Unchurched Black Men - Introduction or Where the Men At?
The following post begins a series of posts taken from the message board of one of my groups and is used with full permission of Ken Aveirls, Sr. a/k/a Saukrates.
UnChurched Black Men - Introduction
Posted: 10 Jul 2005, 9:43pm
I promised Longdrive, that I would comment on his post. It's late. . sigh. . .however, I need to break this down over a period of time. It will take longer than a blurb here or there, because there are more than one possible scenario.
The Prophet Amos, sheepherder and sycamore tree tender penned these words - "Woe to those at ease in Zion." This eighth-century prophet of Israel was condemning the leisure class of his nation for living well, eating the choicest cuts of meat, drinking the best wines, living in luxurious homes, and anointing themselves with the most expensive fragrances. All this they do "but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph"
It's hard, very hard, for a "brother", to go up in a church house, making ends barely meet, and the "Passa" is wearing a Presidential Rolex, driving an E or S-Class (or Bentley), has a private jet, and lives in a palatial palace. . . . While he has a watch from WalMart, a car that has 3 good tires, and he's rolling on a doughnut, hasn't had a vacation outside of the state in 5 years, and lives in an apartment! Also, as he looks around his community, it's crumbling down. . . .in every aspect of life.
Dr. James Cone (AME Professor. . . tee hee), in an essay in "The Pastor as Servant", quotes from a statement that circulated at a poor people's rally in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
I was hungry
and you formed a humanities club
and you discussed my hunger.
Thank you.
I was imprisoned
and you crept off quietly
to your chapel in the cellar
and prayed for my release.
I was naked
and in your mind
you debated the morality of my appearance.
I was sick
and you knelt and thanked God
for your health.
I was homeless
and you preached to me
of the spiritual shelter of the love of God.
I was lonely
and you left me alone
to pray for me.
You seem so holy;
so close to God.
But I'm still very hungry
and lonely
and cold.
So where have your prayers gone?
What have they done?
What does it profit a man
to page through his book of prayers
when the rest of the world is crying for his help?
"Think About It. . . ."
Saukratees~
UnChurched Black Men - Introduction
Posted: 10 Jul 2005, 9:43pm
I promised Longdrive, that I would comment on his post. It's late. . sigh. . .however, I need to break this down over a period of time. It will take longer than a blurb here or there, because there are more than one possible scenario.
The Prophet Amos, sheepherder and sycamore tree tender penned these words - "Woe to those at ease in Zion." This eighth-century prophet of Israel was condemning the leisure class of his nation for living well, eating the choicest cuts of meat, drinking the best wines, living in luxurious homes, and anointing themselves with the most expensive fragrances. All this they do "but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph"
It's hard, very hard, for a "brother", to go up in a church house, making ends barely meet, and the "Passa" is wearing a Presidential Rolex, driving an E or S-Class (or Bentley), has a private jet, and lives in a palatial palace. . . . While he has a watch from WalMart, a car that has 3 good tires, and he's rolling on a doughnut, hasn't had a vacation outside of the state in 5 years, and lives in an apartment! Also, as he looks around his community, it's crumbling down. . . .in every aspect of life.
Dr. James Cone (AME Professor. . . tee hee), in an essay in "The Pastor as Servant", quotes from a statement that circulated at a poor people's rally in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
I was hungry
and you formed a humanities club
and you discussed my hunger.
Thank you.
I was imprisoned
and you crept off quietly
to your chapel in the cellar
and prayed for my release.
I was naked
and in your mind
you debated the morality of my appearance.
I was sick
and you knelt and thanked God
for your health.
I was homeless
and you preached to me
of the spiritual shelter of the love of God.
I was lonely
and you left me alone
to pray for me.
You seem so holy;
so close to God.
But I'm still very hungry
and lonely
and cold.
So where have your prayers gone?
What have they done?
What does it profit a man
to page through his book of prayers
when the rest of the world is crying for his help?
"Think About It. . . ."
Saukratees~
Comments
The story was great as I commented.
Your blog posts are good for a book.
I also voted for you.
God bless.
Also John said that the showy display of ones means life does not originate from the Father but the world, also Paul mentioned that the world is passing away and Jesus said that the Ruler of world of the world showed him all the kingdoms of the world and offered them to him.
So lets look at it World + Ruler = Satan's System of things.
Look for another place of worship, many of these so called Pasters place themselves in roles of supreme leadership, in realuty they are All Pharisees, Hypochrites
Harsh ? I think not, when it comes to your Life, everlasting that is, you must look with eyes of the spirit not eyes of the world.
Peace