What Happened

2 Timothy 4:2 says Preach the word as official messenger Be ready when the time is right And even when it is not Keep your sense of urgency Weather the opportunity seems favorable Or unfavorable Whether convenient or inconvenient Whether welcome or unwelcome Correct those who err in doctrine or behavior Warn those who sin Exhort and encourage those who are growing toward spiritual maturity With inexhaustible patience and faithful teaching For far to long the church has set back and Watch this world go to hell in a handbasket But yet all the while getting fat of his teachings And while making political gains and things Being to worried about our image to help out our fellow man Forgetting our first love and calling Lacking any true fellowship Just because your a Pentecostal and there a Baptist So sense you don't have a heart like and for Christ He allowed the doors to be closed Just to see what would you do But instead of finding a way Y'all just went your own way So I have been commissioned just like Ezekiel to tell ya DRY BONES LIVE AGAIN What happened to being the light of the world What happened to being that city sat on a hill What happened to being the real church, The Real Church Matthew 5 and 14 says We are the light of this world A city sat on a hill that cannot be hidden But people have forgotten about the church Because we are no longer that beacon of light We allow all kind of mess to go on in his house Because we're afraid to cry out For what's right so you decided to turn your backs on Christ But see as for me and my house we will serve the Lord at all cost and continue to witness to the lost I would rather be like Romans 12 and 2 And not be conformed to this world or this age But be transformed and changed by the entire renewal of my mind So that I may prove what is good and acceptable And that perfect will of God Who has an ought against his church Just like the church of Ephesus in Revelation 2 and 4 We have been doing all this good work in his name But we have forgotten, left and abandoned our first love, man We have forgotten him in all our well doing