And now because of
their unbelief
they could not understand the word of God;
and their hearts were
hardened.
The Choice of Jerusalem
Summer 07, 1/6/08,
2/1/08
Had I been in
Jerusalem
The time The King
first came
Would I have mocked,
and spurned, and scorned
His Blessed, Holy
Name?
Would I have walked
in wondering steps
The path that Jesus
trod?
Would I have known
those steps to mark
The only way to God?
I am not in
Jerusalem
But still I have
this choice
To stray or fight
the truth He speaks
Or heed His Holy
Voice.
You, as well, must
make your choice
For hope He died to
give
To heed or hate, the
choice is yours,
His gift that we
might live.
The Jewish religion
is one of the oldest in the world. It was the parent of Christianity. Yet so
few of the Jews were willing to recognize the Messiah when He came because He
was not the answer they wanted.
Here, in this time,
I was raised in Christianity and understand how and why it had to be as it was
- the suffering Messiah before the conquering Messiah. But if I was not raised
to understand, I wonder how foreign and strange it would seem to me. Sometimes
I try to think of the world and how I would perceive everything without this
knowledge and then how I would react to someone telling me of the gospel. It
has allowed me build a stronger testimony of its truth and I hope I would have
had the strength of character to truly listen, consider, and accept it had I
been there back then.
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