Jesus Is President
I carried this little flag for us, from Ventura/CA to NYC, thru LA and Indio, Tonopah and Tempe, the Apache Nation and Mardi Gras, Indialantic and Jacksonville, Savannah and Cape Fear, DC and Baltimore, thru Philly and Trenton, Brooklyn to Pittsburgh, Milwaukee to Omaha. New friends lofted it with me, all the way along.
Now, this flag is yours, Christ's holy gift to you, to give to one another, with my love.
In the fullness of this time, in His freedom, freely tendered, we can verify His love, together, and give Christ His plurality. Repent our common 'Crucifixion!' chant, to give Him thanks and praise, at last. And, to one another, the free gift of Christ's whole love–not some faction, nor some fraction, no proxy, no pretense. Come November, write Him in, acknowledge His sovereignty, render the Christ His due.
How shall He govern? Let Him decide. We surrender to His divinity, and trust what we profess.
I carried this little flag for us, from Ventura/CA to NYC, thru LA and Indio, Tonopah and Tempe, the Apache Nation and Mardi Gras, Indialantic and Jacksonville, Savannah and Cape Fear, DC and Baltimore, thru Philly and Trenton, Brooklyn to Pittsburgh, Milwaukee to Omaha. New friends lofted it with me, all the way along.
Now, this flag is yours, Christ's holy gift to you, to give to one another, with my love.
In the fullness of this time, in His freedom, freely tendered, we can verify His love, together, and give Christ His plurality. Repent our common 'Crucifixion!' chant, to give Him thanks and praise, at last. And, to one another, the free gift of Christ's whole love–not some faction, nor some fraction, no proxy, no pretense. Come November, write Him in, acknowledge His sovereignty, render the Christ His due.
How shall He govern? Let Him decide. We surrender to His divinity, and trust what we profess.