My Friend

A poem which I remembered when one of my brother-in-Christ shared about the lost of his friend (only 14 years old) to an accident today.

My Friend

My friend, I stand in judgment now,
And feel that you’re to blame somehow
On earth I walked with you day by day,
And never did you point the way.

You knew the Lord in truth and glory,
But never did you tell the story,
My knowledge then was very dim;
You could have led me safe to him.

Though we lived together here on earth,
You never told me of the second birth,
And now I stand this day condemned,
Because you failed to mention him.

You taught me many things that’s true;
I called you friend and trusted you,
But I learn now, that it’s too late,
And you could have helped me from this fate.

We walked by day, and talked by night,
And yet you showed me not the light;
You let me live and love and die,
You knew I’d never live on high.

Yes I called you “friend” in life,
And trusted you through fun and strife.
And yet, on coming to this dreadful end,
I cannot, now, call you “my friend.”

-Author unknown

May this remind us that though stupid it may seem to the world when we preach Christ to them, it is better to be ostracized in this world than to live with regret when the Lord comes again.