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One Day-The Day-Today'

A mid-April Monday morn; Life began as usual in the college dorm. Students recovering from their weekend parties, The underachievers were razzing the resident "Smarties." Grabbing their books and heading out to class; Who could ever dream, This day would be their last? Shots rang out, human beings fell; A placid southern campus became a raging hell' Dozens of lives abruptly ended that sad day, So much promise, and potential, quickly blown away' Who was prepared and who was not, In which spiritual camp had each other cast his lot? There's a saying today that "Life comes at you fast," And one day everyone one of us will become part of the past. We are never told ahead just when that day might be, When we will be called to step out and begin our eternity' Jesus clearly told us, "I am the way." He created salvation's plan-and today is the day. To none of us is tomorrow ever guaranteed, This is the time, right now, to take care of your spiritual need' For it has been our sin that has kept God and us apart, Because that is the evil nature of the human heart' Repent of the years you've neglected Him,He will forgive you and cleanse your sin. When you accept the free gift offered by the Lord, Immediately, your fellowship with God will be restored. You can experience joy and peace within your heart, A brand new, exciting lifestyle will start. And when you are called upon to pass through Death's waiting door, You'll be at home with your Saviour forever more. Arthur Ball(H.S.L.P.) April 22, 2007

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Date: 9/13/2009 11:12:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry today Robert. I have enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/13/2009 6:18:00 AM
I see you believe.....I believe also but not as you do...I am never separate from God for I am part of the body of God therefore I am in a sense God, is your toe any less you? I simply try to be a good "tool" to be a part of him/her/it which moves life toward balance ..to function in the "light" not damning those choicen to be the balancing "tools" of darkness for both must exsist to exsist. Thank you so much for your sweet comments on M'ladies Favors
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Date: 9/12/2009 8:36:00 AM
Robert, I remember this shooting, but can't remember which campus it was. No one can ever foresee events such as this. These students were just going about their regular routines and, suddenly, the sniper starts claiming lives. The shooting was tragic, but I like the spiritual advice you gave at the end. We all strive to make a difference in this world and I believe you have with the message in this write. Outstanding poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 9/12/2009 7:53:00 AM
In case you might not have guessed this is a poem from the shooting in the southern campus a few years back, hope you enjoy it, Robert A. Ball
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