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“The Greatest One of All”
by Pastor Dale
“Let the children come to me,”
That’s what the Bible says
And come they did and come they will
With rum pa pum pum and stacks of Pez
Was in Capernaum late one eve
Long day’s journey’s end
He asked His group, “Why argue, thee?
Does something need amends?”
Ashamed were they, well should they be
Ashamed that He should know
Their tiff was over ego-lust
Which one should lead the show
The sigh released from depths unknown
When such was what He learned
All Galilee could hear its sound
Eternal patience turned
Turned from sunlight into cloud
From warmth to coldest rain
Turned from thinking, “At last they know”
To “Here we go again”
Maybe this well help them see
A lesson always fresh
Teach them if they would be first
Then must they be the last
A child, brought He, from many there
Propped him on His knee
A child, a tot, a tiny kid
Asked, “Here, what do you see?”
“A little person, quick to laugh”
Said one without a pause
Another chimed, “My cousin’s son”
For indeed the child was
“The next to work the fields for us”
“The next to read the books”
“The next to fish the lakes and streams”
“The next to lean to cook”
“He’s all of that, you each are right
No argument for sure
But this little guy upon my lap
Is oh so so much more
He is the future, as you say
But what good is that to you?
It’s his present you must understand
Without that you’ve no clue
To what God wants from you to whom
The Kingdom/Queendom comes
It’s his present tense that you must know
Be ye daughters be ye sons
It is to him and to his ilk
For whom I have arrived
It’s to the lowly, child or not
To whom thou should ascribe
What honor thou wouldst pass along
Your pats upon the back
Not for yourself are you to live
But for those who have the lack
The lack of hurting any one
The lack of others judging
The lack of guile that is their gift
And open hearts for loving
Can you become the one I hold?
This one who cares not what I say
This one who needs not hear my words
For in him love holds sway
So take this child into your arms
Ask what is his credo:
‘All the PBJs that I can eat
An’ a frigiator full of Jell-O.
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