PROVISION DIVISION

He came to us as a pauper
With no money or home to His name
A borrowed manger as a bed
Our God without royalty or fame

King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Should have riches untold
He should bring to humanity
Limitless jewels and pots of gold

He should be on a White Horse
With throngs of soldiers of might and power
To deliver the helpless and orphaned
From the claws of injustice scraping to devour

....children

An infant, a baby, is our king
Even worse, hidden from the world's authority
Didn't God know how the system works
No way can you win if you are part of the minority

He came up just like any other child
Going through the process of growth
Showing through example
You can LOVE or be rich, but not both

Even on the Cross, as He gave His life
A broken heart gushing out His side
Believers disappointed that He was just a man
And the hoped for deliverance, He didn't provide 

When He resurrected and heart's began to change
He dined with friends and family with the new life in Him, gained
Yet, still misunderstood....

Today, we are not any different 
Hoping for our Savior to appear and take us to a party in the sky
As a parent, would we want our children
To take our provision, judge us with division, then ask us why
....our sacrifice didn't measure up to THE IMAGE...

His lavish sacrifice is more than enough for me.

Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-23-2017

Note: Thank God, He went before me, showed me what I would have to overcome, which gives me the hope I need to hold on and continue to wait, with passion, for His soon return.