Jesus said, “But to what will I compare this generation? It is like children sitting in the marketplaces and calling to one another,
‘We played the flute for you, and you did not dance;
we wailed, and you did not mourn.’
we wailed, and you did not mourn.’
For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say, ‘He has a demon’; the Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, ‘Look, a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!’ Yet wisdom is vindicated by her deeds.”
Then he began to reproach the cities in which most of his deeds of power had been done, because they did not repent. “Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the deeds of power done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes. But I tell you, on the day of judgment it will be more tolerable for Tyre and Sidon than for you. And you, Capernaum, will you be exalted to heaven? No, you will be brought down to Hades. For if the deeds of power done in you had been done in Sodom, it would have remained until this day. But I tell you that on the day of judgment it will be more tolerable for the land of Sodom than for you.” Matthew 11:16-24
You Did Not Dance
Pushing on and off of the subway car
music soars and lifts right by you
head buried in your tiny handheld screen
you miss the life breath sent your way.
There were sweet children laughing
nearby your walk, you passed unnoticing
head full of important meetings and words
that noone will ever remember being said.
The light filters through autumn leaves
those that clung fiercely to the trees
their colors, gold, red and yellow orange
were wasted on your very self-importance.
The life we have been given is fleeting
daily we ignore the miracles around us
yet in each moment of ignoring others
we miss seeing the face of our Creator.
You Did Not Dance
Pushing on and off of the subway car
music soars and lifts right by you
head buried in your tiny handheld screen
you miss the life breath sent your way.
There were sweet children laughing
nearby your walk, you passed unnoticing
head full of important meetings and words
that noone will ever remember being said.
The light filters through autumn leaves
those that clung fiercely to the trees
their colors, gold, red and yellow orange
were wasted on your very self-importance.
The life we have been given is fleeting
daily we ignore the miracles around us
yet in each moment of ignoring others
we miss seeing the face of our Creator.
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