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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.

The most humble among us are the best of us.
Remember this when you come among them each day.
The Lord has blessed you above all.
Render encouragement and hope
to those that live without hope.
Remember to share your blessings.
 
 
"It was a simple glass bottle........"

“It was a simple glass bottle……..”

 
 
It was a simple glass bottle,
that gave me a gift of song,
that day.
 
It was a beautiful sunny day,
on the waterfront side of my home.
With a fresh cold, iced beer,
I sat on the back porch.
 
The breeze was beautiful as diamonds of light,
sparkled off the water before me.
A curious thing happened as I slowly drank that beer.
 
The outside wind played through the empty part of the bottle. 
A song, like no other, played through the glass.
It was a haunting song of eons,
from another time.
 
As I drank more liquor from the bottle,
the song changed in pitch to a sweeter song.
It came to me at that moment,
that God‘s gifts to us are never ending.
 
In prayer,
I gave thanks to God,
for His gifts to me,
that day,
and the song of the bottle.
 
 
 
 
 

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I kiss thee
with my heart
upon my lips.
 
My breath held
in anticipation
of the moment.
 
Held so long
afraid to take
that next breath.
 
for this magic
overtakes me
in this moment
forever locked
in your embrace.
 
 
 
 
"Seeking Forgiveness"

“Seeking Forgiveness”

We are all haunted by our past.
Hard as we try we cannot change it.
Harsh words spoken
when kindness was needed.
We are filled with deep regret.
 
When true love reached out for us
we were too stupid to recognize it.
When our Lord showed us our future
we did not take time to listen.
 
In a lifetime of regret
there are no do-overs
no another dimension
where our past is rerun.
No magic time machine
with date buttons
at our command.
 
There will be certain death
with a rerun of our deeds
in a clarity beyond description.
Our prayer will be for forgiveness.
 
Our eternal hell will be
that there will be no forgiveness
for all we could have done
but did not do when we could.
 
If you can this day
reach out to all those
you hurt in this life
beg for their forgiveness.
 
Perhaps in so doing
in death will you finally find
Joy and Peace.
 
  
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“One of my favorite pictures off the internet.”

My schedule has been so busy lately in the major remodeling of a farm-house that will be the future home of a vineyard and winery in East Texas.  Time is getting away from me in my desire to thank each and every one of my new followers to my poetry and commentary site.  To have such a large surge in followers in a matter of days is a huge blessing to me.  It is my hope you all will find within the contents of my work a further connection with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  Blessings in your journey’s to each and every one of you. 

 

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Walk tenderly on my dreams
for my dreams are me
with my soul exposed.
 
Judge not
the worth of my hopes
nor the possibility of their reality. 
 
If you are without encouraging words
then seal your lips in speaking of my dreams.
 
Are we not without hope
when stripped of our dreams and aspirations?
 
Look to yourself and ask
when were your own dreams scattered against
the rocks of time?
 
Take not your anger
with yourself
against those
who still have hope.
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Courtesy of favena.blogspot.com

 
 
At times it would be nice
to have a pair of magic red shoes.
Just clicking them together three times
would do the trick.
 
Suddenly I would be transported
to wherever my mind of memory
would wish to go.
 
At this very moment
I could easily think of a dozen places
I would love to be at this moment.
 
Each time frame
would place me at a time and place
where I felt greatly loved.
 
Where there was a skip in my step
and a constant grin on my face.
I can easily bring to mind
scenes of such places in my past.
 
Skipping through a mall with her
like a school child.
Dancing with her
for the first time
with my arm around her waist. 
 
Ah yes then their were those
first kisses
always soft
always remembered
always joyful
in the way those kisses went to my toes.
 
Truthly knowing what I know now
would I have taken more time
to savor every moment.
 
Time in remembering every detail
of the places of my youth
where my magic red shoes
would have taken my heart.  
Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

 
Seek not confirmation of your dreams.
Seeking others to confirm your dreams
will only find you alone in confirmation.
 
Believe in your dreams.
Your dreams need no confirmation.
Your dreams are yours alone
a gift of Love from your Lord.
 
Treasure them.
Hold them close.
For the goal
of their reality
is just before you.
 
 

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As I approach the twilight time of my life
the answer has come to an important question.
 
The question deals with the pain, the suffering, the depression
that we all must deal with 
in our elder years.
 
Why should our minds
or our physical bodies deteriorate in such a way?
 
In tearful recall of our youth
is that all we are left with?
 
I thought of Jesus
my Lord and Savior
I thought of His suffering before His death.
 
There is much about this world that can bring
happiness and blessings.
There are many things that our physical bodies
wish not to depart from in this world.
 
Whether it be the beauty created by our God
or the love connections
that are so important to us.
 
Could our suffering be but a gift from our Lord?
A way to make the release easier from this physical world?
 
Perhaps in the suffering is the blessing
in knowing we are going to
a far happier place in our eternity.

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As of February 23rd, 2013, the “Texas’ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 36,000 plus hits.  My deepest thanks and appreciation to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my community, Texas and the Nation.