Some Day…

 Netagene Kirkpatrick

I’ve studied God’s Word. I guess that it’s true.
Depending on self – usually will do.
I live fairly well. What more can I say?
I’ll follow this Jesus – Some day.

There’s all kinds of sins, some big and some small,
like little white lies – that don’t matter at all.
I’m sure you’ll agree that the end’s a long way.
I’ll follow Jesus – Some day.

Sure, I sometimes curse, and tell dirty jokes.
I am what I am, not like hypocritical folks.
I’m hurting no one. I do what I may.
I’ll follow Jesus – Some day.

I cheat on my taxes, sometimes cheat on my wife.
Everybody does it. That’s part of life.
I’m loose when I work, intense when I play.
I’ll follow Jesus – maybe – Some day.

I don’t know if it’s “God”, or just “something” out there.
I don’t worry about that. I haven’t a care.
I’m all that I need, so why should I pray?
I’ll follow Jesus – Some day.

I smoke and I drink, get rowdy and yell,
but never robbed a bank – no one have I killed.
I’m living high. My mind you can’t sway.
I’ll follow your Jesus – Some day.

I’ve lived a long life, always got by –
grabbed all the gusto, reached for the sky –
Had to slow down. My hair has turned gray.
Jesus? Well, maybe – Some day.

Epilogue:

He lived a low life, but he thought, “I live high!
There’s plenty of time. Maybe I really won’t die.
I’ll change later on from this life where I stray.
Oh … hello, Jesus. I didn’t expect You today”

Obituary:

Like the rich man in Luke, the old fellow died –
Tormented in flames, for water he cried.
His “Some day” is gone – too late to obey.

Will you follow Jesus? “Some day” is today.

                                                                                                                                                               April, 2003