I wrote a poem the other day
That was full of worldly wisdom.
It was advice for how to prosper
In this world so wily and unpredictable.
But after I did, I felt discouraged and tired.
I put the poem away and broke with my own advice.
I decided that perhaps better advice
Would be to follow Jesus
Out of the world
And into the road of sacrifice
That leads to renunciation.
And I know that many of you,
Perhaps the very ones
That I want to reach
Will turn away upon hearing that
Because you think I mean to get the old religion.
But that’s not the case at all.
