Public Enemy Number 1by Alan Allegra
Sitting in my favorite writing chair, I morosely recall it was exactly one week ago that we took our sick kitty down the Last Mile to be relieved of her suffering. It has also been five hours since we signed a purchase agreement for a new vehicle, consigning my 17-year-old car to the ash heap of history. Furry friend or Japanese jalopy, all reach their end.
Pretendby louis gander
I slammed the door on all those things
I'd just as soon forget -
but stubborn guilt had gripped me so
and hadn't left me yet.
Then They Played Tapsby Frances J. Harvey, C.P.C.
After the flag was removed, there was just a plain gray box! Nothing fancy, no carvings, no beautiful wood, no gold or silver. Almost as plain as he came in the world...he went out. For a brief second I thought, "Open the box and prove to me he's in there!" But I knew he was.
Next there was a gun salute - they brought her the 3 shells! As I looked at them in my mothers hands it reminded me of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit and the hope that we have in Jesus Christ. It also was a symbol of how our bodies are just a shell and when we die, they are emptied and it's our spirit and soul that live for eternity..."if we believe". A small glimpse of peace came. It is going to be alright!
You know, I look back on our life kind-of-like riding the back-roads, cruising around like all the locals did. Before we were us, we rode with our moms and dads in their cars. Then, we got out of their cars, became us, and got our own car. How blissful; it was just you and me. Just us.
By the Bushelby louis gander
Two weeks and a day since mom passed away.
Tomorrow will be yet another.
Tears run down my cheeks each time someone speaks
and mentions my dear ol' mother.
Perfect Mom (in Heaven), Theby louis gander
The vivid 'reds' are deeper and the 'yellows' brighter still.
The roses, and the daffodils and other flowers fill -
the contours of the garden knolls with colored trees of fall.
The sunshine brightens everything ...and now I see it all.
The Mighty Shipby louis gander
Oh, the contrast between the physical and the spiritual...
The brand new car, the hand-held game
or other things we chose,
the TV set, the picture frame
or nice designer clothes,
Where Do We Go When We Die?by Wayne Childress
We should be wary of those who contend on issues that are not central to our following Jesus; but, that does not mean we should discussing such issues. Death will come to us all so it is natural to ponder such things.
Grandpa's Wisdomby louis gander
Before the jets, before the planes,
before the cars and traffic lanes,
before genetics changed our corn,
before the IRS was even born,
before CD's and movie stars,
before the rover got to mars -
was born a man, a little tot,
who endured much, but learned a lot.
One More Dayby louis gander
Excellent sermon poem. (my poems are packed with thought-provoking information, so please read it slowly).
Know It Allby louis gander
Do you know what? Our minds are shut,
when we hear Jesus call.
A life of ease - and then Hades.
We think we know it all.
The Human Machineby Olawale Ogunsola
Maintenance is important to increase the lifespan of any machine. So it is with man. However, every man will expire no matter the rate or extent of his maintenance.