The Day I Met Jesus Christ in the Flesh

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This is not a rhyming poem I hope you forgive me for that It was late in the night Me and Jesus were chatting I was at the beach He was in heaven And we were talking and He was sharing deep and meaningful things with me He as encouraging me Inspiring me Teaching me Moving me and I sat transfixed on the beach In wonder at 2am in the morning in the cool of winter in love with my savior It's the day I got so romantic I was in love with Jesus A man that died for me And man that bled for me And who spent night up Chatting to me alone Quite On a beach Chatting into the wind And together we chatted And I fell in love Ever so in love with Him Oh the sweet things he was saying And the quite of the night It seemed the world had swam away And the only two people were us And I had his full attention Just me and did I mention Jesus, my beloved.
I was walking back to the main beach When I stopped suddenly overwhelmed With my love and adoration And I asked Where are you now And He said Just beyond the breakers And I stepped toward the ocean And suddenly the water receded 200 meters and wondering what was going on I asked and Jesus said I will meet you soon just not tonight and I sighed and said you said you were coming soon in Johns Revelation that was 2000 years ago I can't wait that long And Jesus said really really soon And I will meet you I asked And you will me he said About four months later In the city of Sydney It was 12 pm at night When the homeless man asked me for some change I still being a judgmental Christian Asked him if he wanted a meal And he said yes And so I went and lined for a meal I got him a quarter pounder meal And when I returned he exclaimed Where's the coffee and I smiled and said a quarter pounder meal Then I gave up How do you like your coffee? Two sugars and milk he smiled And it was just like how I take my coffee And I smiled and returned to wait in line.
I watched him eat his meal Saw him drink his coffee We moved out of the cool of the Winters night I asked him could I be excused to go to the toilet and he said yes And on the way down the stairs I asked Jesus how long I had to be with this man a song played on the radio that said It's over when it's over So I washed my face And went and did my business And prepared myself For a sleepless night and returned to my homeless guest in McDonalds And he said It's funny isn't it? And I said what? It's funny when you ask Jesus A question and he answers with a song on the radio My eyes bulged in shock and then he said Can I share with you Some reflections I have on what Jesus taught in the Gospels? I said sure As I was studying the gospels myself And then he began He spoke with a clear voice He spoke with authority And the discourse was so profound and so rich That within one minute I knew If I continued to listen I would lose all he said I looked at him as he spoke Considering whether I would tell him to be quite And try and remember two sentences of this profound discourse and I'll never forget his face it was full of joy and the subject was so dear to him how could I stop him talking in one minute he had surpassed all my knowledge and for ten minutes he continued while I felt like Paul and heard something to rich for words and still today I cannot recall one sentence That was spoken Yet I no without a doubt No mortal speaking on earth Has ever done that to me And especially not on a subject I thought I knew so well.
He did three miracles that night He spoke those words that confounded He collected thirty dollars from strangers And he disappeared in a twinkling of an eye from view I have laughed with him About my low self esteem For the time I met Jesus in the flesh He had to take all his glory away And come and dress down As a humble homeless man And he has confirmed to me it was him And I still remember his form And the way his mouth played around The words as they took shape He loved that discourse on the gospels And he told me that ten minutes Would take me ten years to get to the bottom Even if I had it printed Oh yes people I met Jesus And he is a man of miracles For whatever you do unto the Very least of my brethren You do unto me he said.
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