Just thought I'd put one of my poems on today. I'm feeling somewhat lazy and in the dumps today. Here it is, hope you enjoy. God bless
Is it you
A stranger saw you today, Asked me why you were so uptight.
I didn’t know just what to say, Because I knew that they were right.
You think because you’re a Christian, You can act and do and say.
Any old thing that you want to, But my friend you’re lost your way.
You in your fancy clothes with your heart that has turned stone cold.
When it comes to unkindness, my friend you broke the mold.
You’re so dignified, with everything so proper and posed.
To how many good people have you turned up your nose.
One can tell you’re a snob of a person, with one quick glance.
It’s just a shame you won’t give different classes of people a chance.
I caution you this, If Jesus came to Church and sit right down.
And if you didn’t know Him, Would He see your usual frown.
When you saw His sandals tied on His feet with the lace.
When you saw His long hair and the beard on His face.
His clothes soiled with some kind of smudged dark stain.
Would you look at Him and cringe, caring not for His pain.
He’s not dressed as tidy, as well groomed as you deem He should.
But don’t worry He won’t come back because He understood.
You care more of appearances and your social billing.
Than you do about people and their hurt feeling.
Nobody sees Jesus in you and it’s really a shame.
But my friend you only have yourself alone to blame.
Think about it, could this be you I’m writing about.
Think very earnestly so there will be not a doubt .
If you see yourself, you’ll know what to do.
And don’t worry I’ve already been praying for you.
Written by Joan Glover 8-31-2006
Is it you
A stranger saw you today, Asked me why you were so uptight.
I didn’t know just what to say, Because I knew that they were right.
You think because you’re a Christian, You can act and do and say.
Any old thing that you want to, But my friend you’re lost your way.
You in your fancy clothes with your heart that has turned stone cold.
When it comes to unkindness, my friend you broke the mold.
You’re so dignified, with everything so proper and posed.
To how many good people have you turned up your nose.
One can tell you’re a snob of a person, with one quick glance.
It’s just a shame you won’t give different classes of people a chance.
I caution you this, If Jesus came to Church and sit right down.
And if you didn’t know Him, Would He see your usual frown.
When you saw His sandals tied on His feet with the lace.
When you saw His long hair and the beard on His face.
His clothes soiled with some kind of smudged dark stain.
Would you look at Him and cringe, caring not for His pain.
He’s not dressed as tidy, as well groomed as you deem He should.
But don’t worry He won’t come back because He understood.
You care more of appearances and your social billing.
Than you do about people and their hurt feeling.
Nobody sees Jesus in you and it’s really a shame.
But my friend you only have yourself alone to blame.
Think about it, could this be you I’m writing about.
Think very earnestly so there will be not a doubt .
If you see yourself, you’ll know what to do.
And don’t worry I’ve already been praying for you.
Written by Joan Glover 8-31-2006
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