Fishers Of Men

A long time ago, when I first started writing poetry, I wanted to write a poem that would show what it would be like for a person to face God knowing that they were destined for hell. Here is what I wrote:

Millions Of Specs

Millions of specs, just floating around;
They hear no sound, they don't want to be found.

They gave up eternity, so they could be "free";
How can that be, it makes no sense to me.

I looked at God and listened in;
This is what was said when He spoke to them:

The tears flow from your eyes, as you realize,
You and I could have been allies.

You didn't get it, and now you never will;
Leave me now, go to hell, you make me ill.

I don't want to see you ever again;
No not even every now and then.

You could have had life, but you chose wrong,
You will be weak, when you could have been strong.

I gave you chances, that was what life was for,
Of ME you took advantage, now you will be no more.

Today is Judgment day and you have been judged fair,
Your place isn't with me, it's in hell, go there.

A lot of people are doomed for hell. As Christians we are called to lead people to Christ and although we can't make them accept Christ, we can plant seeds in their heart-- God will take it from there.

Matthew 4:19 says, "Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will make you fishers of men."

Ed Young, the Sr. Pastor of Fellowship Church, put it best when he shared that when we are mature we have the ability to produce offspring. Are you a "mature Christian"? Are you producing offspring? If not, then think about all the people that you come in contact with that God was going to use you as a path to Him but you didn't make an effort to share Him. Always do what is right in God's eyes, and don't be afraid to stand up for Him; this is a sure way of becoming a fisherman of men.