YESHUA (JESUS)

 

Yeshua, you are

Our hope of salvation

Dying for us

Our hope of glory

Living in us

 

Yeshua, you are

Our hope for the future

Living for you

Our hope for redemption

Alive in you

A GOOD CHRISTIAN

 

Dorothy spinster of this parish

With her sister taught Sunday school

For over fifty years

Both good Methodists and good Christians

Their lives dedicated to the church

To ensure the future of their church

Dorothy left a large bequest to the church

The church sought to honor a good woman

And dedicated in her name

A room within the church

For ever to be named after her

LUNCH TIME IN THE CAFETERIA

 

At a catholic school at lunch time one day

As The children queued up in an orderly way

The first thing that confronted the pupils

On the end of the counter was a large pile of apples

By the apples a nun had written a note saying

“Take only ONE because God is watching.” 

As they made their way along the counter

The canteen rang out with childish laughter

Chocolate chip cookies stood in a large pile

With a label which made them all smile

A child had written a note for the pupils,

“Take all you want. God is watching the apples.”

THE YOUNG MONK AND THE ABBOTT

One day many years in the past

A young monk arrived at a monastery.

To assist other monks with the canon and laws

By making hand written copies

But he notices very quickly

That all of us are copying from copies,

And not from the original texts

So he goes to the Abbott with a query

 

He tells the Abbott of his concern

That any error in the first copy

No matter how small it may be

Would be duplicated in each subsequent copy

The abbot says to the boy

“We have been doing it for centuries

Copying from the copies

But you have a good point, sonny.”

 
The abbot goes down to the dark caves

To the archives beneath the monastery

where the original manuscripts are held

Kept locked in a vault for safety

 

Hours go by and nobody sees the abbot 

he misses his meals and prayers

The young monk gets worried

And goes to look for him downstairs

 

He finds him banging his head on a wall

Wailing, “We missed the “R”

His forehead is bloody and bruised

And the boy thinks that will leave a scar

 

The young monk asks the abbot,

“What's wrong?” why do you create 

Crying the Abbott replies,

“The word was Celebrate!!!”

AN UNDERSTANDING GOD

 

God didn’t say

You must circumcise your children

 God didn’t say

You can have ten wives

 God didn’t say

You mustn’t use a condom

 God didn’t say

You must pray five times a day

 God didn’t say

My priests can’t marry

 God didn’t say

Woman must be covered at all times

 God didn’t say

You cannot divorce

 God didn’t say

Divorcees cannot remarry in church

 God didn’t say

You must remove your shoes in my house

 God didn’t say

You must kill the infidel

 God didn’t say

There is only one church

 God didn’t say

You must ritually wash your feet

 Man said these things

These rules were made by men

OH GOD IN HEAVEN LORD ABOVE ALL

 

To the tune of “The gypsy girls dream” (I Dreamt That I Dwelt in Marble Halls)

From an opera The Bohemian Girl composed by Michael William Balfe.

Oh God in heaven Lord above all

Looks upon us with grace

He is with us when we triumph

He is with us when we fail

And when the time comes and I join him on high

I will touch his loving face

Oh God in heaven Lord above all

Watch and protect us until that day

 

Please watch us, protect us, until that day

God save us, Lord save us until that day

 

Oh god in heaven always loves us

Even when we may stray

He will support us and guide us
as through life we navigate

And when the time comes and I join him on high

I will take His loving hand

Oh God in heaven Lord above all

Watch and protect us until that day

 

Please watch us, protect us, until that day

God save us, Lord save us until that day

WHERE WAS GOD?

 

When Haiti shook

And the old colonial

Structures fell

Who was to blame?

 

When the rains fell on Madeira

Making rivers of mud

Where once were roads

Who was to blame?

 

When earthquake and tsunami

Wreaked their havoc

On Chile’s coast

Who was to blame?

 

The zealots speak of God’s wrath,

Divine retribution

Against the wicked of the world

Smiting the transgressors

But it’s not the wicked who suffer

It’s the most humble and devout

The poor and the needy

Who suffer the most

Why would God do such a thing?

What would be gained?

It’s not a Godly act

But rather that of a tyrant

That’s not what my God would do

My God is a loving God

Not a wrathful being

 

The secular blame God

For not stopping natural disasters

They don’t believe in him

But blame him anyway

Where was God?

What was God doing when he was needed?

When something wonderful happens

They praise nature’s ingenuity

Yet when tragedy strikes

It’s “where was God?”

God is not to blame

It is not within his power to prevent disasters

So he does what he can

He comforts and supports

Eases suffering and ends pain

But my God is not to blame

 

Mother Nature is the culprit

The planet is angry with mankind

And unleashes these acts of spite

To punish us for our indifference

Mother Nature roars

And defines our insignificance

When the earth moves

And mountains split

When winds tear up all before them

And the seas rise up

We are powerless

But we are not alone

When we are at our most vulnerable

Who do we call upon? God

Whoever that God might be

Mine is an understanding God

A compassionate God