more love, more power, more poetry
My tribe on the Christian landscape, Vineyard, came to be through poetry. A group of burned out believers gathered in a living room week after week to sing love songs to Jesus. One of the early songs of those early days was titled, “More Love, More Power.” It was prophetic, because what the world needs now, and what the church has too little of, is love sweet love.
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