(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in being a fisher of men [not fish] for Jesus and not ‘me’ magnify”)
You testify that you don’t have a clue
why you do what you do. Why bad when good?
Why hurt when joy? Why dead when revived. You
no longer “should” testify to “I should….”
I testify that nothing is my all,
that nothing is my everything with God.
Right now, I’m distressed. “God, please, not the fall!”
God says, “Nope! Not the fall! The fishing rod!”
“I testify you’ll be fishers of men,”
says Jesus. “No fish on hooks, just lost souls.”
Humans need to be caught on hooks. “Begin,
fresh fish, with Jesus. Men, get out your poles!”
We confess it’s no more “me” magnify.
We fish for men when we Love. Testify!