Why Me?

​Why Me?

Why would You honor me?

What in my past would qualify

What in my soul was ever worthy

to be called to witness majesty

To be sure

I was raised to respect

and honor God

But soon enough

my mind devised

wickedness that called and

dragged me through the mud

And so now

in later years

of my uninspired life

I haunt the ragged hillside

keeping my flock

and my thoughts

Until Your Angel appeared

In Bethlehem,

of all places

A town of nowhere

and nobodys

And yet I think I know why

You descended from on high

to arrive as the ancient text proscribes

In Bethlehem –

The Son of God!

To save all mankind

And I –

The chief of nobodys

And my brother shepherds rise

To follow Light

through dark of night

and eventually arrive

to see the babe

His smiling face

the gift for all mankind

12/01/16

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