The Divine Landlord's Call #2133

The Divine Landlord's Call In lands not ours, we walk each day, God's voice declares, "This is My way." The earth, the sky, each mountain tall, Belongs to Him, who made it all. As strangers here, we dwell and roam, In God’s great world, we make our home. "Do not claim," His voice does ring, "For this is My land, I am the King." Through Jesus' tales, the truth we see, The tenants’ pride, their misery. They cast out servants, killed the heir, Forgetting the true Lord was near. In our quest for control, we lose the light, We build our empires, with all our might. But in this grasp, we edge God out, And lose the sacred, divine route. God is the Landlord, not we, In His grace, we find the key. To live as pilgrims, hearts aligned, With His will, His truth enshrined. Not lords, but stewards, we must be, Tending His earth with humility. For in this role, true peace we find, With joy and grace, our hearts aligned. The land is His, we are His own, In reverence, love, our place is shown. Let’s live with care, with hearts sincere, As tenants loved, we hold Him dear. The echo of His call is clear, "Reside in My land, with holy fear." Let’s heed His voice, embrace our role, With God as Landlord, we are whole. -Steven G. Lee (July 1, 2024)