If Jesus came today, and looked like you or me...

If He sat upon a pew, or prayed on bended knee...

Would you know HIM as the Son of God, and simply let Him be.

Or would you march
right up to Him,
embraced in you self-
righteousness,

And in that superior
tone,  you use for
those you think
beneath you,

Say...

I see you have an
earing, tatoos upon
your arms, your motorcycle leathers
fit you way too tight...

You don't look like
a Christian, and your
hair is way too long,
Didn't I see you
on stage, singing a
"Heavy Metal" song?
    
I think you best be
leaving, with us
you don't belong! 

We are all good Christians here and you are just all
wrong...

I hope that when
you see a stranger
who seems to "not
belong", you'll look
beneath the surface..

Who knows, you
could be wrong!!!

Hilda Sinclair
ch8rom1@abts.net
YES from the ROCK

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