Engarde!

This is a poem I wrote back in the nineties for a family member who wanted something for a church program. (It was my former home church, and I saw them beginning to fold in some Word of faith language and practice into the way of worship. This was a subtle way of letting them know a better route. It went ignored. I left.) It sums up my thinking concerning why I call out false teaching when I see it. It is not artsy and metaphorical.

The poem is different from the popular form of today.

It rhymes.

What can we, as Christians, do to guard the Holy Word?
Exhort the body urgently to test the things they've heard
While television ministries abound, and are immense,
The bulk of them are dubious to people on the fence.
Their doctrine is heretical, their prophecies are false.
Yet millions call them "acts of God"-- the strange, hypnotic waltz.
But those among us tossed and blown by every wind of teaching,
Are unequipped to take the hands of wary skeptics reaching.
If we persist to give the Word a cursory perusal,
The world will greet our invitation with a flat refusal.
So be encouraged! Learn the Word for which the martyrs bled
And "show thyself approved" to speak and stand for Christ, the Head!