Mom's Pumpkin Pie! 7-22-16

When I was just a little lad,

I came inside from play.

Aroma met my little nose

on many, many day.

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

I rushed right to the kitchen and

the oven I had spied.

but it- completely empty.

I didn't quite know why.

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

The table top was all cleared off.

The window sill was too.

My hunger pangs were 'killing' me.

Oh, what was I to do?

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

It wasn't in the oven and

the counter top was bare.

With refrigerator empty,

it wasn't anywhere!.

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

"Hey!  Where's my pumpkin pie?" I yelled!

But there was ne'er a sound.

I yelled again.  The echo waned.

There was no one around.

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

Could it be at the neighbor's house?

Would mama have gone there?

What if my pie was just for them?

Oh no, she wouldn't dare!

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

I ran off to the neighbor's house.

I pounded on the door.

And then when they had opened it,

my jaw dropped to the floor.

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

And there it was- on table top -

as plain as 'one' could see.

Would she have given it to them?

Oh no!  It couldn't be.

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

I must have given hint away.

They must have seen a clue.

They then invited me to sit

so I could have some too!

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

But where was mom and where was dad?

Did they go to the store?

No.  They were in the pumpkin patch

so I could have some more!

Oh my my!

Mom's pumpkin pie!

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Treasure 7-12-16

Treasure beauty from the Maker.
Treasure color, sky and nature.

Treasure walks through endless park

among the winging meadowlark.

Treasure songbirds high on limbs.

Treasure words in humble hymns.

Treasure humming tunes though old
that weave through treetops, warm the cold.

Treasure long and endless streams.
Treasure optimistic dreams.
Treasure truth when grapes are crushed
and when all future hopes are hushed.

Treasure boys with antique toys.
Treasure them who have no poise.

Treasure girls with bouncing curls
while wearing mother's phony pearls.

Treasure those who aren't perfect.

Treasure them with due respect.

Treasure friends, so close to you
and loyal friendship through and through.

Treasure faithful servitude.

Treasure quiet solitude.

Treasure Bible's remedies

and treasure fondest memories.

Treasure all that life has penned.
Treasure pause at trail's end.
Treasure journey, near complete
and rest awhile on wooden seat.

Treasure prayer through sun and shower.
Treasure God in all His power.
Treasure resurrection's way
and Christ's ascension.  What a day!

Treasure blessings from before

Treasure our salvation more.

Treasure Christmas, it's true meaning -

and forgiveness with its healing.

Treasure autumn, winter, spring.

Treasure faith in everything.

Treasure God's tremendous grace -

for each and ev'ry human race.

Treasure not your earthly treasures.
Question not the way God measures.
Just treasure all creation's of.
It's wrapped in love from God above.

Treasure beauty from the Maker.
Treasure color, sky and nature.

Treasure walks through endless park

among the winging meadowlark.

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2 Corinthians 5:17 (KJV)
Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature:
old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.

In Your Heart 7-2-16

The winds push clouds across the sky,

the winds too clear to view.

Results, I see, but not the wind -

so tell me, is wind true?

I stumbled and I dropped a shoe,

then dropped my other shoe.

And no, I can't see gravity -

so tell me, is it true?

The thunder rumbled through the sky.

It scared both goat and ewe.

Though loud, I can't see thundering -

so tell me, is it true?

I memorized math tables that

began with 'two plus two'.

I cannot see equations though,

so tell me, are they true?

The fragrances from flowers seem

to greet my nose as glue.

But I can't see the fragrances -

so tell me, are they true?

The coffee flavors?  Plentiful.
I taste a special brew.
But I can't see what I can taste,
so tell me, are they true?

A special feeling, special love,

for children and for you.

But once again, I can't see love -

so tell me, is it true?

Creation is spectacular.

It's Heaven's sneak preview.

But once again, I can't see God -

so tell me, is He true?

The physical and spiritual

seem much too far apart,

but you will know that it's all true

when God is in your heart.

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Romans 1:18-32 (NASB)

For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to the Greek. For in it the righteousness of God is revealed from faith to faith; as it is written, “But the righteous man shall live by faith.”

For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men who suppress the truth in unrighteousness,because that which is known about God is evident within them; for God made it evident to them. For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen,being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse. For even though they knew God, they did not honor Him as God or give thanks, but they became futile in their speculations, and their foolish heart was darkened. Professing to be wise, they became fools,and exchanged the glory of the incorruptible God for an image in the form of corruptible man and of birds and four-footed animals and crawling creatures.

Therefore God gave them over in the lusts of their hearts to impurity, so that their bodies would be dishonored among them. For they exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever. Amen.

For this reason God gave them over to degrading passions; for their women exchanged the natural function for that which is unnatural, and in the same way also the men abandoned the natural function of the woman and burned in their desire toward one another, men with men committing indecent acts and receiving in their own persons the due penalty of their error.

And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God any longer, God gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things which are not proper, being filled with all unrighteousness, wickedness, greed, evil; full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, malice; they are gossips, slanderers,haters of God, insolent, arrogant, boastful, inventors of evil, disobedient to parents, without understanding, untrustworthy, unloving, unmerciful;and although they know the ordinance of God, that those who practice such things are worthy of death, they not only do the same, but alsogive hearty approval to those who practice them.

Your Great Reward 6-18-16

I prayed, "I was grabbed."

Jesus asked, "Were you nabbed?"

I said, "I was controlled."

Jesus asked, "Were you sold?"

I said, "I was teased."

Jesus asked, "Were you seized?"

I said, "I was stalked."

Jesus asked, "Were you mocked?"

I said, "I had cried."

Jesus asked, "Were you 'tried'?"

I said, "I was used."

Jesus asked, "Were you accused?"

I said, "They were cheatin'."

Jesus asked,"Were you beaten?"

I said, "I was stripped."

Jesus asked, "Were you whipped?"

I said, "I was jailed."

Jesus asked, "Were you nailed?"

(pause)

I said, "I sat in dung."

Jesus asked, "Were you hung?"

(pause)

I said, "I was a slave."

Jesus said, "I forgave."

(longer pause)

I said feebly, "I cried and cried..."

Jesus said, "I died."

With heavy heart, I said, "Forgive me."
Jesus said simply, "Follow me."

I repeated, "Forgive me please!"

And Jesus said, "The least of these."

I said, "To the truth, I've been asleep."
So Jesus said, "Come.  Feed my sheep."

Then I said, "I've been awakened."
Jesus added, "...but never forsaken."

I said, "I can see!  Heaven has opened up!"

Jesus said, "You are free.  Take my cup."

I said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you Lord."

And Jesus said, "It is prepared- your great reward."

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Master Poet, The 6-12-16

Became a nightmare from a dream,
"Give us Barabbas!" was the scream.
If I was in that crowd that day,
would I have fought or run away?
Would I act like some animal?
Would I have been part of the brawl?
Would I, like Peter, tell a lie?
Would I deny, deny, deny?

The Master Poet's life?  A blur.

Misunderstood, His 'poems' were.
His verses soared away as birds.

Few understood His humble words.

Corrupted way before the lung,

and then deciphered off the tongue.

If it were me, what would I do?
His love for souls- oh was it true?

So nailed Him they, on cross, on hill.

Should Christ's bust be on pedestal?

With timbers rugged, timbers crossed,

He died up there and all seemed lost.
There were no melodies to hear.

There were no notes to bend the ear.

There was no music, nor a song.

There was no harp to play along.
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His words we seldom understand.

Their meanings more than music and

the other things that thieve our days -

our busy lives and lazy ways.
His harmony we mustn't fear,

for Psalms are music to the ear.
Indeed, the Master Poet lives -
and gives and gives and gives and gives...

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John 6:20 (KJV)
But he saith unto them, It is I; be not afraid.

Great White Knight, The 6-2-16

Came self-proclaimed, the Great White Knight -

and asked us all with him unite -

against the greater parasite -

the wicked snake of poisoned bite.

But it is 'he', I now indict -

exposing lies, none even trite -

with boast, with cuss, with sneer, with spite.

It's not okay and not alright.

I'd rather stand on moral height -

and never cease to do what's right -

not waving truce of coward's white -

but rather fight good freedom's fight.

For God's law is foundation's light -

exposing evil's vicious smite -

which violates the weak in fright -

all through the day and through the night.

Come forth, therefore, in all your might -

for God has blessed us with insight.

Though they both seem to be polite,

they're dangerous, as dynamite.

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Do not continue to vote for the lesser, vile people

and then pray to God for mercy.

Find a Godly leader and then vote FOR him or her
and then pray for that leader.