I Met Jesus

I met Jesus
And told Him, Yes
My burden of sins,
I did confess.

Time passed by
My “First Love” flame
Was harder to see.

MY carnal self
And worldly needs
Grow stronger daily
As the spirit recedes.

Let’s not offend
A voice intoned
As slowly I grew cold
And the Spirit moaned.

But it’s ok
It’s all good
The Jesus I formed
Told me I could.

His church became
A social club
Where nice folks meet
And share good grub.

God’s word is taught
Rather, modified
Our good friend Jesus,
I hear He died!

David Nelson


About David

A follower of Jesus Christ. Past retirement age. Have worked at: Camera Operator; Meter Reader; Tree Trimmer; Power LIneman; Portrait Photographer; Photo Journalist; Newspaper Reporter; Proof Reader/Editor; Online writer; Bible Study Leader.
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