Does Jesus Really Come?

 

Frigid cold~

And me~

With hardly~

Nothing on~

At all.

 

A short walk~

To the wood shed~

Across sheer ice~

Pushed myself on~

Cautious something~

Could go wrong.

 

The porch~

A foreboding occurred~

Before I took~

Those first few steps~

Yet I walked on.

 

Alas the partial goal~

The shed~

And bag of wood.

The thoughts practical~

The choice not to~

Carry but throw~

And than there~

I stood.

 

The wisdom~

To walk the~

Return trek~

With only empty~

Hands to balance~

My load~

And there~

I stand.

 

Down one step~

To the natural thick~

Stoned hearthed step.

 

Than a ritualistic~

Deep breath~

Again with courage~

Before the next~

Toward ice~

First step.

 

Right foot first~

To the sheer substance~

Detoured in a moment~

Next on notice!

 

My pant!

Bang!

I’m crashing!

The left arm~

Seemingly totally~

Hit hard~

And shattered~

To Nothing~

Oh darn!

 

No words~

To describe the total~

Confusion~

As the wind was~

Knocked out of~

My very soul!

As part of me~

Wished this was~

Only a very bad illusion!

 

My arm!

My arm!

My God my arm!

There is something~

Very wrong!

 

Rational thoughts~

Gathering~

To take charge!

I must make it~

To the house!

I must call~

Nine, one, one~

I know I am~

Seriously harmed!

 

Far away did~

My refuge look.

Yet I knew from~

Past experience~

Not to hesitate~

And be fooled.

Shock could~

Set in~

And no one was~

Home!

I must make it~

To the phone!

 

Certain I could~

Not stand~

The hurt~

And the ice~

Too slick for~

Beast or man!

 

I flummoxed on~

Hands and knees~

Like a drunken babe~

Hurrying for mothers~

Breast to comfort up!

 

Not far I went~

Till I saw~

The tragic fate!

My arm!

My hand!

Both twisted~

The wrong way!

 

Panic to the brain!

My arm is severed!

My arm is gone!

My arm is apart!

Oh no!

What is this horrible fate~

So strong!

 

Terror took half my mind~

While the remainder~

Remembers emergency~

Training from~

Eons gone by.

 

I must keep~

My arm still~

To wait!

Wait for a professional~

To set it straight.

 

Simultaneously~

Fear still occurs~

While rational thoughts~

Decide on the proper~

Procedure.

 

I must keep~

It cold~

In hopes it can~

Be saved!

I trust it is not~

Too crucially belate!

 

Crouched down~

Legged knees~

Arms and Rear~

To the slippery coolest~

Of what seemed~

A frozen lake.

 

At the same time~

Paralyzing thoughts~

Now I must get help!

Before I go into shock!

Rather hypothermia~

Or both set in!

What is this horrendous plot!

 

I yell~

I scream~

“HELP!”~

Voicing my plight~

“HELP!” ~

Continued more~

“HHEELLP!”

Screeching-ly!

“Help!” ~

My shrills~

“help” ~

Frequent and futile~

“hhhhheeeeeelllllppp” ~

Until they over~

Take my breath away.

 

No voice left~

No strength~

To shout on~

No one around~

To hear my pleas~

To be found.

 

I think~

Wait~

No one will~

Attend my cries~

Not way out here~

I could die!

 

 

Oh my God! ~

No one will~

Find me!

Not in time!

Not in the~

Middle of suburban~

Wilderness, racked~

With bear, coyotes~

And deer! ~

“OH MY GOD WILL I DIE ?!”

 

Alarm!

Desperation!

The cold~

Is so bitterly untamed!

 

How can I get help?

 

The situation racked~

With helplessness~

No doubt famed.

 

Frantic Emotions~

Reach deep~

To my inner gut.

 

From the bottom~

Of all of me~

I shout out!

 

“JESUS HELP ME!”

 

Not a second~

Went by~

Not the last~

Part of “EEE”

Did a suspension come~

Flighting and Lifted~

Me high~

Almost level~

With tree leaves~

As I fly!

 

To now be placed~

On perfect location~

Down on a total~

Different part~

Of frozen ground~

As a car drives up~

To see me harmed.

 

A miracle took place~

That I immediately~

Recognized!

For it was for sure~

That help is now~

Coming speedily!

 

Twas a miracle also~

That before my next help shout~

I remembered to pray~

Out loud from~

The bottom of my~

Grateful heart.

 

“THANK YOU JESUS!” ~

“Thank You Jesus” ~

“Jesus thank you”.

 

“HELP!”

“HELP!”

“HHHEEEELLLLPPP!”

 

My yells are now heard!

The calls are bade~

As I stay impatient~

On the ice~

For recovery~

To be made.

 

The EMT’s soon converge~

Taking care with~

Pain stake.

 

Obvious I am cold~

My bottom~

 On ice ~

Froze~

Like a freezer steak!

 

Than the unbearable~

Pain begins!

Hurry friends!

 

I worry still of others~

To not slip on the dreadful ice!

Yet the pain overtakes!

The minutes last forever~

What a horrific plight!

 

They are my friends~

The emergency technicians.

People from church~

Whom I trust very much~

For I know they are a couple~

Filled with much pure love.

 

 

I find no words~

To fully express~

All the more God~

Had meticulously lain.

 

Yet from than on~

The tragedy~

With enduring, lingering~

Effects still be~

Makes me think~

I still whole heartedly~

Know GOD mapped~

Out the great care~

That came to me~

With out a doubt!

 

I had in the past~

Heard stories of such~

And wondered how~

Or if JESUS would come?

 

 

With humor~

 I must learn~

To not ponder such~

Things more~

For I am taught~

With enormous instruction~

Through a risky back door.

 

Yet I am very blessed~

I know to this day~

That JESUS is real~

And HE listens~

To us pray!

 

I know for sure~

Now that JESUS~

Will come~

 

If you shout sincerely~

HIS blessed queried name~

JESUS will most definitely~

Suspend you~

Out of~

Arms way!

 

JESUS really does come!

 

By Lisa J. Warner

(Lisa Luv)

 

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