If God Came To Me Calling-
If God Came to Me Calling…
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
I think that if I could talk to God
And see Him face to face
As long as we were introduced,
I'd feel great joy inside.
I would tell Him that I love Him.
Then, sit in quiet peace.
And listen to the words He'd say.
Oh, that precious heavenly day.
But if He came to me calling
In the flesh out of the blue,
I know that I'd be terrified.
I wouldn't know what to do.
Frozen, words would not flow.
My mind boggled down with fears.
Even though we've talked before
Oh, prayers throughout the years.
Yes, I had a million questions
About the Universe and such.
When sitting at the throne of God
Mundane things don't matter much.
In retrospect, my life on earth
May not have been filled with cash.
But through God's love and quiet walks,
I learned of salvation well.
Perfection might have been my goal.
But disappointments crossed my way.
As decisions that were not so wise
Were made in rational disguise.
Then, I'd see my Brother
Sitting at Heavenly Father's side.
I would remember His willing sacrifice.
Oh, beloved hope, eternity with them.
So, I'd bear my heart before them,
And apologize once again.
I'd thank them for forgiveness.
Oh, the Sacrificial Lamb.
And at the very moment that
The Lord reached out His hand,
My face would flush in quiet hush
And I'd hug the both of them… Amen.
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2009
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