Took a stroll through a Christian bookshop, <br />saw a book admonishing all to be disciples, <br />not simply “Christians” <br /> <br />A novel about a forty-year old Methodist <br />preacher divorcee still having to sermonize <br />while she lost the ability to pray - <br />until she meets a boyfriend <br /> <br />Another single Methodist preacher who finds <br />his childhood sweetheart on the beach, both <br />of them scarred by life – oh my goodness, <br />thank heaven I never wanted to become <br />a Methodist preacher <br /> <br />Another story of the Jewish jihad – holy war <br />in Jerusalem, bombs falling - voices calling: <br />Where be thee God; Open Your Eyes, These <br />Are Free-Wheeling Humans, God said <br /> <br />An allegory about a broken pot called <br />“Beloved” who is restored and visits <br />heaven’s library – what a romp, <br />completed by Maxwell’s advice <br />on leadership <br /> <br />According to his guidelines on integrity <br />it seems to me all the good leaders <br />are in heaven already, only the <br />bad ones are left here on <br />earth…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/religion-bombs-falling-voices-calling/
