"And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city." – Isaiah 1:8
Alien our seed they say,
Contradicting God who said,
He formed man from earth one day,
Breathed his soul into his head.
Their father is an absentee,
A dead beat dad they’ve painted grey,
My Father’s never leaving me
His life for mine he chose to pay.
Their mother’s nature as revealed,
In her groves their holy place.
Our mother, we His bride, the church,
His body, every tongue and race.
Welded in one man,
Perfect love and justice.
Triple Holy God
Came to change not dust us.
Rejoined us to himself,
With life and death at stake.
His weld is everlasting.
Never will it break.
John 3:17,18 – “For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved. He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.”
“The image of God”
“Morning and evening”
“After their kind”
Simply receiving
God’s revelation,
Clearly He’s spoken,
Man was made good.
Creatures now broken
Swarm round His Word,
Suppressing their fear,
Swatting absurd
At phrasing so clear.
The well where we wish
Creation subsumed
With legs on a fish
Thinking is doomed
Creation’s true diversity
Revealing man’s perversity
Man seeks to rediversify
God’s ownership to falsify
Harmonies outside of God
Fabrications mere facades
Movie sets that shift and change
Fail God’s world to rearrange
Cucumber Lodge 