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A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.

A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.

It is the quest of a man
to find out who he truly is.
My journey has been long
and difficult.
 
I found love many times.
I lost love many times.
Joy and pain were always
the same.
 
The truth is
we will take nothing with us.
Our flesh quickly becoming
the dust of dunes.
 
I ask forgiveness
to all that I might have hurt
in my journey.
 
I can only hope
that somehow along the way
by example and deed
I have helped others
in their own journey’s.
 
I like you struggled
each day in trying to overcome
the weaknesses of being a human.
 
In remembering me.
Read my words.
Walk briefly in my shoes.
Known that
I finally found
myself.
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Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

 
 
If I should die before you
I will await you on a silver beach
with a golden sun.
 
If I should die before you
time will not move
until your steps are heard behind me.
 
I will know it is you.
I will hear your eternal breath
your low laughter as you approach
to join me.
 
If I should die before you
on the most perfect of days
together we will watch the waves
the breakers making only the most
perfect of patterns.
 
It will be a world that never has a bad day
on a silver beach
with a golden sun
in a special place
for you and me.

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Many have the belief
that there is perfection in this world.
It does not exist
on this earth and plane for us.
 
We are only privileged to see
feel and hear parts of perfection
but never the whole of perfection.
 
The pieces that represent
the beauty of God and heaven
are shown in glimpses each day
in our lives on this earth.
 
It is our soul that catches these flashes of eternity
and renders us the perfection of God.
 
It is through prayer
and centering ourselves
in the love of God
that we are privileged to gain knowledge
of the eternity that is before us.

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Courtesy of nurpublishers.com

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One day

We will walk the path of light.

Unsure if our Lord will be pleased with us.

Will we be met with an embrace of Love

or will we see disappointment in the Face of our Saviour?

Least we forget the gifts of our Lord.

Will we be judged

on how we shared His gifts?

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Courtesy of relate.com

Courtesy of relate.com

        
 
          Human physical passions are but dying embers
          on the fires of human love.
         The smoking embers become hazy memories.
 
If I could pick any day to freeze in the corridors of eternity
it would be just this one day with you.
 
In this day I could not love you any greater or more
as I love you at this moment.

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Boop behind bars!

Boop behind bars! (Photo credit: Avedon Sideshow)

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As a super senior surveying my landscape
I observed the educated ones feel that
a sheepskin replaces Wisdom
as a quality not to be coveted.
 
The young people who are in my life
feel the world owes them a pain-free life.
Respect for others
Ethics
hard work
are qualities
rarely found
these days. 
 
Obesity is a sign of this disease of the mind.
Reality is lived out in the Boop tube
iphone, the ipad and Facebook.
 
Dreams are wonderful
according to these young people
as long as they do not involve
blood, sweat and tears.
 
I thank my Lord this day.
I thank him for the life
He has given me.
I especially thank Him
for the Wisdom
He has rendered me.
 

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A Winter Scene from Cooperstown, N. Y.

Last year was a visit to the Carrol Clinic in Dallas.
My back and hip had been hurting me for some time.
The findings were not good.
 
A Class Four hip.
A crack in my spine bone.
Two disks in my spine fused together.
 
I knew when it happened.
A fall over ten years ago while attempting to trim a tree
in our front yard.
 
The fall at that time resulted in nine staples in my head
and eventual surgery on my knee.
The other injuries laid in wait.
My future in enjoying the rest of my life was in doubt
with the activities I enjoyed so much in my past.
 
My mind went back to Cooperstown in upstate New York.
I was sixteen and working the summer on a dairy farm.
It was part of the “Fresh Air Program” of New York City for young men.
 
I remembered the rolling hay wagon.
Throwing ninety pound bales of hay
eight tiers high on the wagon.
 
I remembered the muscles in my arms
my strong thin waist
with a tan equal to a black man.
 
We worked hard that Summer.
It was the “Haying Season.”
The work went fourteen hours a day
seven days a week for two and half months.
 
Looking back now
I now realize how really happy I was
each of those summer days in Cooperstown.  

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