Jesus Christ Touched My Heart Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Jesus Christ touched my heart
each expressed sentiment rang true
when Jesus spoke each thought

asked ‘Who Will We Worship Now'?

each parable as I read I instantly knew
each parable questioned souls me and you
each parable declared truth acts we do

materialism greed preaches ego success
materialism preaches individual achievement
materialism lives in sanctuaries of gold

materialism loves windows of colored glass
materialism hates getting manicured hands dirty
materialism lives on prestige side of towns...

It has decades this soul bothered
that all the world's great religions
build huge temples to their God

or God's beautiful though shaped
by worship honouring host hands
many built in worship great houses

to their God or Gods who need
no houses to shelter chill starved
mortal suffering dirt dying bodies;

but so many temples built so few
homes for orphans the sick the poor
living flesh souls God does adore.

Where do you think noble God
in truth is to be most found?
In houses of worship countless

built by hands of his own clay?
Or in hospitals, orphanages,
soup kitchens, simple homes

of the poor; and the homeless
streets where beloved poor
so often fall asleep desperate?

Remember greed rich those first
with men are often last with God.
Jesus is most often recorded in

the company of the poor those not
approved by cream of society; not
among glittering robes of the elite

in their palaces. What example do
you think Jesus was giving? Two
of the reasons Rome hated religion

Christianity were, early Christians
refused to worship Rome's rulers as gods
and Christianity taught the slave was

equal to the master. Two lessons
world leaders so often still resent.
Even today we can still judge best

civilizations, a country by how,
they treat the least of their citizens.
Honour this scale who measures

up, who would God approve?


Copyright © Terence George Craddock