Relax, sit down and ponder
Just where you are today
Are you moving in The Lord
Or suffering from decay
Do you bother asking Him
To find an open door

You like the thought of sickness
It keeps you in your place
People tend to notice you
The pain etched on your face
Gives you a leave of absence

The painful log is in your eye
As you denounce another soul
For being lesser than yourself
Not meeting your exacting goal
Pharisees were just the same

Do not take this personally
But you are rather strange
You go to church each sunday
And give Him all your change
Cos money is your stronghold

Wonders never cease, they say
In The Lords case, that is true
If you start the day with Him
He will somehow get you through
All the problems, all the pain

How do people see me
Do they like the way
That everything I say and do
Will obviously portray
The fact that I'm a Christian
Who loves to serve The Lord

Look out of your window
Upon a different land
Your insularity prevails
Whilst sinking in the sand
You like to be reminded
Of all that's gone before

I've been a naughty boy today
Thoughts bombard my addled brain
Some are pleasing, rather nice
Some should end up down the drain
Sadly, though, the devil knows

Today I wandered in a dream
To where my treasure finally lay
A promise I had made, I kept
Enjoyed the journey, come what may
Once I took a trembling step

You live your life as you see fit
According to your strain
You feel it is quite normal
For your days to wax and wane
Hoping that the weeks go by

Like a game of tennis
I keep sending back Your ball
If only I would let You win
Then You would have my all
My shield is quite a barrier
Defences, very tight

Take me as I am, my friend
Cos what you see, you get
Although I've travelled many years
I haven't got there yet
Plodding on relentlessly
Believing in The Son

The shadows creep around me
The darkness held at bay
But for the strength of Jesus
I'd surely lose my way
The enemy is a whispering

Life is like a seesaw
You're sitting on your end
What is on the other side
Is it foe or friend
The weight of life is heavy
Can leave you in the air

Decision time is here again
What to do with such a gift
That's generous beyond all doubt
The kind that gives financial lift
Should we spend it on our needs