| The following is an original poem and is Copyright2002-2008 D.J. McKay All Rights Reserved. Not to be duplicated in any form. |
| A Man Named Jesus |
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| A man named Jesus once passed through, our village by the sea, a village filled with fishermen, a town called Galilee. I remember well the day He arrived, for the fishing had been poor, the men were angry about nets that were empty, as they brought their boats to shore. A neighbor of mine, named Simon(Peter) a fisherman by trade; came into shore ranting of " No Fish!" and all the taxes he had paid! This man named Jesus told him, to cast his nets once more, but Peter harshly responded with, " We've just come in to shore! " " We've fished all night, our nets are empty, and now You ask of me, that I should cast my nets again Upon an empty sea? " Then.... Andrew walked up in time, to hear his brother say; " I've fished all night and now, would you have me fish all day? " Simon(Peter), Andrew said, as gently as he could, " If He says to cast your nets, then I think it's wise you should! " I stood and watched them sail away, yet did not understand, that the story of a " miracle," would spread throughout the land, The town was all a-roar. The town-folks were amazed! Simon(Peter) had come to shore, (looking humble and quite dazed) His boat was brimming to the top, with fish of every kind! My neighbor had gone out to fish, but more than fish he'd find. For was on that day that Peter found, while sailing out at sea, a " miracle " and nothing less, performed in Galilee. Along the shore, the crowd grew still, t'was Peter heard to say, " You are the Son of the Living God and I leave my nets today! " With that, upon his knees he fell, onto the coarse beach sand, Jesus spoke, " Rise up and walk with Me, " while offering His hand. I hear it said that Jesus offers, that very hand each day, to every lonely sinner who passes by His way...... D. J. McKay Copyright 2002-2008 |
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