Humanists and atheists
Refute God’s existence
But in all honesty
They mount a futile resistance
Because for all their vehement
Creation of fuss
The great lord God
Believes in them as well as us
Tuesday, 13 April 2021
HE BELIEVES IN YOU
ON THE BLACK LAKE
John, in his boat one grey autumn day
Bobbing
on the lakes black water
His
heart gripped by blackness
As
he sobbed for the loss of his daughter
His
blood ran cold through his veins
As
he stared at the dark water there
Water
that would welcome him
And
end a life filled with despair
John’s
life was as empty as his heart
Now
his dear little girl was gone
That
sweet yellow haired angel
Without
her he just couldn’t go on
Then
calmness came upon the water
And
he became suddenly aware
He
was no longer alone in his boat
As
he stared at the dark water there
The
boat no longer bobbed on the lake
As
he turned to look behind him
He
saw God sitting in the stern
And
on the shore stood two Seraphim
God
sat with smiling countenance
His
hair white as artic snow
His
soft eyes just radiated love
And
he emitted a warming glow
John
stood silent before his god
As
the boat drifted towards the shore
And
the black despair which gripped him
Left
his body through every pore
Then
Gods eyes looked toward the land
To
where his brace of angels stood
And
John was moved to do the same
And
in that instant, he understood
For
stood between the angels
Was
his sweet yellow haired girl
Her
broken body once more whole
And
a hallow sat above her curls
Though
the heavenly father never spoke
John
understood the meaning clear
His
darling child made Cherubim was safe
And
his time was not yet near
Then
singing the songs of paradise
The
Seraphim both ascended high
While
his darling girl waved to him
And
ascended herself into the sky
John
turned towards the stern
As
the boat bobbed on the lake again
But
saw only an empty space
The
king had returned to his domain
John,
in his boat that grey autumn day
Bobbing
on the lakes black water
Now
felt at peace with himself
Though
he still grieved for his darling daughter
The
waters were not so black any more
And
love displaced despair in his heart
Though
he would always miss his angel
He
knew they would not always be apart
A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH
Wear your smile
Enjoy
Life
If
only for awhile
Enjoy
the moment
It’s
a special gift
That’s
heaven sent
Life
and death
Are
separated
By
a single breath
Then
more or less
In
an instant
Nothing-ness?
Then
the sight
At
the tunnels end
Of
heavens light
THE NINE WORTHIES
The Nine Worthies
Figures
of history?
Men
of scripture?
Men
steeped in myth or legend?
Any
or all might apply
But
these figures personified
The
chivalric ideals
Of
the medieval world.
Three
of the nine were pagans
Hector,
Prince of Troy,
Slain
by Achilles
Alexander
the great
Conqueror
of the world,
Julius
Caesar,
Founder
of a dynasty
Three
of the nine were Jewish
Joshua,
Apprentice of Moses
And
leader of the Israelites
David,
of the house of David,
Second
King of Israel
Judas
Maccabeus, leader
Of
the Maccabean
revolt
Three
of the nine were Christian
King
Arthur of Camelot,
Fair
and just
Charlemagne,
the first
Holy Roman Emperor
Godfrey
of Bouillon,
first ruler
Of the Kingdom of Jerusalem
These
nine worthies
Were
considered paragons
Of the ideals of chivalry
THE CHRISTENING
Nanny had unwrapped
The christening gown
Handed down through
The generations
Grandma hand-knitted
The booties
Laced them with
Pure white ribbon
The God parents
Presented a shawl
White as fallen snow
And we stood together
Beside the font
And welcomed him
Into the family of Christ
THE SUN RULES IN DAYLIGHT HOURS
The Sun rules in daylight hours
Shining
light across the shadow
The
Moon rules over the tides
In
their perpetual ebb and flow
But
God rules in the heavens
FATHER, SON &
A Sunday school teacher asked her class,
“What was the name of Jesus' mother?”
One little child answered proudly “Mary”
The
teacher said, “well done very clever”
The teacher then asked another question
“What was the name of Jesus' father?”
A boy called Terry answered “it’s Verge”
the teacher was Confused at the answer
She
said, “that’s not the right answer”
Where did you get verge from Terry?”
The boy said, “Well
you know everyone
Is
always talking about Verge n' Mary
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