The chameleon, an Old World lizard,
Changes the color of it’s skin,
So as it moves through the jungle,
With it’s environment it can blend.

At a glance, to the naked eye,
It is somewhat hard to find;
Clinging to the branches,
It appears to be part of the vine...

Observing our churches closely,
Many “chameleons” we would find
Clinging to the “vine” on Sundays,
and the world the rest of the time.

While “white washed” on the outside,
Their hearts are dark with sin;
But God sees their true colors,
As He looks beneath their skin.

And as He sees that their hearts,
Do not match the blood of His Son,
They’ll be cast away as unfruitful branches
On the day the pruning is done.

“If anyone does not abide in Me,
he is thrown away as a branch, and
dries up;and they gather them, and cast
them into the fire, and they are burned."
John 15:6 (NASB)

Copyright 1997 A. Mitchell Moore, Jr.