Whether we come to church all tailored Or we have to wear old jeans and a shirt We're supposed to be there to worship Not to judge each others material worth Do we welcome the stranger In tattered smelly clothes Or do we change our seats Make him feel like a hobo Do we treat all members the same Or do we treat the large tithers best Would the pastor still want to be here If his pay was far far less Do we gossip and place judgment On those we don't understand Or do we love them anyway Without expectations or demands My heart goes out to the churches Who make worship so difficult Who make folks feel they don't belong And in the end get no results Churches are for the sick The sinner who's lost his sight His desire is to leave the darkness And walk straight into the light But can this be accomplished By the church who loves him not Would Jesus be happy that we abused The one sheep He so diligently sought Clothes, tithes, mannerisms Should not be ours to judge Changes can only take place Through unconditional love When we abuse a child God sent We negate all good that we do Without kindness and acceptance Everything else becomes moot God looks deep into our hearts Outer appearance is not His care He judges us by our hearts intent I wonder what He'll find there Special thanks to my dear friend, Mary Silva, for allowing me to reprint this soul searching poem. Be sure to visit Mary's website titled "Whispered Winds" for more wonderful Christian poetry. If you haven’t chosen to accept Jesus Christ as God’s eternal gift of salvation you may want to consider it at this time by clicking on the link here below. God's Plan For Salvation. "For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life." (John 3:16) This not for profit webpage created by Marvaline 8 January 2011