"Fickle"

The people were so fickle,

They wouldn’t dance or sing,

When Jesus said let’s party,

They wouldn’t do a thing.

And when old John T. Baptist,

Called ‘em to repent,

They barely even listened,

All they did was resent.

Like children in the marketplace,

A-playing silly games,

Would not receive the message,

Or hear God call their names.

What if we had been them,

Oh so long ago,

Would we have been different,

When God tried to show,

The way of His salvation,

His Son for all to see,

Would we have embraced Him,

And by the truth set free.

I’ve often thought about it,

And even said a prayer,

Lord, free me from fickle,

Help me, Lord, to care.

For what You say is worthy,

The Kingdom above all,

Your will be done in my life,

And share Your loving call.

Don’t let me be divided,

But all in for You,

A singing, dancing Christian,

Who lives for what is true.

“They are like children playing a game in the public square. They complain to their friends, ‘We played wedding songs, and you didn’t dance, so we played funeral songs, and you didn’t weep.’” (Lk. 7:32)

The fickleness of human nature is an ageless, timeless reality. In every generation, the wishy-washy, up and down, in and out, divided loyalty crew is obvious. A finger in the wind to determine what I should do recognizes no absolutes or objective truth. It’s all about what we want, feel, and can excuse. When Jesus encountered it He called it out, and that was not appreciated. In fact it was a contributing factor in their plot to ultimately arrest and kill Jesus. A professor of mine once said, “Religion without God killed Jesus, and it will kill you too if you let it.” God used evil men to accomplish His purpose, but calls us now to put aside our fickleness and follow Him with all our hearts. Taking up the cross means I will have an undivided life, in Jesus’ name.

Lord, heal our fickle hearts, in Jesus’ name.

Art by Tim Cox, timcox.com. Use by permission. Thanks, Tim, and God bless you.