Psonnets of Friendship
A Tithe of Rue

I offered cumin, mint, and other spice,
sweet words and pleasantries, empty and dead,
but would not offer you the Living Bread
because I felt acquaintance would suffice
to lead you to the Lord. It did entice,
but you felt led to me, not Christ, instead,
and how can I rebuke how you feel led
if I refuse to sit and count the price?
Now I will sit and count a tithe of rue,
fruit worthy of repentance if the scent
and savor of my sacrifice lead you
to sorrow godly sorrow, and repent,
and follow after my example, too.
I turn to follow Christ, obedient.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org

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