We are back to the basics
Where we believed like children
Without a wavering heart and no doubts at all
Giving out our best and blocking out the noise
Even when the situation was dire
We did not pay heed to our experiences
Neither were we attentive to our understanding
For that was what we were conscious of
But now, there are questions without answers
A lot do not make sense
Like when the word says
Give from your heart for you shall receive
Do not be anxious so we hand over our worries
Do not forsake the assembly of the saint and we fellowship together
But we begin to provide alternatives
What if I do not give to the church but to the poor?
How about if I worship but by myself and virtually?
Anxiety? I cannot do without
Then we begin to worship on our terms
Why follow the aspects that favour us alone?
Pray but not give to HIS store house?
Sacrifice but just a little aspect of ourselves?
Show kindness but only to the people we want?
Life happens, they say
Our experiences play a role and we struggle
Even with this aspect of ourselves
Where we’ve been instructed to let ourselves go
How hard is that?
Just like you, I do not have the answers
Because just like you, I am on a journey to acquaint myself with Him
I am back to where it all began
Just like a child.
