A Song of Hope

Can we sing a song of hope?
Will His people pray?
Will the politicians step down?
Will the people of the King decide to raise?

The angels raise their voices
The people dance in the streets
The sun shines its golden rays among the childrens feet
It's hope

The drums will sound
The heavens rejoice
The praises will echo through the voice
It's hope

A time when nations will fall
A time when the souls will rise
Evil will fall, evil it will die
It's hope

Rise up his people
Arise from your graves
Now we live in His days
Now we live in His hope

Sing the song of love
Sing the song of joy
Sing the song of praise
Sing the song of hope
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Not really sure where that came from. Perhaps from church, perhaps from the song "Song of Hope". I think part of it comes from being tired, from being at unease, in a constant sense of stress. Not so much at my own life, at least not the future, or the bills, or the jobs...more along the Church. I sat through a service today where a man talked more about the 400 years of Baptist history then he did about scripture, last weekend I was attacked by my aunt about how the President is a muslim and will doom us all...mind you, she also informed me that she never gossips, let alone gossips in church. I walked 4 long years through the halls of academia, of a "Christ-centered, caring, academic community...", I had to remember that for the quiz in my next class, as I walked over the spirital bodies of my brothers and sisters who had killed each other in their own civil war of trying to debate whether God could make a mountain so big that He couldn't move. I hear the horror stories of being a waitress on Sunday's, and hating the fact that you get "Christian" tables and you instantly knew...you weren't going to get a tip.
Jeremy Camp always asks, "What if His people prayed?"...I ask..."What if His people cared?". We're stuck in the concept of it's a battle against one another, who is right, who is wrong, who's going to kill who, and who has the bigger bomb. No one even realize that we, the Christians, the "good guys", are getting the life beaten out of us by each other. Why? Sure, God protects His bride, but we don't...we get so wrapped up in the worldy items, the news, the politics, we don't believe in hope...buildings blow up and we're amused. We are a sick species. Humanity can't save itself, face the facts, we are our own worst enemies.
Who's going to save us? Anyone? Anyone want to stand up? That's what I thought, you're too afraid of what others will think of you that you choose not to rise.
Here is my callout, here is my challenge. Where are our leaders? Don't go political...I could care less, and I have a degree in it...where are the Christian leaders? Where are the ones saying, "Don't follow me, follow Him?" Who said the people like Paul were done in Paul's time?
Us Christians, we sit around, twiddling our thumbs, obsessed with the end of the world, and when Christ will come. Sure, we'll acknowledge that people are dying in other countries, and we pray for the missionaries in other countries, and we count our blessings that we're not like the other countries...but we flip off the driver in front of us, we get mad at the person on their cell phone in front of us at Starbucks, we tell our kids they're not good enough if they can't score two touchdowns in one game at the age of six.
People hate this little message, people will come after me, and that's fine. I'll step up to the mic:
"Hi, my name is Shawn. I'm a thief, a liar, a murder, a hater, a hopeless sinner, a flaw, a fluke, a mess up, screw ball, I've ran away, I got a ticket, I skipped church, I didn't give money to the church. I made fun of the Methodist, Catholics, and every other sect of Christians out there. I cheated in high school and in college. I don't deserve grace, I don't deserve hope, I don't deserve love...I can't even show it to my own parents. I curse, I have flipped off someone on the highway. I've stolen a street sign or two. I've sped down a highway and wasn't caught. I ate too much, spent to much, didn't love, but I lusted, I've pushed the limits, I've tried my luck...I don't deserve what God has to offer, but He gave it all and that's why I can say that to you today."
...so....
Who's next?