Entertaining untruths.

Do not invite an impostor to your tea party,

Be sure to never ask the impostor in,

Recognise the darkness beneath his disguise,

My darling, don't invite the impostor in.

 

Do not invite an impostor to your tea party,

Though you can be sure one will come knocking at your door,

Don't prepare your finest china for him,

My darling, don't invite the impostor in.

 

Do not invite an impostor to your tea party,

An impostor shouldn't be allowed to come among your guests,

His voice may be familiar but his words are lies,

My darling, don't invite the impostor in.

 

"Do not invite an impostor to your tea party,"

words that came to me today and brought life. I was entertaining thoughts that I knew to be untrue and yet like in the poem I had brought out my finest china and allowed the voice to stay so that I could listen to the lies. God reminded me that life is an event full of people I love; a scene of merriment that must be protected. And declining an impostor is far easier at the front door than once he has made himself at home in your living room.

 

It is a discipline to recognise and reject the impostor. But the tea party is worth protecting.