Unless The Lord Build The House (Narrative)

C Cynthia Buhain-baello Cynthia Buhain-baello
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There was a well-known pastor So effective in ministry The congregation's favor Blessed him well materially. He preached so eloquently And with his wife they served, Their time spent in activity, Recognition well-deserved. They traveled to and fro For sermons in all places Their children left and so Their son fell from God's graces. They say most pastor's kids End up in gross rebellion, Without the care he needs He fell into temptation. The young man had a Miss, With whom he spent most days, Sin came with just one kiss And desire came all the way. While the couple never knew The son and his affairs, No matter what they do Sin always shows her wares. The young man's girl got pregnant But they were to immigrate, So the son chose in an instant The 'problem' he'd terminate. The couple said a miscarriage Had taken the baby away, But in church it drew a wedge That clouded it to this day. Couples active in ministry Neglect to care for their children, Out of touch with God's priority Suffer loss of home in the end. Like a house that's well constructed Through the years of love and caring, Families are God-connected With lifetime nurturing. Unless the Lord build the house We will all build in vain, His Words in us will arise - Our dwelling will be free from pain. 'The Bible has a word for 'safe' sex: it's called marriage.' .............................................................................. April 4,2009 Philippines

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