To The Twelve

Simon, James, Bartholomew,
How I long to follow you…
To walk with you, and talk with you,
Philip, Jude, and Andrew
Thomas, so skeptical, Matthew, so critical
Peter, so radical, and John, so mystical
James the elder, who did behold Him
Even Judas, the one who sold Him
Partakers of His mystery…
Partners in His ministry…
What was it like to follow Him?
To walk with Him and talk with Him?
To hear Him speak, to watch His face,
As He talked about love, about peace, about grace?
Do you remember each word He said
As He healed the sick and raised the dead?
Did your heart pound with a glorious thrill
As He bid the wind and waves “Be still”?
Did you tremble with awe as He fed the throng?
What was it like to tag along?

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Chandrama Deshmukh

How simple stories of undiluted faith keeps us going!
A brilliant verse indeed.