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Spider's Web


While standing at my back door... looking out into the night... My eye caught the sight of a spider building her web... I watched in awe as she worked... creating and stretching every section to perfection...In so many ways... I thought...my life was built in much the same manner... looking for perfection... refining it... and gathering it in from all corners to complete the structure of my life... the silks of the finest... to form the web of happiness...endurance, and finally security...and faith, and ...yes... togetherness in love, and friendships... "Forever"
Just like with God... his... unselfish... untiring... endless... and always forgiving... web of love for us... We are the fine silks of his creation... his foundation in life... he gave us life so we could enjoy the creations of his world...he gave us strength to weather the storm... A Light In The Night to protect us...He gave us his son... that we might have life everlasting... the webbing of Eternal life with him....amen..

(gjs)

Golden Glass

While traveling over this land...
I stopped in a great hotel...
Where money spoke the loudest...
And insured a treatment well...
The place was quite magnificent...
Silk bed draped and trimmed in brass...
Across the front.. two stories high...
Was all rose colored glass...
Upon the dark wine carpet...
All through it's massive frame..
The marble statuettes shone brightly...
Like flowers in the rain....
Hanging down from great carved ceilings...
Were cyrstal chandleries...
Where cut glass shone like diamonds...
From many tinkling tiers...
The room obtained was velvet draped...
And that in royal blue...
The carpet there of purest white...
The gold trim shone like new...
The bed like some great white cloud...
Alone in a clear blue sky..
Each item in it's own right place...
Nothing could be found awry...
I strolled all threw the corridors...
And drank deep of sight so grand...
It seemed each item had been touched...
By some angelic hand...
Then I saw while strolling down...
One silk papered hall...
A great and golden looking glass...
There hanging on the wall....
Beneath that golden mirrow...
Was a little painted shelf...
Upon which sata gilted edge sign...
Which read "Behold Yourself"
It said " Look well.. what do you see..
Within this silvery glass my friend...
Has the face looking back at you...
Obtained it's selfish end"
I sat upon a velvet chair...
And stared down at the floor...
For what that sign had made me see...
Was something to abhor...
I never thought of myself... you see...
As being full of greed...
It's odd how people fail to see...
Their own mistakes and needs...
Since that day... I've often thought...
Of that place all trimmed in brass...
And slowly I've begun to change...
What I saw within that glass...
(gjs
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Child's Miracle

Last night I saw a man and child..
Pass by my little store..
It brought back long dead memories..
Of times that had been before..
Back when the girl was just a child..
Of maybe eight or nine..
The man who is her father..
Was marked by scars of time..
You see.. back when the child was small..
Say maybe.. two or three..
Her Mother who was wild and reckless..
Was killed on a drunken spree..
The man who once stood tall and proud..
Now bent with broken heart..
Turned his sorrow into wine..
And caused his friends to part..
For six long years..his life ran on..
Into an endless wasted vein..
Then I saw a scene one night..
I'll never see again..
He was lying in a dirty gutter..
His money was all gone..
A little girl was holding his head...
And crying "Daddy please come home"..
She found she could not move him..
So I drew near to aid..
Then I heard that young child's voice..
And this is what she said..
"Dear God".."
Please make my daddy wake up..
I've got to take him home..
"Dear God"" I need your help so bad...
I can not go alone"..
"And God..I wish you would find away..
To make my Dad forget..
About the way Mom did him..
Lord please don't let him fret"..
"I know I'm asking quite a lot..
But please forgive his sins..
I know that he would ask you..
If he don't get drunk again"..
"Please help us Lord.. we need you..
I'm asking once again..
Thank you for listening..
In Jesus name amen"..
And then I saw a miracle..
As that man got to his feet..
Then said.."Come home with me dear child"..
And they moved on off down the street..
The very next Sunday.. they both were there..
Their eyes were filled with light..
I heard him as knelt to pray..
And gave the Lord his life..
The Lord answered that young child's prayer..
And true they've both remained..
He healed the wounds the world had caused..
And took away the pain..
If I live to be a hundred..
No matter where I stray!..
I never will forget...
The night I heard that young child...
"Pray"
(gjs)



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" The Ultimate Sacrifice"


Beloved Melody

A sound that makes my mind return,
To a babbling brook in spring.
It plucked the strings of a joy filled heart,
And caused my soul to sing.
That sound was more precious than gold,
Or the gems the world find so rare..
For it lifted the mind from the smothering mire,
Of all worldly troubles and care.
That sound that was so sweet to my ears long ago,
Was like the birds that call out from the wild.
It was a sound sent straight from Heaven above.
That sound was the voice of a child.
If this silence was lifted from off my ears.
And I was given one moment to hear.
I'd ask that the entire world be silent..
And the children brought near.
(gjs)


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