There's little threat of godlessness here.
Gods seep through our televisions and glow in our palms.
We speak gods into existence and praise them with our lives.

We give everything to our gods of self.
Of wealth, of health.
We place our gods just a few feet in front of us,
I'll be with you soon, god
after the next promotion
next relationship
next achievement.

There's little threat of godlessness here.
But those gods are sinking sand and have little endurance.
Be with me true God.
Who spoke creation into being,
who answers when I call.

Who made me bold and stouthearted
who made me in his image,
who blessed me with a higher purpose.

Those lesser gods of self
of wealth, of health
have no hold on my heart.

Though I walk in the midst of the trouble they make
my heart is on you
and you preserve my life.

A response to Psalm 138