Do You Know? Poem by Bob Gotti

Do You Know?



Do you know God’s Only Son, His choice in Who our victory’s won?
Our victory over death and sin, the victory that is only found in Him.
Do you know His Son Jesus Christ, Who died to give us all New Life?
For Jesus Christ died upon that tree, to give New Life to you and me.
Do you have, friend, Eternal Life, attained only through Jesus Christ?
A life with Christ in which to spend, up in Heaven, that will never end.

Do you have inside a lasting peace, deep within, that will not cease?
A peace beyond our understanding, when our life becomes demanding.
Do you have Eternal peace with God, so not to fear Christ’s Iron Rod?
For God’s Judgment will one day come, upon all who oppose His Son.
Are you under the blood of The Lamb, Who died to redeem every man?
For man’s repentance is God’s desire, to save all men from eternal fire.

Do you know The Savior friend, when life down here comes to an end?
For all things end within this life, however, things go on in Jesus Christ.
Do you have hope beyond this earth, Hope that comes from New Birth?
Your hope is sure in Christ my friend, the moment you are Born Again.
In Jesus Christ will you be found, when we hear the last trumpet sound?
At the moment we’re changed on high, in the simple twinkling of an eye.

Do you have a room prepared for you, one which has an Eternal view?
A room for you is prepared by Christ, for you to enjoy your Eternal Life.
Do you have full assurance friend, that you will see Christ in the end?
If Christ prepares a place for you, He will come again to be with you.
Are you destined for the clouds, when He comes for His Holy crowd?
For He will come to take you there, when Christ meets you in the air.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Poetry Hound 27 April 2005

Hey Bob, last week I was at the dentist and I’m pretty sure I heard Jesus talking to me. What an unlikely place for him to do it! I know what you’re going to say – it was just the novocaine or sodium pentathol messing with my mind, right? But no Bob, I wasn’t hallucinating. Well, perhaps I was hallucinating but it wasn’t because of any drugs. It happened while the dental technician was cleaning my teeth. All of a sudden, a deep sonorous voice says, “Poetry Hound, you haven’t been keeping up with your brushing and flossing.” I swear it wasn’t the dental technician, and there wasn’t anyone else in the room. I couldn’t believe Jesus, who usually gives me the silent treatment, was suddenly admonishing me for inadequate dental care. Then he revealed to me through demonstration a more effective way to floss. I’m pretty certain it was Jesus. But I’m not crazy. I’m not going to go around publicly claiming it was a miraculous visitation like those people who see Christ’s image in a water stain or a tortilla or something. To tell you the truth, now that I look back on it, it was kind of a letdown. I mean, he could have helped me sort out my love life or told me about a lucrative investment or at least left a brochure for a good Florida time-share. Instead I get some flossing tips. Go figure.

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Bob Gotti

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