A Parody on Salvation

in some circles of religious faiths too much emphasis has been put on Jesus and we’ve forgotten about How God Saved Master Teacher Jesus and God’s Power Resurrected Jesus not Jesus’s personal power but God’s. So here is the poem in all is cantor…..though I’d not be surprised if just like the Wedding Feast Story God’s having Jesus gather the help to serve in the Banquet Kitchen all the remaining unnamed guests , children of God coming into the Banquet as well for honorably serving as thorns and antagonists so that the Faithful be well tested. Twill be a Great Reunion and Gods Unconditional Love and Forgiveness are exactly that Unconditional and all dissenters will report to the pot and pan dishwashing room and take out the garbage.


and all through the place,
Not a creature was praying, not one on their face.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care,
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
Not one ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap,
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray,
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head,
It was Jesus returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand,
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said “It’s not here” my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love,
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late,
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear,
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call,

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