This is something I wrote last night after an experience I had with a man that afternoon. I know there are all kinds of issues with and opinions about giving to beggars that deal with enabling, dependency, substance abuse problems and all kinds of stuff. This has nothing to do with any of that. This is just my own confession of brokenness, for not only my failure to recognize my Lord in front of me, but choosing to ignore Him.
"Jesus knelt before me today, barefoot and haggard"
With belly full and satisfied
I sauntered down the steps.
Then on the street, who do I meet
But Jesus Christ Himself.
I'd passed Him once on the way in
And crossed to the other side.
Now as we meet, can't help but see
The suffering in His eyes.
What happened next, I did not expect
Or ever thought I'd see.
The King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Knelt down in front of me.
With head bowed low and hands outstretched
He humbly looked my way,
And what did I do? It's shameful but true.
I turned and walked away.
I did not think to see my Lord
Down on bended knee.
"Christ, be fair! I did not know!
Twas You knelt front of me."
But as these words come out my mouth
I hear my Lord's decree,
"What you've not done for the least of these
You have not done for Me."
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14 years ago
I just taught a lesson last Sunday about how easy it is to cross the street and how we all have really good reasons for doing so. A very wise woman told me that in every situation we should ask God how we are to respond. Then we are just the servants and it is God's job to do the work.
ReplyDeleteOuch Erik, you are stepping on some toes here...let us all just take off our shoes. It would be good for us. God bless you man;-)
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