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| The Question Never Asked I need to speak with you Pastor, I said to this man who didn�t know me, �Sure, come into my office�, he said And as he lead I followed, down the stairs, through the hall As the last person had left the church, we were alone, just him and me I need to ask you some questions I said, not sure how to start to ask, He studied me and spoke in a comforting way �I�ll see if I can answer, what question do you have this day� I looked him in the eye, and that moment we both knew That the questions I was about to ask, Were going to be difficult and complex too Pastor is it possible, for a Christian to look you in the eye And say, �I don�t love you� Is it possible that she could lie? His answer gave me hope, as he pondered before he answered �Yes it is possible he said, she could have been lying is true� �She could have lied, she could have really in truth, loved you� I swallowed hard, choking back my emotions as best I could Not sure of how to phrase the next question, not sure that I even would �Pastor, they say that taking ones own life, is the unforgivable sin for sure, They say that it is a fast ticket to hell A sin that has no cure� But the scriptures say, come what may that all my sins are forgiven That by believing in him, repenting my sins, that I will go to heaven He looked at me, and he studied my eyes, he thought very carefully before he spoke, And I could tell, his answer would be very carefully thought out For my future could very well hinge on his answer Of this at that moment, there was no doubt �Well, you see that would be murder and wouldn�t allow time to repent� and God would not look favorably on you with this� For you would die, loved ones would cry, and to hell your soul would be sent� There was no need for him to ask me why I had asked this, for we really both knew, And as a tear fell down my cheek, I thought how we were almost through We both swallowed hard, and he sort of let out a sigh, I said one last question before I go, He said sure, but we both knew he wanted to ask me why At this time I felt some sort of explanation was in order For I had made this mans day difficult at best I said �There�s a lady in your congregation, whom I deeply love And if you knew my life story, you�d know this was meant to be from above� For you see Pastor I�m a sinner, I�ve broken almost all the rules, And I had given up on Love when this lady came into my life I fell in Love so much with her, I wanted her to be my wife And all of of a sudden quick as lightning, God had put us together you see And with total abandonment of the consequences I felt she had fallen too, had fallen in Love with me But now we were through, just as quick it was over for her and I Unless it was possible she had told me a lie For I had said �look at me and tell me you don�t love me, look me in the eye� She did without hesitation you see, and I just wanted to die A few days passed, we talked and I was convinced she had lied, After deep conversations we got back together, became engaged, and all seemed to be just fine But now as I write, it�s finished it�s through it�s over A crushing painful episode, final chapter of my life�s space, and time On that day I had said to the Pastor� I believe in Heaven and Hell, I believe that Jesus paid the ransom for my sins I�ve been told, that being a Christian means that you truly believe and I do, But I�ve never considered myself worthy Even with repentance and belief, I�d say that being a Christian, there has to be more to For those that have followed along this script of ramblings, You�ll notice the last question was never asked you see And it took writing my soul down word for word For the true answer to come to me Dear Pastor, Is it possible, can a Christian look you in the eye, And tell you the truth ? Copyright � 2000 -2001 Dennis Hicks |
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