The pastor's sermon today was from Luke 16:19-31 - The Parable of the Rich Man and Lazarus. Instead of writing down notes, I jotted down a poem. Sometimes that's just the way I roll.
Parable of the Rich Man and Lazarus
Once there was a rich man
Who lived in luxury,
At his gate a poor man lay
With sores from head to knee.
Finally, the poor man died
And went to Abraham.
The rich man went to Hades—
The place of the damned.
The rich man shouted, “Abraham!
I’m in anguish in this heat!
Send the poor man, Lazarus,
With cool water for relief!”
But Abraham said to him,
“Remember how it was?
You had everything you wanted—
Now it’s Lazarus who does.”
“No one goes from here to there;
A chasm separates.”
So the rich man pleaded, “Tell my clan,
Lest they should share my fate.”
Abraham reminded him,
“They had Moses—prophets, too.”
The rich man pleaded, “Send the dead!
That will make them see what’s true!”
Abraham just shook his head
And said, “They still won’t listen.
They ignored the words of God
And will ignore the One who’s risen.”