Hostility

Ephesians 2:16 New Living Translation (NLT)

16 Together as one body, Christ reconciled both groups to God by means of His death on the cross, and our hostility toward each other was put to death.

 

 

Hostility         

 

Why do I think you to be strange … like you're not part of me?

You hide yourself in a picture frame … like some captured deed.     

You act like a fixture of the past … just a memory of devotion

Hung in a frame of a special cast … made up of smooth emotion.

 

When unexpected trouble befalls … and self-rattles and shakes,

That picture then falls of the wall … as fully charge it takes.

It turns despair into nagging and irritation grows into hate.

As patience start dragging … as it mirrors death's open gate.

 

Now anger starts slowly boiling and excuses keep justice intact.

Decisions are now toiling … with your senses as a matter of fact.

No way to change direction … or slip that picture back on the wall

Until you've lost all affection … and that only through a fall.

 

Jan Wienen

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