The problem with finding you’re “chosen”
It makes you wonder who was not
And for this early new “people”
They needed reminded, a lot
It wasn’t that they didn’t have family
Each one had a mom and a dad
But following Jesus made each one let go
Of identities they previously had
Set free from what used to give them
Their bearings among so many others
It was good to remind them they now had
A plethora of sisters and brothers
This wasn’t some new way of being
That God just decided to try
This was what He’d been doing
Since Abraham and Moses came by
To be part of God’s “chosen people”
Even living far off among strangers
Gave important and real identity
As they worshipped the king from a manger
So now as a people shown mercy
Live as people from light marvelous
Turn away from the dark desires of flesh
Be encouraged, that you’re one with us.
Though they malign you as “different”
I assure you “different” is good
It sets you apart as one who is living
As God’s own royal priesthood.
The beginning of a letter
Compared to something like “Dear Church,”
Paul & Timothy began their words
So the people would not have to search
The words of the whole letter
Should be read through this appeal
Filled with thanks, full of hope-
That they’d know Gods’ love is real.
That God would bring to completion
All work that He’s begun
That even something like imprisonment
Cannot hold back the Son
He spoke with such compassion
Even though they were apart
He affirmed his desire to be with them
And knew they held him in their heart
A pastoral letter
From a shepherd to his sheep
Only something like prison bars
Would be strong enough to keep
Yet here is a reminder
The bars could not hold back
The Love of God revealed in Words
Strengthening for any attack
It comes as a reminder
For those of us with loving Words
To keep them unshared is something
Really quite absurd.
There are some leaders
Who only want the good news.
As if their prophets had
The ability to choose.
King Zedekiah was
A very powerful man.
But he led God’s people
So far from God’s plan.
He sacrificed children
Upon altars of lies,
And God would use Babylon
To help them realize.
But God would regather
His people one day.
After an exile
They’d return to stay.
When they do return
They would be single minded,
Their hearts to Gods’
They will have binded.
God makes a covenant
To never stop doing good,
When their hearts and minds
Turn to Him as they should.
They will be firmly planted
In the land of what’s New,
Trusting in God
To guide all that they do.
(So if we’re not living
In unending good,
There’s a chance idols
Have more room than they should.)