Wednesday, July 11, 2012

To The Least of These...


You fell…
I looked out to you
Trying to decide

“Should I go to you,
Make myself a ridicule
Just so I can help you?”
Those around me…
Looked on in contempt
Thinking that they were
Of a superior metal
Unable to bend…
To give a helping hand.
They jeered, you coward.
I stood in indecision
For only a moment.
The moment was long enough
Enough to help me to see.
What if it was me?
Would I expect a helping hand?
Would I wish or someone… anyone
To give me a moment of their time?
Without further hesitation
I gave you my hand
Offered you a smile
Then went my way,
Thinking nothing more of it.
How was I to know?
How could I have seen?
Known that because of one like you
Salvation I might find.

And again…
There you were
Around you the crowd was… laughing
They jeered and they mocked you
There was no one around
No body there to defend you.
I stood off to the side… thinking
“What am I gonna do?
Do I follow the status quo
And make myself “one of the masses”
Or do I, walking the path less taken
Do I take that moment
And come to your aid?

Wouldn’t I expect the same?”
I stopped… had to think.
What am I gonna do?
Too many voices
Talking too loudly.
Trying to convince me to…
Just let it be.
But I couldn’t just leave you there.
Something inside said…
“ Go… Help…”
So I did… one more time…

Time, the end of time.
The end was here and I
Finding myself before The One
And recognizing just His Eyes, said:
“Lord, I’m not worthy.
To be allowed into your glory.
Never having been one to talk out
Be the center of attention
I feel I did so little…”
He smiled.
Those eyes lit up.
“Oh but don’t you remember
Those times your gave me your help
Gave me a smile and a hand of support”
Surprised… I thought:
But when did I ever see You to do it?
To my unspoken query
He replied;
“Did you not help a fall one
To get back on her feet when others
Just… passed her by?
“… Yes.” I replied. “But…”
“Did you not stand up for him
When others mocked and jeered.
Did you not stand for that helpless one?”
Startle, again.. “Yes,” I said.
With the tenderness that
Only one who understood
Could give to one who needed understanding
He put His arms around me,
Ushering me into glory.
He whispered in my ear
“You belong here.
Because  you did it for Me.
Don’t you remember the teaching?
If you did this to the least of these…
You did it unto me.”