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What does Generation Y (Millenials) think of church? (Poem)



I don't know if it's the songs they sing or the large hats
But, I really don't want to come to service 
The last time I came in, the preacher was talking about the last days 
And that really made me nervous 
He said, "Y'all better stop with all of this 'MySpace', 'Snapbooking, and Facechattin!" 
"You better come to Jesus before it's too late!" 
I'm not sure what social media has to do with my salvation 
And ain't NOBODY used MySpace since 2008!
When I come to church, I actually enjoy hearing the Word 
It's usually something that I need to hear 
But when I decide to come to Jesus, it'll be my decision 
I don't want it to be done out of fear 
I know I have a past and it's not pretty at all  
Love and acceptance is what I need the most
I really want people to get to know the real me
And not judge me based off of what I post
Generation Y. That's how they label me
It's fitting and I know why
I just have one serious question
Y the heck are student loans so HIGH?! 
I was able to find a decent job after college and my apartment is cool 
But my rent is, like, 875 
I've been eating peanut butter and jelly for about a week straight
And the church is asking me to pay my tithes
When I decide to come all the way in
I want people to keep it real with me
I'm not here looking for surfaced salvation with the promise of prosperity
Believe it or not, that doesn't appeal to me
If I have an issue or a need
I need the church to keep it 100
Don't look down on me or turn up your nose at my mess ups
As if you've never done it.
My past doesn't define me, I've come a long way
And I had to let some people go
But when I come to church, I want to feel safe
I want to be embraced with love and be left room to grow
The love I want to experience in church should mirror how God loves me 
I know it won't be perfect and I really try to do my part
I don't like coming to church because of what I see 
But God knows my heart


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