Beware the bricks and Mortar (not a poem, but worthy)

The building of a church may become an idol, replacing the imperative to worship and adore Jesus. Thus the healthy focus shifts away from the Via Dolorosa, the Blood And the exultant Empty Tomb. The process is so subtle and urged on by glassy eyed congregants who insist upon assembling  together. As if that alone were salvation stripped of repentance unto Life at its core. One must long for the intimate whispering and courage of the Master Shepherd, coming at any time. Aided by music and Bible pages at private times.