FINAL JOURNEY… a poem

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And so,

I meander down the mountainside

Into the valley that would test the resolve of my fear.

No, I have no time for plunder this time around

My journey is a deeper one than that.

While I’ve hidden away upon the mountain,

While I’ve terrorized those, who trespassed upon my land,

I find my ill-sodden soul too heavy to bear the fruits I’ve sown.

Alas, I seek my final resting place among strangers.

God help me!

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View Master

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The view master found its protagonist.  He was draped in a myriad of colors, and was chasing around and around.  Just a sliding shuffle and click away from another heroic scene.  What adventure awaits?  Who would become the antagonist to this adventurous soul?  Ah, but isn’t that what the wheel of fate has in store for each of us.  We spin and shuffle through life hoping to load the next adventure and scene that will be better than the last.

Stop!  Get out of the loop and live.  We only have so many spins in this life, and it seems the more that pass the faster we go through the next set.  Just a thought…

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THE PRETENTIOUS ONE… a poem

Breakneck speed

He’s running to score

Lungs burn like fire

Can he take much more

Skilled with agile

Wiles in his feet

Winning the game

Always makes him complete

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Ahead is the line

He need only pass

He holds up the ball

The best in his class

The headlines are bold

In the paper next day

Someone faster behind him

Took the ball away

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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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DING-DING

That psychedelic

Funky relic

That I tripped over

On the way to school

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Made me stumble

And fall

Doing a somersault

And I broke my flipflops too

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Why didn’t I see

There in front of me

That colorful

Awkward thing

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Because, I was on my phone

Just a texting along

Instead of watching ahead

Ding-ding

Mind Storm… a Christian poem

When I enter the mind storm

For the battle of my life

Eternity hanging in the wings

Deep down inside

Burns my desire

And strength from the King of Kings

Mine is a future

He laid out the path

To follow and trust in His Word

If only this battle

Raging inside

Could be clear – but I make it blurred

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