The Carpenter's Son 
by Sue Burg

My Friends . . . Have you met the Carpenter's son?
The boy they call Jesus, You know the one?

An innocence seems to beam on his face.
There's something about this boy my heart is quick to embrace.

His manner so Gentle, His voice soft and polite.
His eyes sparkle brightly in youthful delight.

He is eager to learn from the prophets of old,
The valuable lessons  the wise ones have told.

Could this be the Savior, Of a world ever so flawed?
Though only a boy, Perhaps . . . sent here by God?

As he grew older His endowment grew too.
He surpasses all others be they Gentile or Jew.

As the years past  quite a man he's become.
Loved and followed by many, Yet, envied and hated by some.

Guiding with love, A tool in God's hands.
Jesus, our Savior carried out his great plan.

A master of men, As a Carpenter with wood.
His Love everlasting, His intent understood.

His followers treasure each phrase that he speaks.
As he answers the questions that each man's heart seeks.

But as with the prophets  that told of his birth,
The evils of man schemed to remove him from earth.

A brother betrays him  for a pittance of Gold.
Replacing the sparkle His eyes used to hold.

With a sadness beyond what a mortal could bare.
As loved ones stood aching, desiring his burden to share.

But before long they learned  the price he had paid.
The life that he gave and the great sacrifice made.

How could there have been the least little doubt,
That God is the father of that young boy devout?

So if you haven't met Him and know what he's about,
There's no time like the present and it's time you found out!

(Thank you Sue!)

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