When our unbelieving friends and family members are facing King Jesus as Judge, will they be able to recall all of our warnings, Gospel presentations, and pleadings for them to repent? Or, when they face Jesus, will they then look at us and say “Why did you not tell me how I could be saved before it was too late?”
My Friend
by D.J. Higgins
My friend, I stand in judgment now,
And feel that you’re to blame somehow.
On earth I walked with you by day,
And never did you point the way.
You knew the Lord in truth and glory,
But never did you tell the story.
My knowledge then was very dim;
You could have led me safe to him.
Though we lived together here on earth,
You never told me of the second birth.
And now I stand this day condemned,
Because you failed to mention Him.
You taught me many things, that’s true;
I called you “friend” and trusted you.
But I learn now that it’s too late,
And you could have kept me from this fate.
We walked by day, and talked by night,
And yet you showed me not the light.
You let me live, and love, and die,
You knew I’d never live on high.
Yes, I called you “Friend” in life,
And trusted you through joy and strife.
And yet, on coming to this dreadful end,
I cannot, now, call you “my friend.”
The purpose of us this poem is not to lead us to “shoulda, woulda, couldas” but instead to push us to a life of faithful evangelism and prayer for the lost.
