A Man on A Mission

Let me narrate to you a story true

Of a man that went on a journey,

There were many stops that had to be

But he reached the end eventually.

It was an urgent mission he undertook

It was full of intrigue and mystery,

With eyes on the goal as he went along

He walked the course resolutely.

His time was measured; he hadn’t much

Yet the stops were many and varied,

He responded to all and missed not one

As people called on him incessantly.

Not reasonable I say given the urgency

Of this journey and its demanding goal

But finish he must and that he did

It’s the end to which he was sold.

I won’t take the time to tell of the stops

Each one as it unfolded was a task,

Nor would I detail the conversations

Or the many questions that people asked.

But this I would say as I continue

Every stop he made involved someone,

Not one that called did he over look

He met each need before he was gone.

He never complained how short a day

Nor mentioned the moments too few,

Never did he lag behind a timeline

Even though he had a difficult crew.

Nothing or no one could him deter

Focused on the goal he was set

Yet he stopped when a need arose

And took time to see the need was met.

“Mission impossible!” I hear you say,

“No way a human could achieve such,

Even if he were human like you or me

He would have to be God as much.

But pray tell what was the mission?

What was the goal he was so bent upon

That still he could stop to meet the needs

Of fathers, mothers, daughters and sons?”

In such behavior, for us there is a lesson

A lesson we should never ignore,

That is when in pursuit of our life’s agenda

Reach out to others: reach out some more.

Back to the mission you asked about

Concerning the goal of this man,

A cross at Calvary was his unenviable aim

And thus complete redemption’s plan.

And as he proceeded towards that goal

There was much opposition he met

But he dealt with them as only he could

Though his counsel caused much regret.

“It is finished!” the shout from the cross

The journey had come to an end,

The cry of the vanquished some believed

But a victorious signal he did send.

His life for all mankind is the pattern

He should be the object of our trust,

Now you can see it as clear as the day

The man on that journey was Jesus.

By now you know the story well

How he left heaven, destination earth

But more than a story this journey tell

It told of the Messiah of humble birth.

Yet relevant to the rich and poor

To Kings and shepherds all the same,

Concerning the message of salvation’s plan

Angels sang glory to the Saviour’s name.

Now we too can complete the mission

As we journey forth each day

And help some one as we walk along

And tell them about Jesus on our way.

Stewart Russell © October 2017