Another Chance For Redemption and Salvation
Trumpets sounded loudly towards dusk
as they did in ancient times,
to warn all warriors of an imminent battle,
there I saw throngs of angels
with glorious Jesus in their mist....
a thick book was opened by Gabriel;
below, Satan was waiting for the condemned souls.
A huge crowd looked up gleefully
and was raptured as He called out their names,
I waited and waited, but there's was
no mention of mine through those pages;
could have Jesus, so perfect and just,
have overlooked, or forgotten to call it...
I wasn't mistaken..it wasn't called!
I looked inside to scrutinize my non-so-spotless conscience,
and guilts of past deeds surfaced instantly
as the remains of a ship-wreck floating on a turbulent sea;
and to realize this tragedy, it took plenty of tears!
I wept and no one heard me, but Lucifer was hysterical and joyful
to have won and ready to torment me in Hell.
Oh, no...did Dante describe it well, if he had never seen it?
Horror, fright, despair, darkness and crackliing flames
were the awful feelings and eerie images of that vision too ambiguous.
I fell on my shivering knees and cried out:
" Lord didn't you promise from the cross,
"You will be with me in Paradise, today?"
"If you forgave the Good Thief, why can't you forgive me?"
There's was no reply from the Savior whose blood
had the power to cleanse all inequities with His sacrifice...
I called out again with a frightened, louder voice,
"Lord, my Redeemer, have you searched for the other stranded sheep
which can't find his way back; is he stuck in a shrub with thorns?"
I looked around and all the raptured people followed Jesus,
leaving me behind as Lucifer laughed and danced down below,
but a terrible thought came to me, " Was I going to be his next victim,
and allow my flesh to eternally burn in that abyss called Inferno?"
The first shadows dimmed the orange-colored sky,
I started to yawn and suddenly I fell asleep. When I woke up,
I saw Christ, the Redeemer and King, leaning over me softly saying,
" I haven't forgotten about you, Andrew...I wanted you to feel
the disappointment of not being raptured and saved;
even an imperfect person like you can enter my kingdom, if his heart repents.
My sacrifice is enough to wash your past and present sins with my shed blood."
My awe and disbelief surpassed the realm of my reality...
yes, indeed I had another chance for redemption and salvation!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010
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