GuitaristBeth

She said To be a Christian You must say Jesus is Lord. Ok. What then? You go to church. And read your Bible. And listen to Christian music. And hang out With all the right people Doing all the right things. Making Pastor happy And voting For all the right politicians. So who is your Jesus That following that guy Caused you to forget The poor He loved? The oppressed? The homeless? The naked? The refugees? Would your Jesus Hang out with that gay guy Your church friends Taught you to convert? Would your Jesus Worry about which bathrooms People use? Is your Jesus white? I think we have a Jesus problem As to which Jesus Is Lord.

I act Every second of every day I am a very good Actor I don't fake who I am, everything You hear, everything You see is real But the things I don't say are real too I don't tell You how I flinched when You said her imaginary friend committed suicide and everyone laughed I don't tell You why I told You, that I didn't want to, and that I hate the idea of "coming out" I don't tell You how much it hurts Me that You told me, how much I wish I didn't know I don't tell You how close I got to others now that You're gone, but I'm afraid you are about to find out I don't tell You how I never know whether you are being real or fake, so sometimes I don'

Small back ally café Warm smile, Warm cup Kind words, Kind space Small table just for one But that’s okay, that’s all I need A little place just to breath A little whip cream to make me smile A little music to calm my thoughts A little cocoa to warm my hands A little chat with a kind face A little slow in the world of fast No phone, it stays in my pocket No book it stays in my backpack No distractions, just for ten minutes Just sit and watch and listen and learn And take a moment to do nothing at all Thank you kind coffee shop and everyone in it For letting me have a moment Now back to the world, Back to my phone, Back to