Saturday, August 26, 2023

Poem: A Rebel Worth My Life



The cowboy
The counter-culture hippy
The peaceful demonstrator
Wielding weapons of love and joy 
God-Light invading darkness
Riding unbroken colt through a frenzied crowd
Healing while restoring
Goodness defeating deception
Revealing truth, exposing lies, standing for what is right
All the way
All the way to a terrible death
All the while
All the while knowing that death would open the door
for His followers to enter true life.
If we only knew Him better
His heart, His, nature, His personality.
We would like him. We would. We, too, would want to follow.
Hearing His voice would dim all the voices of our accusers;
Accepting His promise would eliminate our shame;
lift us to freedom to know and become who we were created to be.
Knowing His joy would overcome our fear of tomorrow.
Accepting His life, His way, would increase our life, our way in His loving hands.
He has never been a holy spirit of condemnation and punishment.
No. Jesus is a friend, a lover, an encourager, a fighter against those who would judge us.
Breathe in His fragrance and begin to see the world with new eyes.
When I first encountered this Man, this Man Person yet God spirit; I recognized the One my heart and spirit had searched for all my life.
He is worth every moment of pain in that search.
I am now home in Him; seeing through His eyes; hearing through His ears; understanding through His wisdom; living through His life; breathing with His breath; loving with His love; and I see my life on a scale of not a human lifeline, but an eternal one.
Oh, there is so much more to this Rebel, this Jesus.
So much.



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