Amidst the backdrop of the ancient Olympics, around 30 A.D. or so, two sets of brothers began following a man they thought might be the ultimate victor, the grand champion of all things. This person, whom they believed might be the long-awaited Messiah and whose coming had been foretold in prophetic encomiums, invited them to follow him, which they did, for several years, until he was killed, resurrected, and ascended into heaven before their very eyes. They then invested the rest of their lives in recounting his exploits and explaining the significance of his actions. This is a summary of their story – their encomium – about Jesus Christ.
“The time has come,” the man called out.
“The kingdom of God is near.
Repent and believe the good news.”
“Come follow me,” he said,
“and I will make you fishers of men.”
The four of us
Dropped our nets in array,
Relinquished our boats, careers, compatriots, and preparations,
And left without delay.
Truly, we have seen this Jesus Christ of Nazareth,
With our own incredulous eyes,
We heard him speak with our own ears.
We are witnesses,
And cannot help but speak about
What we have seen and heard.
Truly, the time has come,
To have confidence in the Sovereignty of God.
He knows the thoughts of his detractors,
The doubts of his friends,
The faith of his neighbors,
And the needs and worries of his family.
Fish provide payment for his taxes,
Swine abide the legions of his enemy,
Trees wither or flourish at his word,
Water beads beneath his feet like soil.
Stones restrain themselves from crying out,
The whole earth stands silent before him,
And groans in travail
In anticipation of his return.
Diseases are cured by his touch;
Demons know him by sight,
and obey his commands;
Even the wind and waves obey him.
Stars herald his existence,
Wise men seek him,
God loves him and is pleased with him,
Satan tempts him,
Angels attend him,
Moses and Elijah visit him,
Children praise him,
Centurions acknowledge him,
Samaritans believe him.
The diseased want to touch him,
The hungry want to eat with him,
The crowds want to meet with him,
The lame want to walk with him;
The blind want to see him,
The scholars want to test him,
The self-righteous want to kill him,
The hometown doesn’t want him.
He eats with sinners,
Drinks with saints,
Dips with traitors,
Breaks bread,
Makes bread,
Bakes bread,
Cooks fish,
Washes feet,
Sings hymns,
And prays privately, fervently, and repeatedly.
He amazes over lack of faith,
Distresses over stubbornness,
Longs over cities,
Cries over friends,
Turns over tables,
Gets over denial,
And presides over all eternity.
He obstructs palterers,
Confronts pretenders,
Skews predilection,
Acts with prescience,
Stands silent in the face of accusation,
And restrains angels
From coming to his aid
During his most critical hours of need.
Truly, the time has come,
To have reliance on the Word of God.
He was with God in the beginning,
He was, is, and is to come.
In Him is life.
Truly, no one ever spoke like him.
He teaches with authority,
Preaches with conviction,
Elucidates with patience,
And commands with expectation.
Infirmities flee at his direction,
By his word, sins are forgiven,
The lame walk, the blind see,
The deaf hear, and the dead rise.
Truly, the time has come,
To have dependence on the power of God.
He created and sustains all things –
The heavens and the earth,
Animals, plants, and people,
Music and laughter, pain and healing,
Life and death, health and wealth,
Faith, hope, and love.
By His Holy Spirit, we speak,
We stand firm and ready, still,
To trust this man, and only this man,
With all that we have,
With all that we are,
With all that we ever hope to be –
In ages past or present,
And all eternity.
