That One Profound Day

Written in February 4, 2014 for Biblical Worldviews class about an imagined radical spiritual encounter.

Before that one profound day I was sorrow-filled and without a hope Lifeless and always moped Wondering if He heard me pray

Before that one profound day I dragged myself from place to place Always seeking to see His face Wondering now what He had to say

On that one profound day I sat unmoving in my room With my artificial heart I saw from the corner of my eye Something quickly dart

What could it be? A mouse or a rat? I quickly picked up the baseball bat I was ready for the creature “Scat,” I yelled, “Scat!"

What I did not know Is that I was not prepared at all For the sight before me So I fell down hard, utterly appalled

The sight before me was astonishing I fell on my face Praying, “Grace, grace!” At that moment I knew That indeed, He is true

The being in front of me Was like nothing ever before Its presence alone Made me cry out for the Lord

It was of pure light Of that I am sure How else could it be So blindingly bright?

It inspired joy and fear I knew without a doubt That Jesus was here Imparting the wisdom of old Unspoken, pouring out truth Making my blood run cold

Chills seizing me now The angel lifted his hand Beginning to sing It foretold of the Holy Land

Where high above Martyrs and saints like me Complete their time here on Earth And then take their leave

“Where will you go?” The angelic being asked “Will you come join us in heaven Once you have breathed your last?”

“Or will you go with all the others Down to the pit of hell To live forever in regret Wishing you could pay off Your eternal debt?”

It was at this point That I could take no more I began to sob And fell to the floor “Save me now!” 

That was all I could say The being’s visit was done So it faded away I was left to contemplate What to do with the rest of my run

Should I build an orphanage? Feed the poor in Iraq? Maybe help the old lady Whose car just wrecked?

“Forget all that!” I felt the voice in me say “Just live out your life And all will be okay.”

“You have strayed away Do not turn your back on me Because the going gets tough Submit and you will be set free!”

From that day on I have stayed true to the Lord I admit I have fallen since But I trust Him that my inheritance Is more than six cents!

I know this because Hey, He promised Everything is okay If I try not to falter And do not go my own way

So you see, God does appear To the very broken like me As He did on that one profound day And revealed the everlasting key

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