thomas reputedly replied, “All that I have written seems like straw to me.” He died six months later. His magnum opus remains unfinished.