honor?

Dec 31, 2007 14:14

Recently, there have many people around me who have died alcohol- related deaths. An uncle and two friends. I won't go into details. Those of you who know the 2 friends who died- know that it was a real tragedy. A question was asked at the funeral of one, "How are you going to honor ____'s life?"
May I suggest to you- don't drink to honor your loved one's. If you want to honor them- live for them- don't subject yourself to something that could put yourself- or someone else in danger. Alcohol doesn't just affect you- it affects everyone around you including your loved ones. Having clouded judgement is a good way to hurt people you love by making irrational decisions.
If you are a follower of Jesus Christ....your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit. (1Cor. 6:19) if you want to honor your loved one who has passed away recently- don't honor them by doing something foolish- honor them by honoring God. you can't go wrong. and in the end it will be soooo worth it.

anyways, i wrote a poem about this situation because it really saddened me that something that seems as innocent as a drink could change our world so drastically.

(not all of it rhymes so just bear with me) (inspired by Proverbs 20, Proverbs 23:29-35, Proverbs 31 and 1 Corinthians 6:19 and Ephesians 5:18)

O Lemuel, Lemuel where are you?
I've been waiting, wondering; in anguish too!
I know where you are. You're out again.
If you heard my voice, would you return from men?
the men who pulled you down from up
they love the darkness; it fills their cup
And you're out again to satisfy
a longing that you can't deny
one that's meant for me to fill
no sex, no fame, no drug, no pill.
O Lemuel, Lemuel you sit in puke
your shirt is torn, your jeans ripped too.
your face is green with sickness mean
you've barfed until your belly's lean.
it's empty, empty like your soul-
without Me in it there's just a hole
filled with things of the world
pride, lusts and every whirl.
The smell of sickness fills the air
I'm calling you, do you even care?
the odors of a dead body are all around
it's putrid scent 3 days sound
outweighs the dark and death felt here
from your folly, O Lemuel; too much beer.
Because my Son He died for you
I show my love, I want you too
I want to cut you free from sin
it's ropes that hold have done you in.
I want your eyes, Paradise to see
the home of love to you from Me.
"Who has sorrow, contentions, wounds?"
He who turns to "strong drink" and booze.

"At the last it bites like a serpent,
and stings like a viper."

"Your heart will utter perverse things"
"O Lemuel, wine is not for kings."
Take my call to reach your heart
and come to me with every part
For in the beginning I knew you would be
with me for all of eternity.
I formed you in your mother's womb
and knew every thing that you would do
I saw you searching to be filled
but I've been right here- just Be still.
It was only sin that kept us apart
meanwhile I've pleaded I've ached for your heart
to return to me once again
I wrote you a letter with the pen of men.
I expressed glimpses of My love
my purpose, my plan, pure as a dove.
I desire the best for you
O Lemuel, come home, start anew.
I'll place in you a fresh, clean heart
One that beats to the drum of art-
the art that paints the evening sky
and teaches the wind to lullaby
I made it all just for you
So you could see how much I cherish you
If my proposal rings a 'yes'
I'll teach you to love like you'd never guess.
I'll show you how to praise My name
For being your God and rescuing you the same.
It Is then that you will see
that your life was meant to be........

God loves you so much that He sent His only Son to die for you- so that if you believe in Him you could go to heaven. Isn't God worth living for?
life is not a matter of eating and drinking- or what you don't eat or don't drink. it's a matter of God having a fulfilled life planned all out for you. maybe it's a short life- maybe it's a long life- nobody knows, but the real question is: Do you want to live life to YOUR fullest- or to GOD's fullest?
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