The Church with a Closed Door
Of the seven churches there is nothing
Good said about Laodicea. Their
Spirituality was lethargic. I know
Your deeds; Neither hot nor cold.
With your attitude of indifference,
I will spit you out of my mouth.
A tepid church is the most difficult. It
Is easier to deal with a frozen church.
They were proud, arrogant, rich, and
Therefore had need of nothing. You
Say I am rich, but you are wretched,
Pitiful poor, blind and naked.
Spiritually, they were poverty stricken.
But didn’t know it. Blind but knew it not.
Naked and cared not. Christ stood knocking
And calling, but the door was closed.
He that overcomes will sit with me
In my Father’s house. He who has
An ear, let him hear what the
Spirit says to the churches.
Next Poem Index of
Poems
(c) Rex H. Henderson 2003 - All poems are copyrighted by Rex
H. Henderson and are used by permission.
-
Joy and Sorrow
- Measuring the Temple
- The Two Witnesses
- Things to Come
- Mother and Her Child
- The Forces at War
- War in Heaven
- Devil and the Beast
- Christian’s Only
Weapons
- The Second Beast
- The Father’s Own
- The Imitation of Christ
- Angels Bring Good
Tidings
- A Voice from Heaven
- The Harvest of Judgment
- The Victors of Christ
- The Song of Victory
- Unapproachable
Glory
- Retributive Justice
- Satan’s Recruiting
Agents
- Armageddon
- The Seventh Bowl
- Rome
Becomes a Harlot
- Vision
in the Wilderness
- The
Scarlet Woman
- Beast
the Harlot Rode
- The
Fall of Babylon
- The
Final Desolation
- The
Rejoicing Saints
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