Flock of Priests

I knew a muttonhead who beat his sheep
And made them plaintively bleat and bleat;

But I knew a preacher who taught his flock
The Truth the Devil is zealous to mock,

A brother building fellow priests,
Not treating them as greater, less, or least,

Who loved them so he would not stand
On status quo or shifting sand,

Much grieved that any friend should fall,
A model for preachers by the name of Paul.



Olympics of the Heart

Depression is an embalmment
in tears and fears for self.
Godly grief is God-given
and God approved.
It focuses
on the interests of others.
It is relieved
to see joy
rise in others' hearts.
When God wins
I win.
God wins.
Hallelujah!
We win.