Casting of Stones

Tisk, tisk. Isn’t it sad? So caught in their religion.
Repeating prayers and holding beads.
Hallelujah! Amen! Another chorus, please.

They kneel when they pray, the sign of the cross
We know better than that, much more holy
We lift our hands and shout out boldly.

Chants and hymns, a polka mass?
Robes and caps, incense swung widely
Will they never learn? It’s just not godly.

We’ve learned the language
We know how to talk.
Are you saved? Been blessed?
Do you walk the walk?

No sprinkling here, we’ve been immersed.
Bread and wine, crackers and juice
We don’t do the Eucharist.

It’s a little sad don’t you think?
All this posturing and puffing of chests
Us evangelicals are really a mess.

Yes, I’ll own up to it.
I’m part of your clan.
Well versed in scripture that I am.

Love my brothers and sisters too
But it makes me cringe from time to time
As I hear the others that we malign.

Can’t we show just a little grace?
Step on down from our ivory towers?
Are THEIR traditions really worse than OURS?

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