This morning was delicious. For the first Saturday in a long time I did not have to get up and get busy right away. I still woke up at my usual 5:30, but took my time getting out of bed, getting breakfast, and taking a hot bath. I love a hot bath in the cold weather. I also love getting under the electric blanket after. My 91 year old mother in law slept late this morning. My husband did his usual morning routine which does not involve me. As I lay there, thinking, this poem came to me:

You call yourself a Christian

At church you smile and smile and smile

You call yourself a Christian

But for your elderly you won’t go the extra mile

You call yourself a Christian

As missionaries you send far to roam

You call yourself a Christian

And here in town you put your elderly in a nursing home

You call yourself a Christian

And you make your disabled elderly stay home, all alone

You call yourself a Christian

You say Jesus is my guide

You call yourself a Christian

But your selfishness and love of money you do hide

You call yourself a Christian

So you believe you are to honor your father and mother

You call yourself a Christian

But you only honor them if they are not a bother

You call yourself a Christian

As to foreign countries you travel to ‘save’

You call yourself a Christian

but to the sick and dying in your church you merely give a wave

You call yourself a Christian

While you live in your pretend world

You call yourself a Christian

As your ‘loved ones’ into pain and suffering are hurled

You call yourself a Christian

Please add the word hypocrite at the end