WHAT IF
By Karen Sue Hale
What would happen if an army
came
and conquered our country and
changed its name?
Then suddenly all of the laws
had been changed,
and it was now a crime to
speak Jesus’ name?
What if they took our Bibles
away;
made it a crime to worship
and pray;
and we’d have to guard every
word that we’d say?
Imagine it happened just
yesterday.
Imagine the sorrow. Imagine
the fear.
Perhaps you might muster at
least one small tear.
Imagine we’re meeting in
secret here,
afraid of losing the ones we
hold dear.
How would we comfort each
other tonight?
Who has a word that would
help in our plight?
Do you know some Scripture? I
hope that we might
encourage ourselves in the
spiritual fight.
I hope that we have Scripture
memorized.
I hope that God’s word is a
part of our lives.
I hope we know songs and
hymns line by line.
What we’ve stored in our
hearts, God would now bring to mind.
What if this nightmare were
reality?
Would there be enough hope
found within you and me?
What if our bibles were taken away?
What if it happened just
yesterday?
But you say, “This couldn’t
happen!” And I pray it never will.
Yet I tell you there’s a
great danger still…
What if the Christians just
didn’t care?
They ceased to stand up. They
ceased to be wary
of atheist creed and humanist
teachers
and dozed apathetically
before godly preachers.
What if the church were
content to be
just one more wave on
philosophy’s sea;
placidly drifting, not
stirring the waves:
not cold, nor hot. “Lukewarm,”
Christ would say.
What if we saw this sea full
of sin,
then comfortably watched as
our neighbors fell in?
What if we heard the Word
preached each Sunday,
then promptly forgot it on
the way to work Monday?
What if the church were
really so dead
that the words of this poem
drift over your head,
and you look at the next guy
and say, “It’s his fault”?
Yet we’re all so lukewarm,
we’re neither light nor salt.
Perhaps, it would be better
if an army came,
made it a crime to speak
Jesus’ name
and shocked us into the
spiritual fight.
Please, brothers and sisters, pretend it could happen tonight.
Please, brothers and sisters, pretend it could happen tonight.