Wednesday, December 24, 2014

I Get The Impression




I get the impression
That some people think
That God is a fool
To trot out on occasion
And set down on the center stool
To be used to amuse
Like He's just some cheap tool!

I get the impression
That some people think
That God is a stool
To sit on upon occasion
While we play the fool
Acting all cool
Like we were back in school!

I get the impression
That some people think
That God is a tool
To dig out on the occasion
Of some emergency dire
To be sharpened and e’en inflated
When we face the mire and the fire!

I may be wrong
But impressions do count
For I, too, am guilty
Of neglecting and least counting
The role of the Master
As we tread life’s vale!
He’s here for all seasons
Not just for the soul’s travail!



So, please, join now with me
Let the Master take charge
Let Him be the leader and
In your life loom large!

The fool is what Satan thinks Him!
The tool - it was His cross!
The stool is where we sit by Him
As He tells of the great cost
That He paid to redeem us
To save us - His children - from eternal loss!

Please don’t minimize Him
You can’t Him maximize
He is God - the Creator
In Him our lives we realize!

So bless Him!
Exalt Him!
To His Great Name - give praise!
Sing glory, hallelujah
For soon He will us raise!

John 1:1-5, 10-14 (KJV)