I started this poem 20 years ago in my Columbia Days. I would write a couple lines a year. I’m at Dulles Airport this morning on my way out to Santa Barbara for an internet marketing related conference.
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Listen friends, and mark my words in this moment and this hour–
God is jealous for his name for his name is jealous.

Nor is this a charming flower to set before a man
nor one of his commands.

Yet, without Jesus, this is more than we can love as we desire peace,
and less than we can know as we desire joy.

For the sacred fire
that makes us liars–
I mean, that separates speech from dreams,
and separates our flesh from the future–
is God’s power manifested.
So, in the year and the hour– for his sake, invest your desire in Jesus.
Follow his holy fire for right now. Right now he intercedes for us in heaven!

Some will say we are people of the way.
We are people of the way.
We praise his holy name Yahweh.
I am who I am.
I cause all things to be.
I am the first cause of creation.
We praise his holy name Elohym.

And say “Thank you Jesus for your precious blood–
better, so much better than the blood of Abel.

How then shall we pray?
I pray bless me a lot oh God.
Show me your kingdom and righteousness
in such a way that my thoughts words and deeds
reflect your wisdom and power
and that for the sake of your honor and glory
so that I will live in your presence in this life and the next
restore to me the days the locust took
for your name sake
let me hear my children praise your name.
And their children too.
I pray this in Jesus name.