Like everybody else in the world, I turned on the TV on the morning of September 11 2001, and watched in unbelief at the horrific scenes before me.I wrote this poem the following week, and posted it on an online Christian poetry forum, which has since closed.This is dedicated to those whose lives were forever changed by the tragedy.
He was wise enough to know that he had done wrong. Wise enough to know that God was upset with him, and that the Holy Spirit was convicting him of his wrong desires. But he wasn't mature enough to know what to do. His constant repenting for his wrong wasn't changing his desire to stop his actions.
'For scarcely for a righteous man will one die;" (v7) Would God bother offering up the life of His only Son for a perfectly righteous man? Scarcely. Why? Because a righteous man doesn't need saving. He has done nothing wrong. He has kept the law to perfection. There is no condemnation owing to Him.