While among the exiles,
Ezekiel had visions from God
God remembered His people
And the path they trod
Even though they were a people
Separated from their land
God would soon remind them
He’d not removed His hand
The words were sweet to the prophet
A reminder of God’s presence
But soon it would be realized
That was only the essence
The tangible specifics
May be uneasy to swallow
Because Gods people had chosen
Their ways, not Gods, to follow
The words required were bitter
Though ultimately sweet
Thankfully for Israel
Ezekiel was willing to eat
What scroll is laid before us?
What messages to share?
Are we willing to speak of Gods Love
When our humanity’s laid bare?
Will we speak the difficult words
Of repentance God requires?
Or will we be content to hear
The words from other choirs?
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