One Exceptional Word 2-22-12

For hours and hours I lay in my bed

as thoughts of new poetry enter my head.

I want to help others - so many abused -

and wonder if one special word could be used...

With each crying mother, child or dad -

what one perfect word can stop making them sad?

Can there be some comfort with something inferred?

...or maybe there is one exceptional word.

One single word that forgets all our past -

one single word that brings peace at last.

One single word that is really worthwhile -

replacing our tears into our biggest smiles!

So could it be 'faithful' or could it be 'grace' -

or maybe it's 'love', if even a trace...

Maybe 'forgiveness' or maybe 'confessed' -

or maybe it's 'thankful' or maybe it's 'blessed'.

It might be 'repentance' or even 'salvation' -

or maybe its 'Bible' or 'sanctification'.

It still could be 'cross' if anyone cares...

or maybe, just maybe, it's in all our 'prayers'...

So here in my bed, I've laid hours and hours -

some day to replace it with casket and flowers.

Oh, how will I say it and will it be heard -

when lips utter, 'Jesus' - my very first word?

Yes,

that 'word' - just a 'name' - but it happens to be,

the Name above all names. He cares about me.

He cares for you too so get down on your knees -

(even if one of the 'least of these')...

'Jesus' - the word that belongs to God's Son -

'Jesus' - the Name who still 'loves' everyone.

Jesus 'forgets' everything in our 'past' -

Jesus, our Savior, who grants 'peace' at last.

Physical, emotional pain - all there is...

He takes all our scars - and He puts them on His.

Soon, we will forget all our fears and our tears -

when living with Jesus, eternity's years.

©2012 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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Tender Tears 8-8-11

Be positive and confident,

and joyous all the while -

and you can be a great success

while wearing your great smile.

Success will bring you riches,

such fun, excitement too -

so do not let this world slip by -

revolve it around you.

Oh, there will be some hurting -

a child without his dad -

and though he may shed many tears

don't let him make you sad.

Just keep on smiling broadly,

and remember, others can -

show their deep compassion.

Don't interrupt your plan.

There's way too many people -

and all, you cannot do -

and after all - it's when you smile,

the world will smile with you.

Spread laughter, joy into this world -

put smiles on all the poor -

and if you still feel guilty,

donate a little more.

Ignore the child crying,

ignore her ragged clothes,

ignore the troubles, not your own

for it is how life goes.

Crack a joke on your success,

and brag on all you gave.

Jest and smile and live it up!

Die laughing to the grave...

And then, when you see Jesus,
and your world disappears -
will you get Him to laugh with you
behind His tender tears? 

©2011 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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Special Times 6-19-09

A little different poem again.

I hope you like the 'contrast'

between the two individuals.

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My heart pumps harder every beat.
Sweat runs faster in the heat.
The sidewalk, our familiar beat,
as dad enjoys the warming heat.

I'm swamped with work, my patience thin.
I do my best - but cannot win!
His lungs are weak, his face is thin,
but with our love, we always win.

I must be prompt - and on a dime,
but I'll be late. There isn't time!
He's broke and no one spares a dime -
but jointly - precious is our time.

The meeting started half-past-ten
and now I will be late again!
The time we spend, we rate a "10"
so I'll return - again, again.

I'll be late. I think, "Oh, well."
Trouble, I can always spell.
I know the plastic handles well -
"Father, should we stop a spell?"

Small weeds in cracks on sidewalk die,
as I fly past, I run them by....
The flowers seem to never die.
We smell those flowers - not pass by.

The elevator, I jump on,
the second floor, I push upon.
We rested some, and then walked on -
Us, others fixed their gaze upon.

Finally there, alone I stood -
I saw him stare (this isn't good).
Beside my dad, I faithful stood -
enjoying life - as this is good.

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Good health (like fragrance) fades away -
So smell those flowers every day.
For I'll not trade a day I've had -
those special times with good 'ol dad.

2009 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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UNWANTED 11-13-08

Why do some complain so much, when they've so much to gain;

and others weep so bitterly? I think they're all insane.

I would have smelled the roses, ignored those thorny stems;

and gladly traded places, with anyone of them.

I wasn't ever wanted, by mother or by dad;

and not to even have a right to live - was really sad.

Birth certificate? Oh no - for I got all the blame;

and I was too unwanted - to even get a name.

Tossed into a trash can - was found among the muck;

survived that botched abortion. Some would call that "luck".

Yes, an angel found me, soothed my many fears;

wrapped me in a towel, washed me with her tears.

Rocking very patiently, she knew what was in store;

but hugged me tightly in her arms, for she could do no more.

Many rights protect us, from beatings and abuse;

but "life" just doesn't matter now, if one decides to choose.

I had no right to ask for help - even if I could.

She had to let me fade away - for no one understood.

Rights are very twisted things, Some get them. I did not;

so go about your duties now, for I am best forgot.

Why do some complain so much? Let's make this very plain.

It all comes down to money - when wisdom's down the drain.

Now I'm held in Jesus' arms, within His warm embrace;

"Lord please, for this kind angel, reserve a special place...."

"a special place right next to me, to cry and hug again.

where we can share eternity, together, please. Amen." 

©2008 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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True story from Oak Lawn, IL on a failed abortion (1999).  The child was left for dead but lived for 45 minutes.  A nurse (Jill Stanek) held the child until his last breath.  No medical help was attempted and none permitted.  The nurse was fired (2001).  We called ourselves 'civilized'...

http://www.bornalivetruth.org/jillstory.php 

Matt: 25:40 (KJV)

And the King shall answer and say unto them, "Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

A Loving Kiss 11-27-06

There sits a mom - without her baby,
hands clasp and trembling in her lap alone;
She still ponders how it could have happened,
and now can't hold the girl she could have known,

There sits a dad crying deep inside,
the girl who 'could have been' is but a blur.
Torments endless curses keep him hanging,
on absent memories that just never were.

There's a child who never saw her parents -
was not allowed a single hug to give;
Nor allowed to say, "I love you mommy."
She had no rights - not even just to live....

Forever lost - a life of innocence -
receiving, not one speck of human love!
Yes, pain and sorrow is all around us,
but God’s in control. He waits there up above.

We fall short and fail - believe it's over.
Sadness ruptures the heart of every size.
Heartache spawns yet more excessive sorrow,
all caused by deaths dark cold, black, evil lies.

Understand one thing - that we aren't perfect.
Nowhere can we turn our vain and evil face!
There's no hope to quell one sin within us,
except by faith in Him who showers grace.

Our possessions will rot and turn to dust,
but forgiveness comes - from the God of peace!
Persevere through faith - your full trust in Him.
His love is full and it will never cease.

There's a child who never saw her mother,
but forever, we must remember this;
That God, in love, reached down and took her -
and gave her, in His arms, a loving kiss.

©2006 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

http://www.ganderpoems.org/

1 Timothy 1:5 (NASB)
“But the goal of our instruction is love from a pure heart and a good conscience and a sincere faith.”

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