Touch The Wood


We fancy ourselves, so close to His call

yet the closer He draws us, the harder we fall

Our pride does allow us, to assert so clear

that there on that Friday, we would have been so near

So simple and easy, to pretend so well

that His Name on our lips, we would gladly tell

All who might wonder, were we of His band

when questioned, crossed the line on the sand

 

Forgive Dear Jesus, this foolish pride

which speaks so much louder, its cowardice to hide

 

We dare to judge Peter, he who did sigh

when told by his Master, three times would deny

Our measure falls on Judas, the one led astray

by a failure to love Jesus, at the end of the day

So certain we motion, our stare left to see

His friends turned impostors, who hastened to flee

Oh Thomas, we utter, so blessed are we

who believe and accept, although we don’t see

 

Forgive, Divine Master, this foolish pride

that counts others’ weakness, though its own faults are wide

 

We want all the glory, and seek all the fame

as if being His follower, was merely a game

His Words and Example, we fail to trace

unlike Veronica, whose love wiped His Face

Words over actions, so convenient a plan

without love our intention, when love makes the man

Like Simon yet worse still, for his was a given task

while we pretend loyalty, while wearing a mask

 

Forgive my Dear Savior, this foolish pride

that sits here in darkness, while for me You died

 

We live in a world, which crucifies Him still

yet do we stand by Him, or do we fulfill

Our own tired agenda, our own selfish schemes

built on facades and pretensions, and feeding on dreams

That we do not need Him, and can push Him aside

to follow a devil, who has consistently lied

that Salvation is out there, just within our grip

without our Dear Jesus, along for the trip

 

Forgive me, my Lord, this foolish pride

steeped in sin and diversions, that I often slide

 

If you want to follow, Our Lord’s gentle plea

then get out of this world’s boat, and walk on the sea

For He will not leave you, and by you remain

to feed and reward you, with Heavenly gain

This world will despise you, as it so often does Him

but this should embrace you, regardless how dim

If you want to feel Him, to live in His Name

then die to this world, for that is one and the same

If you want to follow, His lesson of good

then you must approach His sweet cross, and touch the wood

 

Copyright, 2012   Gabriel Garnica

 

 

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