Jordan Mentz

There he is walking by the river…its just him and his savior…
on a cold winter’s night…standing on the edge of a bridge…not wanting to end it…
Looking at the water…trying to see his own reflection…
Looking in the mirror…there he is…a man standing next to him…
I didn’t know who it was…but he placed his hand on my shoulder…
He told me that He knew me…I wanted to believe Him…but I could not remember…

Walking around my room trying to understand…the events that happened during the day…
Thinking to myself…if I really knew Him…why didn’t I recognize Him…
It had been so long…then it finally struck me…that He was my creator…
I had been lost…for so long that I forgot the feeling…astray without a master…
I laid my head down and prayed…asking him to show himself again…
Had it been a dream…that I was walking with my maker…just me and Him that night…

As I went to bed…I closed my eyes and prayed…drifting into a sub conscious state of mind…
He gently spoke to me…told me it wasn’t a dream…
That he was there all along…but I didn’t take time to notice…I wanted another chance to see him…
He touched my face and lifted my chin…looked deep into my eyes…told me that he loved me…
I asked him why he died in my place…he showed me his scars and let me put my fingers there…
He told me that he was thinking of me…when he was on the tree…that night on Calvary…

As I woke up I wanted to go walking…because I just might see him and say there he is…
I had so much to tell him…about the dream that I had…about him walking beside me…
He repeated what he told me in the dream…that he had been there all along…
I realized that He already knew…all that was on my heart…and I wanted to hear him speak…
Standing in the silence of another starry night…I thought I heard a whisper…
There he was…standing next to me…telling me that he loved me…and was with me all along…