Armchair Christian
All hail the Armchair Christian!
Pointing out the wrongs of others,
One sin at a time.
Fighting the spiritual battle,
From the comfort of your living room.
Your God is tailor made.
He fits you like a fine custom suit.
You could live a life that's abundant.
You choose to live one that is redundant.
To serve is what you expect from others.
You wear a cloak of self-righteousness.
You can do no wrong Armchair Christian.
You were given the special pass.
Your keenness can detect sin from a mile away.
It's is easy for you.
For you are spotless.
Throwing around scripture like an actor performing on stage.
Saying the lines you feel define the story.
Skipping the scenes you feel do not.
If God needed an Editor for the bible,
You would be him.
For we seek Your wisdom.
You give what you have to.
Not what you can.
That is the job of others.
This is how you put others before self.
Ask not what you can do for your brothers and sisters,
But what they can do for you.
Because you deserve it.
You point out my sins,
But there are 3 fingers pointing back.
This must be a mere formality?
When my judgment comes,
Will you be my counsel Armchair Christian?
You know all the loopholes.
The bible is black and white.
But you make it gray.
Get out of your seat Armchair Christian.
If you're not too busy.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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