Poem January 7, 1985 Issue

A Gadarene testimony

RUTH GUTC

Once I dwelt in the tomb of mental darkness
among the rocks of ignorance, fear, and sin—
ranting in despair (but not too loudly)
about the love-stripped, low state I was in;
knowing naught of my true state of being
(that man is God's own dear, beloved child);
unaware that (in reality)
thoughts from Him are pure and meek and mild.
Then, dashing through the wilds of blinded thinking—
striking out at a God I did not know—
I too came face to face with Christly purity
shining forth in the eyes of a God-sent friend.
The impact of that glorious confrontation
brought me quietly, humbly to my knees,
and—sitting at the feet of Christly teaching—
I learned of Love's great power and was free.
Gratefully now I wait here, God-directed,
aware that the holy ground whereon I stand
is also where my brother's mental anguish
shall be healed by Truth's divine command.
And deep within our heart's desire and yearnings
to know still more of God's pure, saving grace,
we will move forward, joyfully proclaiming
that we have seen our Saviour face to face.

RUTH GUTC

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