This is dim. I wrote it because I saw a dirty picture of Jesus in someone's house. I wrote it to the tune of the theme song from "Eight is Enough" which I can't even remember.
I'm not even going to pretend this is anything but goofy. Someone told me that for me to write a song about Jesus is like a worm describing daylight.
That's right! I'm a worm and I'm proud of it! I writhe and I squirm and I aerate the earth. You want some some aeration? Come get some!
Motherwormers
crucifixion needs a-fixin’
There’s a replica of the crucifixion
hanging by the kitchen door.
The television is across the room
sitting hunched upon the floor.
It is there by the glowing screen
where all the family's eyes are locked.
They all stare at the flickering screen,
shining new and never rusting
from its’ just recent cleaning,
and back just across the room
hanging where he’s always been,
as it’s always been the custom,
Jesus is in need of dusting.
There’s a picture of Jesus Christ
hanging on the wall by the staircase.
The family runs up and down
to and fro, in and out,
but while they often stop
at the bottom of the steps
by the table with the vase
to kick the dirt from their feet
that they’ve been dragging through the mud
noone who stops looks to see
the picture of our savior
almost hidden ‘neath the dust.
And, if you’ve been living like this
you should know it for yourself
that you can’t blame anyone else
for the dirt you keep in your house.
So get your rags and your broom
and your sponge and your mop.
Clean the shadows from your eyes
and the cobwebs from your heart.
Let your window panes be cleaned
and show clearer than their glass.
Let the new morning shine through
to defrost the frost of the past.
Then when your neighbors come visit
and are standing in your hall,
let them see the clean pictures
that you hang upon your wall.
Let them see that your heart is wide open
toward the man who paid his great price,
the man who gave his life upon the cross,
the man we all know as Jesus Christ.
