A Lad With A Question

A lad, not yet man, strode toward a neighboring forest

He finished reading the Word of God and now he’d put it to test

Samuel, Gideon, Abraham and Paul doubted His might and presence

The boy wondered, there was something that didn’t make sense

He’d listened to disputes, discord, and heartfelt dissension

Right or wrong, weak or strong, was He real or an invention?

He carried the question to the Man they were referring

If no answer? Then he’d side with those not reassuring

In the forest he sought his place of quiet refuge

That was where he would go, when he found himself deluged

With a question, dispute or conflict, when he felt disconcerted,

In the Man he had faith, to His word wholly converted

He craved a response, a celestial intervention

The topic settled, from that time on there’d be no contention

A whispering wind whisked by and hummed these words while passing

“I am that I am”, the same words heard Moses when asking

“Yes”, now convinced that He was real, he wondered what he looked like

“Was He a man?” Right then he was enveloped in heavenly light

The image of the Son and Father he had with their arriving

They were just like him but glowing, as with the suns’ arising

The fathers on earth have sons, and the sons have fathers

On God’s side it’s no different, with the Son we all are brothers

But He lives in Heaven, his dwelling is a celestial site

We dwell now on earth, but after this life we might

Live close to Him if we’ve lived a life worthy,

Cast out evil thoughts and bridled our actions earthy

We’ll be with heavenly family...parents, spouses, children

An awesome reunion is coming...we’ll be forever euphoric then

c aaron