Jesus had preached for a time
In his hometown, and in Galilee
Thousands were coming to hear
The words that would set the world free.
One of those days, on a mountain,
He stood at a level place
And began calling apostles
To carry God’s message of grace.
Followers from Judea, Tyre and Sidon
And Jerusalem: those troubled, in pain
Heard as he called twelve apostles
He’d asked the Father to name.
He looked at the crowd, and said that
The poor and the hungry were blessed
And those who cried and were hated
Would have Heaven for their final rest.
But the hunger was not of the body
The suffering, not physical pain
The poverty not lack of money
The hate not about human gain.
He was speaking about the spirit
Our eternal self, our soul
That if we listen to God and His Word
He will make our beings whole.
We can do nothing to make us deserve it
We cannot get it by being “good”
Abba, Father gives forgiveness
Earn it? No one could.
He wants us to humble ourselves
Give in, and hunger for Him
Build a daily relationship
Make a light glowing, not dim.
We are dirty, and ragged, with nothing
That He can use. So let’s let it go
God, author of grace undeserved!
Are you called? Let the world know.
Copyright 2016 margaretportergriffin
By the Sea of Galilee