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My Friends Think I'm Peculiar

by Deborah Ann Belka

My friends think I'm peculiar,
some say I am a little odd
most think that I'm just weird
because I still trust in God.

They too were once believers,
but now they walk in the dark
the light once shinning in them
has become cold and stark.

They no longer hunger,
or thirst for the righteous way
they no longer see the truth
in what the Bible has to say.

For most they have given up,
the narrow way was too hard
and with every bump and jolt
their faith in God was jarred.

Now their hearts are set upon,
the worldly things of the flesh
they tell me that my religion
and their desires do not mesh.

My friends think I'm peculiar,
some say I am a little odd . . .
but I pray for them everyday
to turn back and trust in God.

1 Peter 2:9
King James Version

"But ye are a chosen generation, a royal
priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar
people; that ye should shew forth the
praises of him who hath called you out
of darkness into his marvellous light;"

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This poem was a finalist in the December 2012 poetry contest

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