First
Metropolitan Church
8870 W. Sam Houston Pkwy N.
Houston, TX 77040
713-983-7878
Dr.
John D. Ogletree Jr. Senior Pastor/Founder
Story
Time with TreeJ3
Spiritual Sunglasses
SIWWIS
#5
Can
you see,
Do you completely see reality?
Could it be that, you are blind as can be,
Or just unaware, of reality,
Well, test yourself?
How many
fingers do I have up?
How many people are drinking from a cup?
Check out my nose,
You see my fingers but not my toes?
Are they there?
What color
do I be?
How much hair is on me, that you see?
Well, are you blind?
Can you see all of me?
No, but the pieces unseen, are still, reality,
Can
you see me?
No, not the physical me!
The me, that is built inside of me, the He that is in me,
Can you see the way He manifest inside of me?
Every time
you speak to me,
You are answered by the He in me.
The one you don’t see,
But I assure you He is a reality.
Do you
respect me?
Or even understand why that should be?
Could you possibly fathom loving me,
Since my body is not shaped how the world says it should be.
If you
could really see me,
Or if you knew who the He in me Be,
Then you would look at me in admiration,
And your love for me would be like a slave to a plantation.
You would
be chained to me,
Not turning up your nose at me
You would serve me,
Working hard to please me.
You
wouldn’t speak to me, or call me out my name,
You would see me, claim me, hold me and not be ashamed.
If I offend you.
Would you claim me,
As your family.
Spend
time by my side, in my time of need,
Wiping the tears, sweat and debris from my eyes., so that I could see
See how
handsome?
See I am strong and fit.
See how tall I am,
See my body is streamline and long,
How pure
my skin is.
Can’t you see?, Not literally,
but, spiritually
People
silly, talking about cells and organisms forming to make the first man,
Even if you take that route, those cells were formed in the master’s hand.
Can’t you see me?
The reality of a divine one that will never cease to be.
Well,
let me help you see,
There is the chair that you sit in,
Don’t you know that he is there,
That chair illustrates His character, patience and strength.
What about
that cup,
It too whisper His name.
See how it is easy to grasp and is made for you,
And the liquid inside of it is you,
Huh you say, without the cup, you would flow and spill everywhere.
See
Him also in this shirt and your pants,
He hides your nakedness,
And protects you from harm,
And when life gets cold, He surrounds you and keeps you warm.
Man,
why is this poem called Spiritual Sunglasses?
The reality of life is, you will miss the bright light from
the truth and the light,
Without something to protect your eyes from the glory that shines bright.
Thus, you need some sunglasses, that allow you to look into the light,
And truly
see reality.
If you still cant see,
Try my Spiritual Sunglasses on,
And see life as I see it.
Are
you Blind?
Can you See?
Do you really see me,
Or are you missing the He in me.
Still
overpowered by the outward image,
Lacking and thirsting for substance and advanced privileges,
As long as you look at life with your naked eye,
You will miss life and never understand it true beauty.
Try these
glasses on.
See life as I see it.
Rev.
Johnny D. Ogletree III
JDOIII2002©
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