Apologies

Introduction: This is a poem-type writing I did after feeling really convicted that I have not shared my faith well with my closest non-believing friends. It is not meant to be read normal; there is a dynamic rhythm and it should be read as fast-paced as possible and I definitely welcome any suggestions/criticisms in terms of comma placements or how it can be presented so that it is easier to read or if I say anything that doesn't make sense, etc... The one thing I recommend is reading it over a few times to become familiar with the words so you can read it faster and faster because the faster you read it the better it sounds...I hope!

Apologies

Eight years old when He called my name I remember the day when His Spirit came. He gave me a desire to please Him and clothed me with eternal life. Salvation is mine in this world of death.

They tell me He came over 2000 years ago to breathe His saving breath. What holy air He must have exhaled from His fleshly form like when He sailed over the waters of the deep, hovering, creating, and breathing the breath of life which had to seep out of every pore of the Son of Man who planned before time to enter time and stand amongst us and be accused of a crime He didn't commit so that God might acquit those of us that did and faithfully submit a substitute for his wrath against sin which follows us wherever we trod?

That first gulp of air, what was it like for God? He sprung forth out of His mother's womb and surely cried for from the second He was born until the day that He died he suffered the weight of the world on His shoulders and after relentless beating from Roman soldiers they took Christ--both fully God and fully man--and drove a nail into each hand one for both feet as far as I know though keep counting nails and you'll soon grow distracted and detracted and missing the point the point being from the end of a spear not the spear itself let me be clear; the blood that flowed from His riven side is the blood on which the world's relied for salvation.

Which is why I must apologize because I did not tell you about Christ or did you not realize that the whole world is not saved but only those who hear the gospel and prayed or asked and received having believed that Jesus Christ Son of God made flesh has paid the price of our sins and seeks to thresh the harvest He prepared but be aware for among the wheat grows tares and they will be thrown into unquenchable fire you don't believe me yet I am no liar but regardless at least consult the bible but please don't grieve it with your unholy libel and slanderous talk but walk with me on a straighter path and see the light which He hath by His might secured through what He endured and cured the horrible illness of sin.

Yet this cure is only for those who would drink and drinking sink into vicarious death with Him who died and defeated sin and removed death's sting so that we might sing and rejoice at the sound of His voice which beckons us to "Drink! Drink!" of this antidote the ingredients listed in the book He wrote which I mentioned before which men abhor because they do not understand nor has anyone shared at least I've not dared as much to declare the name that saves maybe once or twice or here or there I've said something to someone but not everyone who sees me hears from me for fears in me dread their reaction yes there retraction of friendship and approval and so my vocabulary has seen removal of heavenly speech amongst worldly friends and my tongue bends and ends conversations while my conscience explodes with guilty sensations "Why can't I save my friends from condemnation?" What's worse I fear the curse will follow them to eternal home and opening their purse to see their wages find death abounding for in the pages of their contract written long ago were detailed the terms: The snake shall eat dust with the worms and man will toil and sweat while sufferings abound till he return to the ground and the sound of the woman's pain in child labor cannot save her but the savior will come from her and save us all from the wormwood and the gall which daily pursues us since the time of the fall.

So I do apologize to those who've closed their eyes in eternal sleep and waking in hell their permanent cell in Satan's keep looking upward see me who did not speak of such wrath and pain though God had made it plain to them through creation's call all the same I could have spoken and given some token of heaven yet this I know Paul planted, Apollos watered, but God makes it grow so I take no blame against the unsaved but am filled with shame that I did not proclaim at least the One who invited me to the banquet feast to give Him the glory He deserves for He graciously changed my story and serves not lending but giving me a righteous share as heir to heavenly splendor and bliss though I was there shaking my fist and spitting and cursing and splitting His skin with my blows eager to feed His flesh to the crows and I swung that hammer and formed that thorny crown and lifted You up on Your throne of obedience and recompense and it made no sense that while we stood there mocking You You said "Father forgive them they know not what they do" and greedily we tore at Your garments while graciously You bore our sins and then called us to be Your friends and gave us heavenly clothes so that we could dispose of those evil ones covered in filth and trash and thus be free at last!

I apologize to my God and King and ask graciously for the words to sing and the grace to tell all people about the man who stood in their place who is more than man who is also God who stands in heaven with arms open wide holes in His hands and gash in His side welcoming those whom He has blessed:


"Come ye who labor and I will give you rest"