Will you call me friend?

 I recently came across a poem...one I've read before, but one that again has my attention. Mark Cahill's words make me think, they make me wonder and they've caused me to pray. And now I'm led to share them with my Facebook friends...ones I'm connected to in various ways here on Earth and people I pray I'll stay connected with thru all eternity. 

Today my friend, I hope you will read the words below and after you do, I pray if you have any questions you will ask them of me. I'm grateful for our friendship and hopeful it will last forever!

 

"My Friend"

My friend, I stand in judgment now,

And feel that you’re to blame somehow.

On Earth I walked with you day by day,

And never did you show me the way.

You knew the Lord in truth and glory,

But never did you tell the story.

My knowledge then was very dim;

You could have led me safe to Him.

Though we lived together here on Earth,

You never told me of the second birth.

And now I stand this day condemned,

Because you failed to mention Him.

You taught me so many things, that’s true;

I called you “friend” and trusted you.

But I learn now that it’s too late,

And you could have kept me from this fate.

We walked by day and talked by night,

And yet you showed me not the light.

You let me live, and love, and die,

You knew I’d never live on high.

Yes, I called you “friend” in life,

And trusted you through joy and strife.

And, yet, on coming to this dreadful end,

I cannot, now, call you “my friend.”