Wide Open Doors

by Dee Wade

• These wide church doors
• Open before all comers
• In honor of him who said
  • Come unto me.
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• They welcome pilgrims of Truth,
• The posers of great questions
  • the half faithful,
  • the full fearful,
• Pre- and, yes, post-believers,
• Joining inward journeyers
  • with justice types,
  • and sickbed friends
• With community builders,
• Jumbled, tumbled, together
  • ye that labor,
  • heavy laden,
• Bring each personality
• Bring each gift of the Spirit
  • each tongue of fire
  • each flash of flesh
• Bring white, black, yellow and red
• Geek, Barbie, and athlete
  • lovers young, old
  • where- whom-ever
• Come rich, come poor, tall and short
• Those ambling and those who move
  • on rolling stock
  • or canine led,
• And I will refresh your soul,
• Folk divvied every which way;
  • all may enter
  • except for these:
• Everyone Christ doesn’t love.
• Everyone God didn’t make.
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  • Everyone else
• Has family and a home,
• So through these wide open doors
  • do come, all y’all.
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• For my yoke is easy
• and my burden is light.