"Honor thy father and mother, that thy days may be long upon the earth."
Everytime you come knocking
These walls come tumbling down.
And looked over the security of every inch of the house I built away from you
Yet and still, when you come knocking,
I think you need a better approach.
Maybe if you called before you came,
I could leave the door unlocked and
you could just come right in and I wouldn't have to hear your
hard, authoritative knocks!
OR I could just leave the door open for you to walk right through...
But perhaps you are right that I should
not build my house on sand. Although
I know for sure that it is not windy
Or perhaps I am right in building it on sand--
I mean, the wind HARDLY blows...
Or perhaps I was on a mission from God, that
this house you shame with your knuckles is built with His hands.
And that every time you say "Talk to God"
I silently retort with an "I already have! He's
The reason why I'm in trouble in the first place!"
Should I burn it down and rebuild it somewhere else, where you might approve--
which would be nowhere if
Or should I buy stronger bolts,
Top my roof with better shingles and
Make my wallpaper peel-proof!
It takes work to build a house;
And I didn't build it for you.
Whether or not you come knocking is
I will be busy honoring this house
And giving it the attention it deserves,
Not because you keep knocking but
Because I'd like to live in it with some security.
You haven't come knocking in a while now,
I am almost sure this house is perfectly
built now, still on sand.
It is rooted deeply though and the
Lord made sure that every rainstorm
that came this way appeased before it
But only because I stopped
anticipating your knocking.
I barely notice it when you do now.
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