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Showing posts with label fence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fence. Show all posts

Friday, March 27, 2009

If God We Trust 3-27-09


On a hill, on top of a tree,
a leaf so high went sailing free.
A hot air blast it had acquired,
and pushed it up, as it desired.

It flipped and turned on humid air
and tossed about without a care.
Higher, higher than ever before,
it loved the power, wanted more.

Reminding us, lest we forget,
the winds were not done with it yet.
That leaf blew high above our lawn.
Passed on over where it was drawn.

It blew across our grassy field -
down to a fence that wouldn't yield.
The wind prevailed - to free, it tried,
but there it stuck until it died.

The tree's still there, the roots confirm,
that it is strong and standing firm.
The hot air blew and now we know
that leaf was used by Satan's blow.

It flipped and turned up in the breeze,
and filled itself with selfish ease.
Hot air blows deception's air
but don't forget, we put them there.

So when we vote, let's choose the leaf
who's tested pure and not a thief.
For our tree stands and always will -
if God we trust and honor still.

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

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Sunday, February 3, 2008

Now Me 2-3-08


I say that I love Jesus, and pray to Him each day.
But how can I love Jesus when I'm going my own way?
Do I really trust Him now, and do I really share -
Or ignore the 'least of these' and really do not care?

Can I wait another day to save a soul from death?
But who gives me tomorrow when I'm guaranteed no breath?
So why do I hold onto what - enslaves me to my wants?
And why do I so selfishly - hold to what Satan flaunts?

I cry when I see Jesus - who I've replaced with toys...
I cry when all alone I sit - without His greatest joys...
I cry when I see Jesus - my actions all deny...
I cry when I look to the cross - against the darkened sky...

I cry when I see Jesus - who I've replaced with chores...
I cry when all alone I sit - while blessings He outpours...
I cry when I see Jesus - I fall upon my face...
I cry when I look at His love - unbridled by His grace...

I cry when I see Jesus. My faults, can list them all...
I cry when I look to His face - and how He took my fall...
I cry when I see Jesus - my efforts fall short of...
I cry when I look to His face - yet floods me with His love...

I cry to Him when I am down. I cry to Him up there.
I cry to Him. I cry to Him. I cry my every prayer...
I cry when I am fastened down - as sin has tempted me...
I cry when I look to His face. From chains He sets me free!

I say that I love Jesus, and pray to Him each day.
But how can I love Jesus when I'm going my own way?
Do I really trust Him now, and do I really share -
Or ignore the 'least of these'? So do I really care?

Can I wait just one more day - to save a soul from death?
But who gives me tomorrow when I'm guaranteed no breath?
So why do I hold onto what - enslaves me to my wants?
And why do I so selfishly - hold to what Satan flaunts?

My faith cannot be split in two. I am not on the fence.
I'm hot or cold, but not lukewarm. Does that make any sense?
I've heard - or cannot hear. I'm blind – or I can see.
I'm either trusting in my God - or not. He sends now me.

©2008 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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