Prophets And Experts

Oh the lips that flow with the world’s honey,
never know of heaven’s bees or eternal wisdom
where all they see and can assess
is by what their own hands can hold or make.

So when you live by faith and trust with all your heart
though the rain comes and the day is far too long
out come the soothsayers to dispense their doom
only their mouths suppress their forecasts
by simply uttering that feign omniscient, “aha, aha”
rolling their eyes with mocking glares
quietly thinking how moronic you are
for clinging to something promised in God’s word.

Unto the soldiers of the cross
who have their scars of walking with the Lord,
in the heart is held that power of His spirit
ever remembering each time some valley came
where the end was not easily seen,
but knowing that God was at the end
making sure you arrived as His hand made possible.

Now while those silly nitwits mock and snicker
over the supposed lack of wisdom you express
it is the time to just keep walking and trusting,
aware sooner or later all those who trust to their own strength
will make a mistake and fall.

That is the time a quiet curl of the lips
and mere stare at their embarrassment
is as bad as pouring hot coals on their bodies.

Then walking ahead singing a psalm
while they sit and burn in their own shame
allowing the chance to laugh a tad,
which is an echo that it always haunts them