In the Silence of Hearts #537

In the Silence of Hearts In this century's maze, where shadows and light dance, Christians, called to face corruption's vast expanse. Not with swords drawn, but with open hearts, we stand, A journey of integrity, God's silent demand. Paul's voice echoes, through the corridors of time, "God cannot be mocked," a truth sublime. A man sows seeds, in the fields he chooses, Harvests of the heart, he never loses. The Gospel whispers, soft as a newborn's sigh, Its strength not in force, but in the vulnerability nigh. It grows, it flourishes, in humility's embrace, But strays like an old man, without a child's grace. "Change and become like little children," He said, Through Jesus's words, to simplicity we're led. Away from cynicism, from pride's cold clasp, Into a world where innocence's hands we grasp. This era calls, not just to fight the night, But to look within, where truth ignites light. Shedding deception, in humility we're dressed, On a journey inward, where our spirits are blessed. Through trials, a treasure of authenticity we find, A beacon of Gospel truth, to the world, we're entwined. In childlike humility, a profound strength we claim, Unlocking kingdom's gates, in innocence's name. Written by Steven G. Lee (March 11, 2024)