vagabond's blues

billions of these in your pocket

today i went to church with a hardened, rebellious heart. i didn't want to be there. it's been more and more difficult to want to go to harvest. it's clocking in and clocking out. it's adding external programs to address internal problems. it's looking to a new pastor to usher in revival. it's game nights chalked up as "fellowship", while digging deep in Scripture is brushed aside. it's indulging on skepticism towards cross-cultural congregations. it's competition and keeping track. it's keeping our heads down whenever conflict or confrontation may come into play. it's neglecting to tame our tongues. it's talk of Jesus with no intention to love. it's spiritual deadness. it's me.