Classroom doors flew open.
Students crowded empty halls.
Commotion suddenly turned chaos.
Screams reverberated along walls.
Monogrammed bags crunched.
Many carried brown paper sacks.
People hurried to disappear.
They dispersed into various packs.
Others crammed into automobiles.
Engines revved, windows rolled down.
Carloads of teenagers reeked havoc.
Some ate hamburgers clear across town.
I wish I could accurately describe ~
I sat to dine with a high school teacher.
I absorbed every word spoken.
She rang clear like a well-refined preacher.
“Salvation must be genuine.
Words can be reckless and fake.
Your witness as a Christian will radiate.
It is the transformation that you make.
It isn’t a set of rigid legalism.
It does not involve religious deeds.
The lifestyle is a faith that clings.
Evidence is a soul that heeds.”
God uses everyday interaction.
Divine moments never cease to exist.
Her foremost concern sparkled:
Reflect contagious joy as you persist.
Medals or metal trophies need no mention.
She talked impromptu to candidly share.
The Spirit responds in love, to meddle.
Live out conversation with undeniable care.
~ Chris Simning