A Lad With A Question Poem by Pleasant Dabbs

A lad, not yet man, strode toward a neighboring forest
He finished reading the Word of God and now he'd put it to test
Samuel, Gideon, Abraham and Paul doubted His might and presence
The boy wondered, there was something that didn't make sense

He'd listened to disputes, discord, and heartfelt dissension
Right or wrong, weak or strong, was He real or an invention?
He carried the question to the man they were referring
If no answer? Then he'd side with those not reassuring

In the forest he sought his place of quiet refuge
That was where he would go, when he found himself deluged
With a question, dispute or conflict, when he felt disconcerted,
In the Man he had faith, to His word he was wholly converted

He craved a response, a celestial intervention
The topic settled, from this time on there'd be no contention
A whispering wind whisked by and hummed these words while passing
'I am that I am', the same words heard Moses when asking

'Yes', now sure He was real, he wondered what he looked like
'Was He a man? ' Then he was enveloped in heavenly light
The image of the Son and Father he had with their arriving
They were just like him but glowing, as with the suns' arising

The fathers on earth have sons, and the sons have fathers
On God's side it's no different, with the Son we all are brothers
But He lives in Heaven, his dwelling is a celestial site
We dwell now on earth, but after this life we might

Live close to Him if we've lived a life worthy,
Cast out evil thoughts and bridled our actions earthy
We'll be with heavenly family...parents, spouses, children
An awesome reunion is coming...we'll be forever euphoric then

pl dabbs