TUCKED AWAY… a poem

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While I ponder the pages

Piqued and persuaded

To go just a little bit more

It is there that I find

In the corners of my mind

What my life has been longing for

Tucked away neatly

Not wrapped with a bow

Was solace, alive and well

Patiently waiting

For me to discover

Then go out in the world and tell

Tell of the truth

Of kindness and love

Embracing the differences, we see

A lesson so old

Again, to be told

By a simple man like me

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REACH OUT… a poem

How can it be that we turn our heads,

Or walk past the struggling man?

A simple act of kindness, as it’s called today,

Was always part of God’s plan.

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“Do unto others…” wasn’t just a line

From a book that is centuries old.

No, it’s called being human, with a heart that gives

To another with love in your soul.

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So, slow down and help that person in need

And reach out with a helping hand.

When you lift someone up from a place of despair

Then and there you’ll finally understand.

DARK… a poem

The dark crept in and I didn’t even notice,

Until I was stumbling around,

Wondering how I lost my way.

Isn’t that how it always happens?

Evil is sly and persistent and very patient.

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Seek the Light!

Stay in the Light!

Live in the Light!

Be the Light for others,

And show them the way out of the dark.

ON THE WINGS OF A DOVE… a poem of faith

Free to fly on the wings of a dove

My soul retrieved by God above

A final glance down upon the Earth

The temporary home after my birth

Heaven awaits with arms open wide

As upon these wings my spirit glides

Higher and higher into brilliant light

Forever in praise in His beautiful sight

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THE GIFT…a short story

As I sat on the park bench I happened to glance down and see a peanut sitting inconspicuously behind one of the legs.  Naturally, I bent over and picked it up.  Glancing up, across the walking path, I noticed a squirrel suddenly stop his constant hopping and digging to give me a hard stare of anticipation.

Laughing aloud and looking down at the small nugget of gold, that I obviously held in my hand, I debated whether to toss it over to the little grey fur ball or hold it out as an offering.

Isn’t this what we do in life sometimes?  We know what the right thing to do is, yet we hesitate and try to figure out another path. 

Instinct tells me to toss the peanut to the squirrel, so why don’t I do just that?  Is it God whispering to me to toss the small gift, and, in return, me trying to rationalize another or better way?  Perhaps.

Am I being selfish to want the squirrel to come and take the prize from my hand?  Why do I need that confirmation of its trust? 

In the end… I tossed the peanut to the squirrel and he cracked it and ate it then and there.

My reward was found in my own smile and warmed heart!  Thank you, Lord!

Hebrews 13:16  “And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased.”

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