Jesus Made a C in Life

Jesus Made a C in Life

Ever get that feeling, lost, lonely, left- behind
When I do, I crawl up to my couch
Lacking with fight in confidence
Slide down in its red velvet the one- way
Else resistance if stroked the other way.
I reach down to scrunch, the shag beneath its legs
And with my ironic bite I muse
That even Jesus made a C in Life

Jesus was a Carpenter, a builder, a toiler to the end
He built the way for humanity to begin,
For his father God above, was the first Supreme-
To associate himself with Love
Jesus was a Caregiver, a healer, a restorer back to health
He cured the lame, and those who could not walk the path
He healed the blind, and those who could not see
He raised the dead, and those who had no light

Jesus was a Counselor, a rabbi, a wise man
He zapped the sleeping fig tree, bringing truths to you and me
We must Come Forth: Bear Fruit: make time for humanity
Foul example, for foul times.
Jesus was a Companion, a deliverer, a friend
He called us from the streets: He called us from the seas
He called us from the graves: He called us from the trees.
He called us all to him, to become fishers of men.

Cherish is the word I use to describe
This man who made a C in Life
This Carpenter, Caregiver, Counselor, Companion
For who can escape the dye they use to make cloth,
But that you become as same is sure,
Makes this Jesus dying in Love as sincere secure
I crawl off my red velvet couch determined,
Confident, I too will attempt a C in life.

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