Thursday, August 4, 2011
Ever wonder where you'll be,
When the time has come?
What you'd hear, what you'd see,
When your time is done?
What if you met God today?
Would you know what to say?
Do you think you'd know his face?
Would he seem out of place?
What if Jesus passed you by,
On the street? If he said hi?
Do you think you'd know it was him?
Short, heavy, tall or thin?
Do you think he'd say hello?
Extend his hand, chat then go?
What do you suppose he'd think of this place?
Would he be proud or disgraced?
Would you even recognize,
The sad, pained look in his eyes?
Do you think you would see,
If the future is to be?
One thing's certain, He'll come one day.
He'll walk among us in a normal way.
He'll probably be like you or I.
Blend right in, a regular guy.
He'll see how we have come to be,
A self-absorbed society.
Concerned mostly for ourselves,
With little regard for anyone else.
I'm sure he'll bow his head in shame.
Find himself the one to blame.
He'll recognize those good things.
Acknowledge pain and suffering.
And when it's finally time to leave,
He'll take with him those who believe.
Those who've prospered at others' expense,
Will cower at his omnipotence.
In the end, come judgement time,
It's in the heart that most men find,
The humility, truth, faith and love.
That comes from trust in God above.
Ever wonder where you'll be?
When that time does come?
Ever wonder if you'll be,
Among God's chosen ones?
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