Cristianos

Before they were called Nazarenes, then Christians
Today they no longer know how to call each group,
there are so many...
Before looking at them they said: Look how they love each other!,
today when looking at them they repeat:
Look how they separate!
Who will know who among them has the truth?

How the enemy has managed to steal our ground,
we have started to build walls
forgetting the first thing.
That there is no true Christianity behind a mask,
if we do not reflect Jesus, we lose our goal.

That he who serves others is the greatest,
that the sermon on the mount is still in force,
that good example still exists
and the humility of heart
and that there is no life or church without forgiveness.

Hopefully the Master can say as he said years ago:
'Do not cry, he is only sleeping, he is not dead'.
What's wrong with you, beloved church, why don't you react,
sometimes you get emotional, but you don't finish changing?

Before they had everything in common and prayed at night.
Today they compete to know who has
a better house and a better car.
Before they died embraced in the sand of the Roman circus,
today they argue whether to raise their hands when praying or not.

Some believe in prophecies and others don't,
some preach faith and others love,
one speaks in tongues and another boasts of virtue
and the world dies, dies, dies without seeing the light.

Hopefully the Master can say as he said years ago:
'Do not cry, he is only sleeping, he is not dead'.
What's wrong with you, beloved church, why don't you react,
sometimes you get emotional, but you don't finish changing?

Jesus rose from the dead,
and perhaps there will be no one to wake you up.