Show The Lord 3-11-13

Now everyone was nervous here.  It didn't make much sense. 

The Judge had entered quietly.  The room was very tense. 

"Let's only hear the gospel truth and accusations quench!

This court is now in session." said 'His Honor' from the bench. 

The 'Whip' was not at all deterred and spoke up suddenly, 

"Alive, He was, when I was done - untied and then set free! 

But I had noticed something else when He had left my place. 

I saw Him with the rugged 'Cross'.  Now there's your real case!" 

The 'Cross' responded bluntly and without an ounce of tact, 

"It wasn't me, Your Honor sir, and that is just a fact! 

I didn't do a single thing and really, I did care. 

I merely was the backdrop.  It's the 'Nails' that held Him there!" 

The 'Nails', three, were hence accused but chimed in unison, 

"It wasn't us who had Him killed (God's one and only Son). 

When all the three of us looked up, the truth had come to light - 

that wicked 'Crown' had pierced His scalp and made a gruesome sight!" 

It hushed, the crowd, who set their eyes on such a cruel 'Crown' - 

but it had sought the mercy of the Judge with sorry frown. 

And then it weaved so carefully a short and subtle lie, 

"It wasn't I who killed Him sir, the 'Whip' caused Him to die!" 

And so it was that blame was passed around, around again - 

so tell me, "What had killed Him then - just plain and simple sin?" 

So then that Judge, with piercing eye, had raised his brow at me, 

and said, "You are the guilty one!  I sentence you to be..." 

But then that very instant, a gentle voice was heard. 

The sound had calmed the courthouse down - and every heart was stirred. 

"Unbind those who've repented and were faithful through and through - 

for I have paid the highest price and saved their souls too." 

The Judge slammed down His gavel hard and said, "I will it so!" 

And that is where this story ends.  Are you prepared to go? 

The heart you have you made yourself.  You're humble or you're proud - 

so if acceptance you must have, you're lost among the crowd. 

Don't be the Whip, Cross, Nails or Crown who passed their guilt along - 

who tried to blame somebody else and claimed they did no wrong. 

How long has pride now stole your soul?  Days, weeks, or months, or years? 

Don't pass your guilt to someone else, but show the Lord some tears... 

©2013 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Love To Love 12-19-12

It started out as others, when I got dressed today -

ate breakfast with my fam'ly, for that was just our way.

You dropped me off at school.  Your love shone in your eyes.

We hugged and kissed each other.  We said our last "Goodbye's".

As I stepped to the entrance, I turned around once more -

and waved to you one final time - then stepped on through the door.

I saw some other teachers.  They do what teachers do.

They all had smiled, said "hi" to me - and I said "hi" back too.

I soon got to my classroom.  Some other friends were there.

I chatted with my classmates some and then sat in my chair.

Obey the teachers, I was taught.  I followed every rule -

but no one knew that this would be, our final day at school.

Life usually, will glide along - and all goes fairly well -

but those are times we soon forget how close we are to hell.

We soon forget that God is love and hates our every sin -

but selfish man gets what he wants as he is dead within.

Not even one short moment here, should ever pass us by -

where Jesus holds our inner thoughts and we don't question why.

Though God hates sin - do we as much?  For what man wishes, weaves -

his 'wants' to be accepted - until himself deceives.

From smoking, drugs and alcohol or any selfish thing -

there's someone who will pay the price for what these habits bring.

Why is it there are people who will only love to hate.

I pray that others will be saved - before it is too late.

Oh, why do we love other 'gods' including 'killing games'?

Why do we swear, show disrespect, call God [our Father] names?

Why don't we often worship - honor father, mother?

Why are we never faithful - steal, lie and murder?

Why are we very jealous, envious and covet?

Why not confess, repent?  Oh, why will we not do it?

I heard that last announcement.  Today, pure evil flowed.

Now I'm okay.  I'm in HIS arms, because HE loves me so.

I know it's hard to hold back tears from feeling deeply blue -

but I so love you mommy still - and Jesus says so too.

I'm so amazed to see this place you couldn't even dream of -

a place of immense beauty - where we all love to love.

In memory of the 20 children and 6 adults killed
at Sandy Hook School in Newtown, CT

©2012 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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