I had been pondering Jesus’ account of the unjust servant, who ended up owing his master more money than he could ever repay in several lifetimes. How was this even possible? Surely, masters were not in the habit of lending money to their inferiors. Especially large sums. Last week I spent part of a morning pondering this question, and at the gas station, the title and acrostic presented themselves, along with a couple of lines. More lines came as my errands progressed. Then, during dead time in a banking office, I retrieved my phone and began playing with the poem, adding a word here, and a line there, until, suddenly, surprisingly, the poem was done. This is always a happy surprise because about half of my acrostics never get beyond the initial idea or a few unconnected, unfinished lines. I hope you will enjoy this one.
The Only Explanation
For The Overwhelming Debt
Of the Unjust Servant
It’s the only thing that makes any sense:
Canny sovereigns do not lend money
At all to servants, however cunning,
Nor loans for which there is no recompense.
Common sense dictates this is just not done.
One road remains for such a debt to stand:
Methinks some treasure broke here by his hand.
Egregious, careless accident may run
Untold thousands in losses to his account:
Pitiable loss, turning gains to dust –
We do this every day to God’s good trust –
Impossible to repay this amount!
This broken trust demands a sacrifice:
How good that Jesus paid for us sin’s price!
January 19, 2017