Zealous Servant
by John W Frye
Just a cup of cold water
Smashed into my face.
The zealous servant served me,
Leaving bits of glass
And blood and water
Gushing from my mouth.
Zeal without love
Is the devil’s way.
Zealous Servant
Tuesday, 29 January 2008
Another pilfering from Jesus the Radical Pastor - this wonderful poem :)
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