For those in this nation who once knew God.

A word for those in this nation who once knew God.

I watch on the horizon for your return.  I would run to see you come home.  How I long to embrace you.

I see your torment.  I see how you bravely stumble through but harbour such pain.  Only I can heal you.

You are proud of your head knowledge and don’t see that vain imagination clings to you.  You share the land with my enemy and don’t challenge him.

You hired yourself out when you were starving.  You became a slave but think you are free.  The people that claim to help you are not your friends.  They just want you on their side for their own selfish reasons.

It breaks my heart to see you stumble.  You nearly fall but still remain stubborn.  Come to the well.  The fountain of living water.  I would give you a drink that would satisfy.

You play with fire when you do the things that seem so right at the moment.  Even now there is a door through which to return. You must realise that you will get burnt if you stand too close.

My body needs you.  They await your return.  They are an incomplete force.  My body body hurts.

Don’t wait until it’s too late, because everything that I have said will happen and then it’s too late. So return to me and I will heal you.  You will be fully alive.

Daniel Chuter