Sunday, October 2, 2011

The One

In my minds eye

I see your sandal clad  feet

Walking along the dusty roads

In old Galilee 

The hem of your garment gently brushing the ground

Your back is to me

And I wonder if you know I'm there

There resisting the urge to run and throw myself at your feet

Afraid to lose my dignity

Your face turns to the side

I can tell by your profile that you're smiling


Gentle and Kind


Suddenly we're face to face

Quickly I look down afraid to meet your eyes.

They pierce inside to the very heart of me

Then I feel your touch upon my shoulder

Warm and tender

Pulling my chin up so my eyes meet yours

"Don't be afraid, Child" was all you would need to say

At your feet I would  fall 

weeping, calling to all who will hear

This is Jesus Christ

My Savior, King,

He is

The One.


Then I blink and just as suddenly I'm back

To the modern age

Where everything is always sifting and swirling around

Do I even find the time or courage  to say

"I follow The Way of Jesus, God's one and only Son."

Or am I afraid that others will think I'm old fashioned and out of date.

The vision is back

Once again I hear you say my name.

Yes, Lord, I hear you

And I will obey.

My name is Angie and I follow The Way

His name is Jesus

He came to die and rose again on the third day

He walked the earth and lives today

He will  make you new, provide forgiveness too

He'll be your shelter, 

Your Rock

Your Savior 

Your King

Who once wore sandals and had dusty feet.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful.

Angie said...

Thank you!

Hillbilly Tonya said...

A very beautiful poem Angie. You should write more poetry in all that time that you have :)

Angie said...

HA! Thanks!

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