“To love the Lord Your God!” That was Jesus’ reply,

When answering the question they had asked him on the sly,

Onwards and onwards, they plotted and planned,

Trying to find a way, to trip him up in advance,

These men were “Pharisees”, a select group at the top,

When it came to being religious, the cream of the crop,

In every conversation, they had to know best,

So when Jesus came along, they were shaken and stressed,

His words cut through, like a dagger to the heart,

Exposing their hypocrisy, and blind religiosity,

All ‘good’ works, lost in selfish ambition,

Before a Holy God, they forgot their position,

As Jesus continued, I was part of the story,

A modern Pharisee, seeking only man’s glory,

He said, “love your Neighbour, the way you love yourself,”

But my default positions, to think of MYSELF,

My family, appearance, career, and my health,

Stacking up possessions, increasing in wealth,

Earthly cataracts, seeing only near distance,

Blinded by the lights, of my inward condition,

But then look at Jesus, so humble and pure,

A king in a manger, rich but yet poor,

With him as an example, of ultimate love,

Of putting God first, then our neighbours, then us,

A carpenter by trade, unassuming in appearance,

Who came to save the world, from its wretched condition,

What more does he deserve, than our absolute all?

Whole and complete, mind, body and soul.

Written to complement this mornings sermon from Matthew 22:34-40

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