Dear Friend of Jesus,
Are you willing to hold the hand of your neighbor, cover
them in prayer?
Die with them in their anguish, cry, feed them with tears.
Or fix, diagnose, ripe open, hammer them with fear?
Are you willing to bear their prickles, bath in prayer, let
them be despaired?
Dear Friend of Jesus,
Open your eyes.
People jokes are sick compromise for praying, gentle care,
compassion.
Or shout at your neighbor, "you
have no faith, get on your knees, recuperate."
Help yourself , smash the Jesus loves.
Dear Friend of Jesus,
