{"id":2920,"date":"2022-08-28T02:23:00","date_gmt":"2022-08-28T02:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/?p=2920"},"modified":"2026-10-02T01:33:49","modified_gmt":"2026-10-02T01:33:49","slug":"church-of-no-return","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/?p=2920","title":{"rendered":"CHURCH OF NO RETURN"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wrote a few poems while I was a student at Wabash College. Today, as I rummaged through a box full of old papers, I came across this one that I kind of liked.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For your reading pleasure: a poem that hasn&#8217;t seen the light of day for 30 years &#8211;\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><b>The Church of No Return<\/b><\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pews display their heavy burden &#8211;<br>folks all clad in Sunday best.<br>Pews distress the congregation &#8211;<br>hardwood is averse to rest!<br>In this church filled with empty people.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Choir stands to sing an anthem,<br>a worn-out song with lifeless beat.<br>Choir strains to feign rejoicing;<br>no one claps or stomps his feet\u00a0<br>in the church filled with empty people.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pulpit draws the eyes upon it &#8211;<br>sermon time once again.<br>Pulpit drones for half an hour;<br>major theme: It&#8217;s wrong to sin.<br>In the church filled with empty people.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Altar dressed in soft silk linens;<br>there&#8217;s need to fill the church&#8217;s tills.<br>Altar draws the ushers forward;<br>silver plates bring dollar bills<br>from the church filled with empty people.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Spirit finds it hard to move here;<br>this House of God is not a home.<br>Spirit flies to some new dwelling,<br>He cannot reap what&#8217;s not been sown<br>in this church filled with empty people.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wrote a few poems while I was a student at Wabash College. Today, as I rummaged through a box full of old papers, I came across this one that I kind of liked.\u00a0 For your reading pleasure: a poem that hasn&#8217;t seen the light of day for 30 years &#8211;\u00a0 The Church of No [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2920","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2920","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2920"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2920\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2921,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2920\/revisions\/2921"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2920"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2920"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2920"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}