Oct 25 2009 09:50 pm
>BEST POEM IN THE WORLD
>I was shocked, confused, bewildered
>As I entered Heaven's door,
>Not by the beauty of it all,
>Nor the lights or its decor.
>But it was the folks in Heaven
>Who made me sputter and gasp–
>The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
>The alcoholics and the trash.
>There stood the kid from seventh grade
>Who swiped my lunch money twice.
>Next to him was my old neighbor
>Who never said anything nice.
>Herb, who I always thought
>Was rotting away in hell,
>Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
>Looking incredibly well.
>I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal?
>I would love to hear Your take.
>How'd all these sinners get up here?
>God must've made a mistake.
>'And why's everyone so quiet,
>So somber – give me a clue.'
>'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.
>No one thought they'd be seeing you.'
>Remember…Just going to church doesn't make you a
>Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car.
>Every saint has a PAST…
>Every sinner has a FUTURE!
>Now it's your turn…, Share this poem.
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