OUR MONEY WORLD
Our world of money,
Of greed and anxiety
Never what it seems to be
Laws of economics turned inside out
Always a way to buy and sell, or barter
A way found to give and take,
Twisted by so many, a way simply to control
To rise up above others, powerfully
A people, tribe, language or nations
Even the common currency of the “Mark of the Beast kingdom”.
Greed and competition as mother’s milk, as adrenalin for the soul,
The shrewd and cunning and bored play the game
Cover their lives with plenty,
But never, ever enough!
True peace with an unapproachable price
Love beyond the reach of mere human hands,
Even idols of silver and gold.
Only one selfless heart given to another
Both offered openly to the true Lord of all
Who made the one eternally priceless sacrifice,
Receives each living sacrifice with universal love
No earthly riches can buy;
God in heaven
Man and woman on earth, naked and vulnerable,
What material bridge can cross the impossible divide?
The spiritual chasm of death between heaven and earth?
What work, what prize can leap the divide
The demand of eternal perfection in God’s presence?
Nothing less, nothing more than the supernatural revelation
The most intimate divine touch upon a soul,
A human spirit awakened
A rebirth to truth and light
Friendship, fellowship with the Creator
Lost, buried so long ago.
For now money is used to buy a temporary answer
A satisfaction that fades with the beautiful sunset,
Same questions wait the next beautiful sunrise.