December 22, 2018

Gifts 12-22-18


The gift of life.  The gift of air.
The gift of mother's loving care.

The gift of water I can drink.
The gift of mind so I can think.

The gift of sweet and sour taste.
The gift of food that fuels my haste.

The gift of beauty from the rose.
 The gift of fragrance as it grows.

The gift of hearing with my ears.
The gift of feeling through my tears.

The gift of fingertips and touch.
The gift of hugs that matter much.

The gift of singing fav'rite songs.
The gift of healing all my wrongs.

The gift of knowing Jesus Christ.
The gift of grace, so overpriced.

The gift of marriage- man and wife.
The gift of everlasting life.

These gifts of love are on display,
these gifts of God from day to day.

These gifts abundant, always near,
these gifts of God from year to year.

©2018 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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December 8, 2018

Unequaled Thrill 12-8-18


A placid picture about God, a poet cannot pen.
For who can comprehend it all?  Not selfish, sinful men!

If only eyes could see the truth.  If only ears could hear...
but noise of earthly living seem to make mere words unclear.

Incessant, louder beating drums in earphones is not peace -
and rancid words corrupting minds just seems to never cease.

While sinful men ignore God's words in heart and soul and mind,
the Judge of all the universe is patient, loving, kind.

So grasp your pen with loving thoughts and set your glass aside,
then write to your heart's full content until you're satisfied.

We may not be a preacher that the sinners come to see,
but by our words, through loving hearts, we might a teacher be.

We will not know where our words go, but I can only say -
that if we do not write the words then they aren't on display.

So pen a placid picture on your clear and empty page,
so people see your humble gift that only God can gauge.

Just give all glory unto God and let Him do His will
and may all sinners wake one day to that unequaled thrill.

©2018 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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