How many of us keep a ouija board in our closet
because “an eye for an eye”, makes more sense than
“love your enemies”?
Is it ok to hate the memory of a person?

What is freedom,
and do we really want it?
Will we surrender the power and pleasure
of revenge to the only hands
that can contain it?
The only hands that won’t have the finger point back?

We need holiness.
We need perfection.
It is the only way
to make this world right,
to cure it.
Our efforts will only make it worse
because we aren’t holy or perfect.

The best we can accomplish is to play games.
If everyone pretends the same
then we can mete out our own sense of justice,
our own sense of righteousness
that agrees with our pain.

O Jesus,
Your love saves us from ourselves.
You freely give us Your righteousness,
one that is spotless
one that isn’t fake
one purchased by Your blood.
What could we give You for it?
What can we give to the One who is holy and perfect?

What? You want our ouija boards?