I’d do good to ask myself, right about
now, what it meant when the Baptist cried out
“Repent!” Shouldn’t a believer today
believe His Old Testament wrath; God
reigning down upon His people; until
prideful man finally repented? Pent-up
anger, skies rent, up and down, plagues spent,
war, fury and death. I can’t now know for
certain if, this day, we are being judged,
this way, by the very same God, whose arm
hasn’t shortened. Lord knows the world has gone
to hell as of late. I can indeed know,
certainly, that I can and should, with profit,
contend to repent. Always. And so
“yes,” my conscience answers, “yes indeed, in
the spirit of John,” I’d drop knees and repent.
Gary Edward Geraci
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- Comment from author about the poem: A season of repentance would do our ailing world some good. Give it try, would you? “Lord Jesus Christ Son of the living God have mercy upon me a sinner.”
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Yes, a fair write Gary, without being 'hell-fire and brimstone'. (What is brimstone? oops!).
Certainly aspects, areas of our lives where repentance may be needed, at this crisis season, and any season.
I read a book by Metropolitan Anthony Booth - bit deep! (Your double?!). But he brings out that prayer of requesting mercy. The blind man did not pray 'Heal me', though he sought that too.
Thank you Orchidee. Fortunately, it's not you and I that need be so demanding. We only try to remind others of what Christ taught us in the Gospels - we care for the salvation of others - that's what drives us to be fishers of men. A "catch and release" brand of fisherman - releasing men into the loving arms of their Savior.
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