We are taught to shun the world as one been bitten
Shackle the flesh and ignore the passing
Patterns of God or truth re-written?
Truth is plain
In front of our eyes
Read instinctively in what has been made
The bonds of family
Life and death both intertwined
Patterns of God, truth for sure
The world is our friend
The “world” is a fiend
Which is it?
This poem is a reflection on 2Cor 4:4 which talks about the ruler of this world. It seems that most people interpret the ruler to be satan and the world the place of his dominion.
This is mixed up and actually a crippling way of thinking for a follower of Christ.
The patterns of the world are the “rulers of this world” personified – and here is the bit that hurts – much of Christianity follows the ruler of this world.
The poem is a challenge to re-think our views of the world – the world that Jesus entered in the flesh – the world that He loved.
Disgust and distance is not holiness.