A girlfriend, most devoted to her love
for God Almighty, universe's king,
met me to eat. When done she looked above
and said, " Thanks Lord", though I had paid the thing.
I thought " What's up?" What thoughts does she employ,
her dinner date gets thankless second place?
Is this what reverence and soul-saved joy
affords recipients of Heaven's grace?
My sense was that HER love she holds most high.
HER faith and certainties make HER elite
with loyalty so pure to qualify
for afterlife reserved with right hand seat.
Taxmen all, but still won't own the news.
the proud, like Pharisees, still fill the pews.