I DIDN’T SAY WHY ME?

 

When I was first diagnosed

I didn’t say why me?

I didn’t blame God

I didn’t curse him

Or hate him

Or ask the question

Why me Lord?

All my life

I have been blessed

And when good things

Happened in my life

I didn’t say “why me?”

THE GOOD BOOK

 

The good book

A trusty tome

Full of comfort and succour

Hope and salvation

A reliable companion

A stalwart in adversity

A true bestseller

Sometimes contentious

Often misquoted

Frequently misused,

The devout and the atheist

Quote in equal measure

From its voluminous pages

They scour and pillage

Cherry picked passages

To support a particular stance

At times it can even satisfy

Both sides of the same argument

Inclusive and accessible to all

In the right hands

It illuminates and empowers

In the wrong hands

It divides and imposes

The bible in truth

Is full of ambiguities

And numerous contradictions

But most important of all

It contains essential truths

WHEN LOVE FILLS THE HEART

 

When love fills the heart

Until it overflows 

There is but one thing to-do

As everyone knows

And that is to share it out

With friends and foes

WE LIVE IN A CYNICAL WORLD

 

We live in a cynical world

So why should we believe

We think our politicians

Are programmed to deceive

We distrust anyone wearing

Their heart on their sleeve

So is it any wonder that

On the whole we disbelieve

Now doubtless you will tag me

As impossibly naive

But for me it is impossible

For me to ever conceive

Of a universe where God

Is absent from the weave

LET GOD IN

Let God within your heart

Fill the void of darkness

Fill it with love and joy

Let his love envelope your being

Let him bring light

Where darkness once dwelt

Let him bring love

Where hate once ruled

Let him bring happiness

Where sadness held dominion 

THE GENTLE ANGEL

 

At his bedside

The gentle Angel stood

Watching as a man slept,

Listening to his quiet

Shallow breath

The Angel reached out a hand

And spoke softly

“Come with me now,

It’s time to see the lord”

So sleeping no more

He left his empty body

And took the offered hand

The Angel smiled

And they began to ascend

To a better place and time.

They travelled vertically

Though not through a tunnel,

As he was expecting,

It was more like a chimney.

They climbed toward a light,

Which was as expected,

And the light became ever brighter

Until its brilliance

Became almost blinding

All at once, they emerged,

Into the land of light and love

The gentle Angel smiled

Before evaporating into the light

And the man was surrounded

By those who had passed before

Familiar faces greeted him

Loved ones from years past

And they introduced him

To the delights of paradise,

Where milk and honey flowed.

Scenes of unimagined beauty,

Sweet perfumed air, heavenly music

And Choirs of angels singing

But what overpowered his senses

Seeping through every pore

Overwhelming him and filling his heart

Was a pure everlasting love

IF NOT THE LORD

 

If not the Lord, then who?

If not salvation, then what?

Raiki, Yoga or Feng Shui?

Worshiping the elements

Or the sun and the moon?

Life without Gods guidance

Leads to a return to chaos

The savagery of Pagan times

Before the Fisher of Men

Cast his net

 

If not our Lord, then who?

What idol?

What fad or fashion?

What new Gods

Will replace Him?

Plastic surgeons

Pandering to vanity,

Or De-toxing clinics

Health spas

And colonic irrigation

Or wannabee’s

Worshiping celebrity

At the altar of fame?

 

If not the Christ

Then what?

Life without faith

Is not a loss of belief

For even without faith

They don’t stop believing

Because they have a need

A desperate need

To believe in something

So they believe

In everything

And anything

Except the risen Christ