#Poetry #Poem
AMBASSADORS
by Bill Kochman
10-26-2024
Well, I am no kind of prophet,
And certainly I am not a king,
I don’t have loads of money,
But of this I will gladly sing.
Even though I am not worthy,
In fact, I am quite the mess,
God led me into His Kingdom,
Thus the Son I must confess.
Many people are just like me,
We are not special not at all,
Yet God reached down to us,
We heard His heavenly call.
Out from this world we came,
With a holy mission to fulfill,
Striving to please Him daily,
As we go about doing His will.
God’s ambassadors we are,
His Kingdom we represent,
We tell folks about the story,
Of a dear Savior that He sent.
Some do not understand us,
They say that we are not well,
If they were to have their way,
We would be locked in a cell.
Tho the world may not like us,
Yet the truth we try to preach,
Sharing the Gospel with them,
Hoping at least a few we reach.
Someday our task will be over,
And we will each take our rest,
God will reward us accordingly,
If we have done our very best.
