Not This Sunday Son Poem by Gary James Smith

Not This Sunday Son



Not This Sunday Son

Not this Sunday son, I'll go next Sunday
Was a line I used so successfully
It had worked four weeks in a row, I was on a roll
But God had a surprise in store for me
Sunday five comes along and sure enough my son
Are you coming to church this morning dad
Are you coming to church today?
Not this morning son I said maybe next Sunday I'll go
These were the words that
my lips began to say

But dad! You're a dad and you'resupposed to keep your promises
You've promised me you'd go so many times
I stood their dumbfounded, here was a five year old boy
Challenging me that I must tow the line
Why did I ever tell him that, that was my first response
Now for sure he had me on the hook
Okay, okay I'll go I said but under two conditions
His eyes kind of stared at me with a starry eyed look

What are those conditions dad swiftly he replied
He was anxious with his sister and mom to know
I said " we will sit at the back and this will be my first and last time going"
Ok dad He said...now let's get ready and go
What had I got myself into was my questioning thought
Why oh why had I ever promised him this
Now I had to follow through to show him I was a man
A man who should have kept his promises

But God used that interchange to lead me in a way
In a way for me to hear His Word that day
And I broke my own condition factors that I had set forth
For but a few weeks later my night turned into day
Praise God He keeps His promises His Word is ever true
His every Word is always yea and amen
That's why our faith has a Rock solid foundation
And webelieve wholeheartedly that Jesus is coming again

Thank you son for challenging me to honor what I say
You held me most accountable that's for sure
Because of your persistence I stand as a believer today
As well most of our family...their faith too is assured
When we get to heaven and rehearse our path of faith
I can picture in my mind the one I'll have
"Are you coming to church this morning dad" will be ringing in my ears
A message from my own dear child...what a precious lad!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright August520208: 00 AM

Gary James Smith

Wednesday, August 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leeann Azzopardi 05 August 2020

Gary, if this is the way God reach you, he did it like he would do it." A little child would lead.." Sorry my knowledge of the verses of the bible is a little off but I believe it's in the old testment. Excellent Poem Bravo! Bravo!

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