Sunday, April 22, 2018

The Sabbath Morning Showman


The Showman 


Does carrying that Crown never get too heavy
Take up all your days until you’re too old to carry on?
Does burying all that widow’s gold
Take up too much room inside your soul until its’ gone?
Are there any Inner Rooms left Inside? 
Are there any Sacred Hours you can Find?
Where your sons can take to Flight? 
Where your daughters can Delight? 
Where your wife can hide from the Storm Outside? 
Where you haven’t filled them up with Showman’s Pride?
Chorus: On Showman, 
When the Lights Don’t Glow 
Do you got nothing left but the memory a Show? 
When the Curtain Falls Do you got no glory left at All? 
When the Airtime Fails Do those reruns become your private Hell?
Do those reruns become your private Hell? 
Does carrying that all that shame ever get to heavy 
Take up all your days until you’re too old to carry on?
Does eating up all the praise and applause
Take up too much room inside your soul until its’ gone?
-Are there any Treasured Memories left Inside
Are there any Buried Seasons you can Find 
Where your sons learned what is wrong and what is Right? 
Where your daughters learned they are worth the Fight? 
Where your wife found a stage on you where she can Shine? 
Where you haven’t built them by the Showman’s Design?
-And when the audience heads home 
Where will You go to be Whole? 
Oh, Showman, the Joker has got you blinded by the Glow?
Oh, Showman, it is you thats missing it all and didn't Know
Oh, Showman, does the cold wind ever blow 
Hard enough to push you off that Stage 
Hard enough to push you off that Stage 

Prayer for The Showman And Their Sheep

Director of The Universe

We ask you to give us Shepherds after your own Heart
We ask that we follow by your Spirit and not by Our Eyes
We ask that we are ruled by Statesmen instead of Politicians
We ask that we led by Leaders instead of Liars
We ask for Pastors and Prophets in the Pews instead of Pimps and Profiteers
We ask to bow our knees beside Broken Saints instead of Shiny Showmen
We ask that we be Washed by the Blood instead of Whitewashed by the Crowd

“But woe to you, Torah scholars and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you shut people out of the kingdom of heaven. For you do not enter yourselves, nor do you let those enter who are trying to go in” Matthew 23:13

Resource: “Courageous” movie https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=70MVn1q-yyM 


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