Years ago I asked for and received a copy of this wonderful poem/lyric from a speaker at my High School. It powerfully reminds the religious people in my church heritage that Jesus is at the center of everything. I tried to find the complete version on the internet somewhere...but couldn't. So I thought I'd post it here on my blog for the world to see. In the quest to live for Jesus...don't forget to live like Jesus.
Adventist
Blues
by Brad MacIntyre
This poem/lyric was read at
a school chapel at La Sierra Academy.
Its authorship date is prior to 1979.
Now
I don't drink and I don't swear
I
don't take dope or have long hair,
I
go to church each week. Oh yes, I do.
I
never eat before going to bed,
I'll
drink a glass of juice instead,
And
jog each day at least a mile or two.
Now
all my life I've been pretty good,
I've
always done just what I should,
My
parents were missionaries over seas.
I
got all "A's" in Bible class
And
studied hard so I could pass,
And
even bought my books from the ABC's
(The Adventist Book Center)
I
know my memory verse each week,
And
when called upon can always speak;
I'm
never at a loss for words you see.
Cause
I've been educated at Andrews U
And
Loma Linda and Oakwood too
I've
even done my time at C.U.C.
Now
I've been taught to keep the law.
You
don't goof up or have a flaw
Lest
we embarrass dear old Mom and Dad.
No,
you don't wear jeans, you don't wear slacks.
You
can't eat this, you can't eat that--
Rules,
Rules, Rules are all I ever had.
I
never listen to Rock and Roll.
or
watch T.V. or even bowl,
And
I'm a vegetarian all the way.
And
of course I pay a faithful tithe
And
give my offerings on the side
When
when they have a potluck at church -
I always stay
(Yum
Yum! - love that cottage cheese loaf!)
And
when each November rolls around
I
grab my can and hit the town
for
the Church's World-wide Services Appeal
And
of course you know I never fail
To
buy my food from Collegedale
If
you buy it by the case, you get quite a deal.
(Especially during Camp Meeting.)
I'll
never drink a Coca Cola;
On
Thursdays I make my own granola,
I
give my clothes to Dorcas when they get to tight.
At
Wednesday night meeting, I'm always there
And
remember my neighbor in a special prayer
And
last Summer I bought all the books by Sister White!
(of course, they're still in their
wrappers,
but they're there.)
I
study my lesson every day,
And
when I find the time, I try to pray.
But,
I don't want to get fanatical, you know?
In
fact, I've just become a Master Guide.
And
I know all the words to "Side by Side"--
I
mean - How much higher can a mere mortal go?!
(Side by side we stand....)
And
when I get confused about what to do,
I
pick up the Old Advent Review
And
get all the answers in plain old black and white.
'Cause
I'm a busy man, and it's absurd.
To
spend hours and hours reading the Word,
And
I trust our publications to be right.
Yes,
I've found the church where I belong -
Why!
I don't think I've done anything wrong
For
at least two years, or maybe it's been three.
I
know I'm walking in the light.
Sometimes
I'm bored, but that's all right.
Because
there's a crown in heaven just for me.
(At least that's what they told me in
Cradle Roll.)
But
recently I've head some talk.
They
say I need a closer walk
With
Jesus. If I'll only let Him in.
Well,
I'm all for that -- I'll give it a try,
Although
I often wonder "Why?"
And
ask myself -- "Just where does He fit in?"