Does anyone know you went to church today?
When you were screaming Hillsongs during the service,
does anyone know that on the car ride over, you were tryna
make it work work work work work?
When you were praising that young girl’s testimony, does
anyone know that as soon as you were out the door you were
telling all your friends that she’s a huge ho..ly ghost fire?
When it was time for tithes and offerings and you quickly let
the basket pass you by, does anyone know that you were in
the club having the patrons tryna build a sinful Noah’s ark?
When you’re letting Facebook know your location every
Sunday morning, does anyone know why you’re not tagging
the location from the previous night?
When you’re telling the entire dinner table about your
latest fast, does anyone know that you’re eating more than
an Adam’s apple in your room?
When you’re creating Godly soul ties in your church, can
anyone see the ungodly ones that you wear around your neck?
Reciting the ten commandments and ticking them off one
by one but does anyone know that that’s the only verse of the
bible that you remember?
Jesus was many things but he was no playwright.
He need not write down his deeds for it was written in
his essence so I ask you; did you go to church today?