Bob Gotti

Rookie (03/15/1957 / New Jersey)

Gloomy Clouds - Poem by Bob Gotti

As the clouds course through the sky, you sit below and wonder why,
Why we have such clouds in life, filling our days with darkened strife.
Just why it is that dark days come, filling one’s joyful heart with glum.
When darkness overcomes the light, nothing seems to be going right.

Filing your heart with undue care; pushing the heart towards despair,
From the heaviness upon your heart, that seems like it will not depart.
You may not know the how or whys, but know Christ is eternally wise.
For Christ suffered just like us; and in Christ you can place your trust.

When in a gloomy cloud of rain, let not your suffering heart complain.
God is sovereign over all affairs, and is one you know who truly cares.
He cared enough to die for you, and knows all you are going through.
Whatever, He’s been there friend, knowing the beginning and the end.

Christ suffered just like you and me, but He was nailed upon a tree,
Where He was mocked and left to die, a wicked death for you and I.
Friend in His suffering as God’s Son, He for us was the rejected one.
And by His Father, be not mistaken, for our sin, Christ was forsaken.

It was a dark time for Christ indeed, He was left on a cross to bleed.
Abandoned by those close to Him; and this because He bore our sin.
A dark time of such I will never see, as on that day Christ died for me.
Dark times that may fall on me, can never compare to that of Calvary.

(Copyright ©11/2005)

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  • (11/18/2005 2:37:00 AM)


    Hey Bob, I was thinking about what would happen if Jesus were on the Titanic when everyone was evacuating, but they were only letting women and children onto the lifeboats. Do you think he would try to shove his way onto a lifeboat the way some of his disciples try to shove their religious views on everyone? I hope he wouldn’t do that because that would mean some woman or child would have to die in his place. On the other hand, maybe he feels that he’s already died once for everyone and he doesn’t want to have to go through all that martyrdom rigmarole all over again. Besides, the image of a freezing Jesus in a lifejacket in the North Atlantic is not something most people want to think about. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 18, 2005



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