This poem reminded me of a post I wrote about a year and a half ago, “Missed by a Mile or a Fraction of a Degree”. I am amazed as I research and study things out exactly how many of the traditions we follow and the things we do to “worship” Yahveh are not scriptural and in many cases are in direct opposition to His Word. Why do we do the things we do? Because that’s how it has always been done…2,000 years of tradition can’t be wrong…or can it?
Been very busy lately and have notes on topics I desire writing about, but have had little time. Thankfully, things should change next week and I’ll be back to regular posting… In the meantime, here is a neat poem by Sam Walter Foss (1858-1911) that, through parable, explains how Christian Theology got so far off the track instead of simple obedience to Scripture.
Ponder this deeply.
One day, through the primeval wood,
A calf walked home, as good calves should;
But made a trail all bent askew,
A crooked trail as all calves do.
Since then three hundred years have fled,
And, I infer, the calf is dead.
But still he left behind his trail,
And thereby hangs my moral tale.
The trail was taken up next day,
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