Discipleship

I wrote this after Brandon's message last week in church. Just a short.. something? Not really a poem or story. Anyway, I liked it. =)

Discipleship – Lee A Buckingham, August 30th, 2009

     And seeing them there, I thought, “Like me, they need a defender. How can they survive the wiles of their enemy if no one will stand for them?
     “But there is no one here. He who fought for me is gone, and has left no one in his place. Yet there is a sword here. It fits in my hand... though my arm is weak.
     “And here too lies a shield, fitted already to my arm. Is there even a helmet? This armor, too, could be my own.
     “But I am no warrior. Was it not but a short time ago that I needed a defender of my own? Am I not still untrained? I cannot wield this weapon.”
     “You sir,” he asks, tears in his eyes, “Can you not protect me?” In my heart I am afraid.
     “I am but a wretch,” I think, “posing as a soldier. If I lead them we will all die together.”
     Now approach the enemies, lust in their eyes, blood of our souls still wet on their lips.
     Cloven he lies now, and the man stands safe. “How they watch my feeble blows... They will not learn aright from me. Even now, I've stumbled... we are lost.
     “My life goes on... my enemy is fleeing.” So we, weak and feeble still, stand together.
     “You have taught me,” he says.
     “And he, me,” says another.
     And so it must continue.