May I call the next witness to the stand?
Both the plaintiff and defendant sit upright;
Each party has something to gain or lose;
By the testimony of the witness on the stand;
But before a witness gives his testimony;
He is made to swear to tell the truth;
The whole truth and nothing but;
Because the credibility of a witness;
Is crucial to whose favor;
The final verdict goes to;
And each party prays;
To win the case;
At the end of the day.
To perjure oneself;
As a witness on the stand;
Is a crime inexcusable;
By a plea for pardon;
One must say the truth;
Even when the line of questioning;
Seem to favor the other party;
Because as a witness;
Your obligation is to;
Tell the truth;
And leave it;
To the judge or jury to decide;
Just as lying on the stand;
Is tantamount to;
Digging yourself a grave;
As it takes just one false statement;
To doubt one’s credibility;
And be held in contempt;
And have one’s entire testimony;
We are all witnesses on the stand;
Regardless of what we believe;
Or stand for;
And we all risk being held in contempt;
By our actions and words;
Those who claim to be faithless;
Hold on to a moral code;
Though there would be no basis for morality;
If God did not exist;
And those of us who believe;
Are most often caught compromising;
And acting contrary to our beliefs;
Do our lives serve as credible witnesses;
On the stand in the trial of our faith?
Would we be caught contradicting ourselves;
Or would we be found faultless and thus credible?
Will the court of observers;
Be convinced enough of our testimony?
Would we be honest enough;
To let them know;
We are not perfect;
Only saved by grace;
That the fact that our salvation is free;
Doesn’t make it cheap;
But rather because it’s priceless;
That no wealth or works;
Could afford to purchase it;
That though our eternity is secured;
We are still a working progress;
Striving to be more like Jesus;
Day in, day out.
Our perfection would only be complete;
When we reconcile with Him above;
That our flawed human nature might show up;
Once in a while;
And might bring our testimony into question;
But we have a God;
Who helps us up when we stumble and fall;
Who strengthens us when we get weak;
Who shows us the way to go when we lose our way;
Who doesn’t consider anyone;
Too lost to be saved;
Too sinful to be forgiven;
Too bad to be loved;
That is our testimony;
As witnesses of faith;
Living in the world;
But not of it;
Our lives prove;
That God can make something precious;
Out of what we would call worthless;
Pressure from opposition;
May have turned on the heat;
But if only we’d stand firm;
And stick to our testimony;
As faithful witnesses;
The truth will prevail;
No matter how long it takes.
Whose side are you on?
Whose witness are you?
The defense’s or the prosecution’s?
Are you credible?
Are you truthful?
Are you helping the case;
Or making the trial worse?
© Josephine Amoako 2016