Broken Disciple

Broken Disciple My pilgrims journey started out strong 9 years and a decade later my story and song Have turned into a heartless cycle May I share about a broken disciple? Took up my yoke and followed thee ‘Twas an easy burden initially The path lo I’ll finish what I begin A lifelong journey repenting of sin A regenerate soul forgiven in water But as life goes on the testing gets hotter I have no privilege not even a title But I travel as a broken disciple Try to keep up with the church's demands The passage shaves narrow with quickening sand Who can keep up with the legality? Of those who exercise a Pharisee mentality? Some Christians appear to be cut out for this While making the pilgrimage into a bus-in-ness Adding upon rules like a golden idol To discourage the faith of shattered disciples Some have sought prestige and fame looking down on others with disgust and shame But some give an effort as unfertilized seed And will never be amongst those who lead We strive and tarry just for survival Surrounded by the elite Professional Disciple With those who strut proud as they stifle And think high of themselves; to crush fragmented disciples Some gossip that we have “fallen away” But maybe like others we’ve gone astray Never forgetting the message that we heard In the presence of others it was inferred Yes my good confession was just this That Jesus is Lord and it still exists What would the shepherd do just to keep? Would he not go out and look for his sheep? I observed with fainting discipline to follow and obey But eventually I would learn the lesson of “betrayed” Immature in my walk and debilitated I fall Did not consider my exam would come within church walls My vision obstructed to see it coming Unfolding as it would and becoming The worst kind of hurt and intense trial But God had plans for this wounded gentile The lesson I learned was to forgive The hurts from other’s selfishly give’d Those with motives unclean and impure To inflict deep wounds on a believer for sure I am not without my own to blame I do not pretend to be righteously acclaimed Unable to settle disputes in the matter I grapple with anger and internal chatter No resolution came about and a sorry not said But was left to wonder to feel spiritually dead To bear the brunt and recover with no love And to search a little deeper for comfort above An act of benevolence and charity on my part Turned into a relationship destroyed at the heart The most very good intentions I could not hide Led to the increase and arrogance in another’s pride Community in the Kingdom will be challenged To overlook an offense is the continued balance Do not come to the alter for your weekly revival If you harbor bitterness with another disciple But if the Gospel shall not as it is be followed 7 x 70 forgiveness practiced and swallowed And no hint of the love as evidenced in the Bible Can you honestly say that another is a disciple? So if you have been so wounded and tempted And done what you can to live worldly resisted Remember the church is full of sickness and rival And that you were baptized in Jesus name As his broken disciple! By: bearded Jarhead