Once A Fellowship

Unions of disciples gathering as family incarnate;
Intricate woven exuberance, saturated within a common outlook;
Like strains of DNA, functioning within a symmetrical universe;
Embarking on the infrastructure of a social network.

Cascading beliefs intertwine as one;
Our symbiotic relationship, void of segregation;
Epiphany-stricken beings erudite in their entirety;
Virtuous evangelical influence protrudes throughout every pore.

Spoken doctrine of ordained, consumed as sustenance;
Religiously inundated men instilling solidity into shattered beings;
The meager made absolute, the ailing made spirited;
A foundation of sand melded into rock.

Passion for ONE brought sanctity to our reality;
Deceit-swathed lives brought out of tyranny by the righteous;
Coherent conviction writhed in the stadium of God;
Past echoes of unyielding truth bathe thy walls of inviolability.

"What once was, is now no more"
"The sheep are scattered, the wolves are lost"
"The quintessence of godlessness has come"

By,
ZettaniX

a/n: This describes how it USED to be in our church. What's left is nothing what it used to be at all and I describe this, I believe, pretty accurately. The stadium of God is referring to an enormous auditorium that just exuded spiritual energy and I truely believed it to be a work of God. It was built and crafted on the foundation of truth when the truth was still being taught. So this is my representation of all of its falling away.