If God should go on strike
It’s just a good thing God above
has never gone on strike,
Because He wasn’t treated fair
on things He didn’t like.
If He had ever once sat down,
‘That’s it. I’m through.
I’ve had enough of those on earth –
So this is what I’ll do.
I’ll give My orders to the sun.
Cut off your heat supply.
And to the moon, give no more light.
And run the oceans dry.
Then just to make it really tough
and put the pressure on –
Turn off the air and oxygen
till every breath is gone.’
Do you know – He’d be justified
if ‘fairness’ was the game!
For no one had been more abused
or treated with disdain than God,
And yet He carries on, supplying you and me,
With all the favours of His grace,
And everything for free.
Men say they want a better deal
and so on strike they go.
But what’s the deal we’ve given God,
To whom everything we owe?
We don’t much care, whom we hurt or harm,
To gain the things we like,
But what a mess we’d all be in
if God should go on strike!
The contributor of this poem wrote a note to say that it was found at the back of his 88-year-old mother’s sideboard, printed on a small piece of yellowed newspaper and handed on to him by her late sister. Despite its age it has a message for us today.