Choose This Day

Prophets and widows and small bands of men

Elijah, the widow from Zeraphath, the 7,000

Elisha, the Shunamite, the sons of the prophets

David, Abigail, the mighty men

Jesus, the women, and the twelve

Down through time, where are all the men?

Brothers, listen, we have to own this thing

Since Adam, we fall short

"The woman gave me the fruit!"

No

We are the guilty party!

Yes, Eve gave in

Yes, she offered it to him

But Adam partook by his own will

He could have said, "No"

He could have corrected her

It was he that abdicated dominion

HE was the head!!

So are we

We must return, men

We are an army asleep in the dust

Though Ezekiel stand among us

Though he speak the word of Life

That we should stand

Grow muscle and sinew

And breathe

Still it is we who must obey

We must choose to stand

Bone upon bone

Muscle: a choice

Skin by submission

Study the writ, brothers

Ezekiel does not build the skeletons

The prophet doesn't spread on the meat

He is only the messenger

The bones come to life themselves

They obey the command that is given

Armies heed commands of leaders

The valley of decision

The valley of dry bones

Bones we all are to begin with

But to be and army

We must decide to obey

Stephen Pursell, 9/04