[A dorky poem by yours truly.]
As long as we continue to pedal
through the same ideas and concepts
every Sunday
As long as "they" are always wrong
and "we" are always right
Then we are on safe ground.
Some days we seem to veer near the edge.
We come close to an interesting or new idea.
We consider that there might be more to consider.
And then we get back on task.
If we really believe what we believe
Then aren't we already on safe ground?
Shouldn't we feel safe then,
pedaling outside our comfort zone?
*Sigh*
Another Sunday spent
remaining on safe ground.
