The Carpenter

Carpenter working, sunup to sundown.
Roman soldiers commanding more stakes, to be found.
Christians to die on Golgotha’s hill.
Your job is to give me more wood, from your mill.
I cannot do this thing you ask.
My hands only work for my God and His task.
Then at your word you’ll see your last
You’re a carpenter, will this be you’re past…
You want me to give you a stake for my son.
No!
This shall never be done…
And if you hang me, on a cruel tree.
My God in heaven will set me free…
I am a carpenter, but I don’t work for thee!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill 9.20.2015©

 

Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often. Then the Lord answered me and said: “Write the vision And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, It will not tarry. “Behold the proud, His soul is not upright in him; But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4