[Biblemat] S) COULD THIS BE YOU?

[J5827Sasser at wmconnect.com]

Brethren and Friends, Jim Sasser here.  Here are some thoughts
from my ancient files.  Use to the glory of God.

COULD THIS BE YOU?

I woke up one night from the heat in my room,
I felt an unexplainable sense of gloom.

Slowly my eyes opened to see,
Something strange had happened to me.

No longer was I lying safely in my bed,
But I was standing among many I knew to be dead.

I recognized friends and neighbors around,
And there was this woman in a heap on the ground.

I felt my fear begin to rise,
As I looked into a pair of sad eyes.

The eyes belonged to a man in white,
His face was shining with an excellent light.

I could see the scar on His side from the knife,
In His nail-scarred hands was the book entitled "Life."

He turned the page as I approached His throne,
And I tried to recall the truth I'd once know.

I was taught as a child to love God and obey,
But once on my own I'd wndered away.

The Lord's heart broke as He brushed a tear with His hand,
And He said to me simply, I don't understand.

Once you loved My Word and kept My Laws,
Now you are in the world's hands, what's the cause?

I cried aloud and tried to pray,
But my Savior's hand motioned me away.

I knew what He would say and cringed at the thought,
But still the words came: "I know ye not."

I begged fro a chance my story to tell,
Before the Great Judge sentenced me to hell.

I would have attended Thy worship more,
If only the preacher hadn't been such a bore.

The singing was almost always off key,
And the public prayers did little for me.

Why, once I shook a visitor's hand,
Introduced myself and acted quite grand.

But one brother who had observed the scene,
Had nothing to say of me being so keen.

You see Lord right then and there I made up my mind,
On all these hypocrites I'd not waste my time.

But all along I've loved You in my heart,
And after all that's the most important part.

When I'd finished my speech the Lord hung His head,
And I could tell He hadn't like what I'd said.

With tears in His eyes He looked up at me,
And said I'd never asked much of thee.

I offered My live on Calvary's Hill,
I died for you as was My Father's will.

If you'd loved Me as you say,
You would have been faithful a small price to pay.

But you chose to walk in the way that's wide,
You straddled the fence never taking a side.

Now you beg for mercy yet it's too late,
You'll never pass through the beautiful gate.

I could see on His face that His heart broke for me,
And I opened my mouth for one last feeble plea.

He would't listen He'd closed His ears,
And I knew no how worthless were my wasted years.

I had no choice but to depart from my Lord,
And I turned to His left without one more word.

I stood amidst many I'd known on this earth,
Who now felt their great lack of worth.

The wailing and crying was impossible to bear,
The darkness was thick and hot was the air.

We walked down the path that was very wide,
I and all others who in sin had died.

I looked over my shoulder when we were almost there,
I saw the Great Lord rise into the air.

He took with Him the few who'd faithful been,
And I cried to know I'd never see Him again.

My body was different and yet I felt pain,
I heard myself scream again and again.

At last we were in the Devil's Den,
The place of torment and eternity to spend.

I thought of my life and the things I'd done,
And relived in my mind each sin one by one.

The gift of life that once had been mine,
I'd trampled under foot time after time.

I sat among those whom on earth I would flee,
And now I'd be with them forever, cruel irony.

As I wandered the fiery streets of hell,
I knew the truth only too well.

I couldn't blame my brothers in the Lord,
For they often tried to teach me the Word.

It wasn't the fault of my family,
In fact all of the blame lay squarely on me.

Let me try again I heard myself shout,
I searched and I searched but there was no way out.

As I saw pain and fear in my companion's eyes,
The panic within me started to rise.

I had to get out I wanted to be free,
I started to run I tried to flee.

There was no escape and suddenly,
Satan himself stood looking at me.

I offered an excuse on my behalf,
But he cared not to hear it he started to laugh.

I hated him so and I hated myself,
As he added my soul to his victory's shelf.

My mind was weary from my futile endeavor,
Crying, I sat down the beginning of forever.

                           ----- Author Unknown.   </HTML>
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