Daily Archives: November 15, 2017

“DON’T SHOOT THE WOUNDED”

Hhhmmm…think, Think, THINK…

A FaceBook friend of mine added some very POWERFUL words to a TEXT-ver-sation via the net yesterday a.m. that I feel compelled to quote.  Right Here.  RIGHT NOW.  Ready???  OKAY!!!

“The Christian army is the only army on earth that shoots its own wounded.”

Bing!  Bang!!  BOOM!!!  Now, “THAT” is some pretty POWERFUL stuff, my friends!!!  And so, So, SO true!!!  He then shared the link to the following message that is spoken-to-music.  Please read through the lyrics and ALLOW God to speak to YOU, as He will…according to His plan.  NOT yours.  Amen.

And Thank-you, James, for sharing.  😉

 

“DON’T SHOOT THE WOUNDED”

Don’t shoot the wounded,
They need us more than ever
They need our love no matter
What it is they’ve done
Sometimes we just
Condemn them,
And don’t take time
to hear their story
Don’t shoot the wounded,
Someday you might be one

It’s easy to love the people
Who are standing
Hard and fast
Pressing on to meet
That higher calling
But the ones
Who might be struggling
We tend to judge too harshly
And refuse to try and catch
Them when they’re falling

We put people into boxes
And we draw
Our hard conclusions
And when they do the things
We know they should not do
We sometimes write them
Off as hopeless
And we throw them to the dogs
Our compassion and forgiveness
Sometimes seem in short supply

So I say
Don’t shoot the wounded,
They need us more than ever
They need our love no matter
What it is they’ve done
Sometimes we just
Condemn them,
And don’t take time
To hear their story
Don’t shoot the wounded
Someday you might be one

We can love them
And forgive them
When their sin
Does not exceed our own
For we too have been down
Bumpy roads before

But when they
commit offenses
Outside the boundaries
We have set
We judge them in a word
And we turn them out,
And we close the door

Myself I’ve been forgiven
For so many awful things
I’ve been cleansed
And washed and bathed
So many times
That when I see a brother
Who has fallen from the way
I just can’t find the license
To convict him of his crimes
So I say

Don’t shoot the wounded
They need us more than ever
They need our love no matter
What it is they’ve done
Sometimes we just
Condemn them,
And don’t take time
To hear their story
Don’t shoot the wounded
Someday you might be one

That doesn’t mean
We turn our heads
When we see a brother sin
And pretend
That what he’s doing is all right
But we must help
Him see his error,
And we must lead him to repent
Cry with those who cry
But bring their deeds into the light

For its the sick
That need the doctor,
And it’s the lame
That need the crutch
It’s the prodigal
Who needs the loving hand

For a man who’s in despair,
There should be kindness
From his friends
‘Lest he should forsake
The fear of Almighty God
And turn away
From God and man
So I say

Don’t shoot the wounded,
They need us more than ever
They need our love no matter
What it is they’ve done
Sometimes we just
Condemn them,
And don’t take time
To hear their story
Don’t shoot the wounded,
Someday you might be one