Where was God on the day Christ was crucified?

Father,
Where were You when Your Son
the only begotten one
hung like a criminal on the cross?
Why didn't You intervene when
lowly soldiers spat on His princely face
and whipped Him bloody on the way to Golgotha?

The One who promised to offer living water to others
cried out in thirst on that day for a sip of water
Why didn't You rain down water from heaven to quench His thirst?
When the King of kings and Lord of lords
was mocked, beaten and pierced for no committed sin
Where were You, who sent Him to earth with Your message?

Truly, You must have had the answer
to all the questions for those who loved Your Son
and cried out to You in desperation.
Yet, You kept silent
till history revealed it's answers and vital purpose.

Today, as I read the book Night by Elie Wiesel
I cry out to You with the same question
Where were You when six million Jews
were exterminated by the most cruel and evil manner on earth?
What were You doing when those people, called to be Your chosen ones
many devoted to You and Your ways  all their lives
were starved, shot or buried alive before their loved ones?

Where was the deliverance Moses praised about?
Joshua talked about
and David sang about?
Why didn't deliverance come to those helpless, innocent
young and old
who recited daily prayers and followed Your laws so dearly?

Why didn't you strike the oppressors dead and free Your people
As the Bible records in history?
the author of Night wrote that
his God has died on the night of that fateful day.
I wouldn't blame him, for I too would have written the same
if I had seen my father die before my eyes
and my mother and siblings going to the gas chambers.

How could I expect him or anyone in his place
to have faith or look up to You for any help?
Bear with me God, my thoughts are not Your thoughts
And my understanding is far below than Yours
The reason and purpose of the Holocaust I cannot fathom
and I don't want to fathom either
But You, O God, who has the last word
knew it from the beginning and kept silent
for reason You only know.

Was it already designed in Your plan
Or the freedom You gave mankind
You couldn't or didn't want to interfere
whatever reason it may be
I beg You and plead with You that
Never again, such a vicious act should happen
Never again, I cry out to You
People of any race or color be treated
or exterminated like this in generations to come.

Deliver us from hate and prejudice
Enable us to love and forgive
strengthen us to reach out across barriers of race, religion and ranks
And make us to choose mercy over doctrines.

(June 26,2006)

It's A New Day

Another day has dawned
The sun is shining
Clock is ticking
And the world is rising to another day.

Another Sunday
Some go to worship at church on this day
Some go to play golf on this bright sunny day
Some wake up to the blasting sound of bombs falling
And some wake up to the growling sound of empty stomach of their kids


The one thing that we all take for granted
however and wherever we wake up
We are blessed to see another day.
To be alive and to be free
Is truly a  gift from God.

This day has presented us with many choices
To love or to hurt others
To build or break relationships
To dream or to give up
To seek or to denounce
To accept or to reject
To trust or to suspect
To laugh or to lament

How we decide to spend this day
Would determine the day for those around me too
 If I'm thankful for all I have and all those around me
Each day will be a happy day, whatever trouble may come.

What if Christ hadn't come?

If Christ hadn't come this world we live in
would have been far bitter and cold
with no hope of eternity
and no faith to sustain  life.

Love would have lost its glow
Grace would have been a foreign term
Forgiveness wouldn't have become our choice
And mercy rarely be on display.

If Christ hadn't trodden this earth
Mother Theresa wouldn't have arrived in Calcutta
to touch and soothe the untouchable
And to serve the oppressed with untainted love and kindness

Martin Luther King wouldn't have marched on the streets
With his dream of freedom for his fellowmen
And a passion of equal rights to black, white and brown.

If Christ hadn't come to earth
Slave driver John Newton wouldn't  have
turned to be a slave himself to Christ
And  given us the most loved hymn-Amazing Grace.

If Christ hadn't come
Nicky Cruz-the leader of the toughest gang in New York
A man, high on hate and violence
Wouldn't have turned to God
And become a tool to bring fellow gangsters to love God.

If Christ hadn't come
I wouldn't be the person who I am today
And my life would have missed the joy
peace and contentment I'm blessed of today
amidst life's echo of trouble and uncertainties.

(July 05,2005)

The Human Condition

We are prisoners of time
Slave to circumstances
And beggars for eternity

We have made so small our souls
To match our situations
That in greed for trash
We have trampled greatness

And laughing at their prey
Time tightens the chains that bind us
Circumstance cracks the whip
That mark us;
Only eternity grieves
That we are fools.

                    -by Jan L. King Sr.