Josh Kezer: Jesus, The King Of The Fools

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Jesus, The King Of The Fools

Sometimes I want to cry
But my tears stay repressed,
Refusing to move
Despite my protest

Sometimes I want to groan,
Scream words I detest
But my voice, she too fails me
Despite my request

Sometimes I want to sit down
But the world makes me stand
And so I keep marching
Despite my demands

And in these strange moments
Exposed as a fool
I know of just one person
Whom I can turn to

The King of the fools
The King of the weak
The King of the hurting
The King of the meek

The King who identifies
With those in their faults
And lifts their heads up,
The King who exalts

And so I’m exalted,
Yet not through my works
But through my King Jesus
Who heals my hurts

The King of the fools
The King of the weak
The King of the hurting
The King of the meek

And so I have hope
For my King never fails
To hold me through weakness
Till his strength prevails

The King of the saints
The King of the strong
The King of all grace
To whom I belong!

Written by Mick Mooney

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AnonymousFebruary 23, 2011 at 7:14 PM
Good evening,
I just saw your case for the very first time on 48 hours, investigation discovery channel and I cried my eyes out. I came from a dysfunctional family as well and it seems like I have always been judged by it so it felt like your nightmare could have happened to anyone and it really made me sad/mad. I was originally going to write and suggest you sue each person individually but then the ending stated that you accepted a settlement. I just could not believe what I was hearing on the television. NO evidence, only 17 years old, people lying saying they saw you, the horror of it etc. I could not even cry for the young gal that was murdered because your ordeal felt so overwhelmingly and personally upsetting to me. Like I was even mad at her family because they did not realize an innocent teen went to a hell prison cell for a murder he did not commit. I have had numerous tragedies in my own life but nothing even close to this and it shook my inner core for some reason and I felt compelled to write/post a comment. I am sure a day there felt more like a million and I just cannot grasp how you got through it. I mean, I am a baptized believer as well but I have never seen strength/faith/belief like this except when they did crucify Jesus. It makes my own complaints/personal bitterness/anger and sadness about my past sound like a baby bedtime story compared with your true life ordeal of hell. I even thought my job was hell for sixteen years and made those prison lines on the brick wall for every year I was there but I know now that it was not hell or a prison cell like I believed it to be. All the things we complain about on a daily basis are dissolved to dust bunnies after seeing injustice like yours and so many others. I do not know you but I am so sorry this happened to you. I know you have moved on/let go/forgave/forgive and doing better but I just saw the hour long program so it is still fresh on my mind and I sit in disbelief.
God Bless YOU for the next 70 years and of course eternally. May you enjoy your freedom and every single bit of happiness life has to offer. Do everything you ever wanted to do and more. Wishing you health/happiness/safety and wealth today and for the rest of your free life.
Sincerely,
truth672001@yahoo.com (Natalie)
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JenniferFebruary 23, 2011 at 7:50 PM
Great poem! Where did you find it? I'm glad to see you posting again! I hope you had a great birthday and anniversary. Did you get my card? Hope so. I hope you celebrated both special events in some way. :-)
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At 18, I was arrested in Illinois and sent to Missouri on a 1st degree murder charge. At 19, I was erroneously convicted of 2nd degree murder and sentenced to two consecutive 30 year sentences. I was sentenced on the victim's birthday. The victim's name was Angela M. Lawless.

The day following my sentence, I was sent to the Missouri Department of Corrections, where my sentence was illegally reconfigured to a 60. I was illegally placed under life sentence sanctions. I did a total of 16 years, 10 of which was spent in Jefferson City's notorious "Walls", once rumored to be the largest prison in the world and a place Time Magazine once deemed "The Bloodiest 47 Acres In America".

Two days after my 34th birthday, I was released and declared "innocent". I was completely exonerated by Judge Richard Callahan on February 17th 2009 and released on the 18th.

I'm a blessed, loved and fortunate man of God.

I'm not trying to be a "good Christian" and I accept that I'm not. I'm just a genuine, authentic, messed up, jacked up, screwed up, busted up, mistake prone, "too much", love struck, silly, incurable, delivered, justified, redeemed and forgiven child of the King and follower of Christ.

I'm a public speaker.

When contacting me for an engagement, please include the following information in your invitation:

. Dates, times and locations

. Travel arrangements

. Your affiliations

. Your vision and purpose

. Why me? and Why you?

. Offered amenities and compensation

When I speak, my goal is to reach into every life listening to me. Everyone has something they're going through. Everyone has something to overcome. No matter what the circumstance, whether legal, criminal, personal, financial, physical, mental or spiritual, people have something to overcome. That's where my message comes in and tries to help. This wasn't who I was before I was locked up. It's who I am now.

What's your testimony?

Here's a snap shot of mine.

I've been beaten with fists and bats, stabbed, shot at, mobbed and ganged up on. As a teenager, I was in a Kankakee Illinois Chicagoland gang and was once addicted to several drugs and alcohol. I've had someone attempt to hit me with a car, nearly fallen to my death as a child and again as a teenager. I've known several forms and types of abuse. I've boxed, lifted weights, wrestled, done some martial arts and am proficient in street fighting. I've overdosed on cocaine and fallen asleep in my own vomit several times as a teenager. I've literally been thrown through walls, been homeless and slept in the worst places, and once, for a matter of months, faced the unfortunate and undeserved prospects of dying by lethal injection while facing charges for a murder I did not commit. I did 16 years in prison as an innocent man in the state of Missouri. I've defended myself against prison rapists and was once hospitalized for a week due to a failed attack by multiple men in the late 90's, and yet ... I'm still here! I'm still breathing! I'm a man of purpose and honor. I'm confident in who I am. I've known enough near death experiences to fill up a thesis, but it's not these near death experiences and atrocities that define me. It's my living and, more specifically, my living in my salvation in Christ that defines me and makes me who I am, and when I'm finished and it's all been said and done, I want to be forever known as a man proficient in a few attributes, as a gentle, loving, honorable and selfless man, a husband, a father and a friend that reflects more of Him and less of me.

In light of my own faults, sins and frailty, of everything I've ever learned, I've learned this more than anything; more than the Cross, I need the Lord of the conquered Cross of sin and death. I need the Life Giver. I need Jesus. Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior. I am unashamed.

"I was crushed...so much so that I despaired even of life, but that was to make me rely not on myself, but on the God who raises the dead." 2nd Corinthians 1:8,9

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Jesus, The King Of The Fools

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