Not then as mingling personage,
and its resort,
nor as linguistic parsonage
in moments scored!
So also referenced structuring
the church in ford,
oft marks the course in buffering
a message heard!
The sight of Christ, so ruffling
with wonders chord,
all else is stemmed from suffering
I know of Christ, not muttering
in daily towards
as did address my sauntering
from human board!
The bonds so striven emptily
as merits hoard
cannot compare with brevity
His presence . . . soared!
Note ~ My only Son had married in Brookings, S. D., and he and wife were transferred to Iowa. I had hoped for a continuing relationship. They were transferred four times with his
Enron pipeline job ~ then the Company went under. But before leaving South Dakota I
was headed out to their home (they had left) and near a turn, where a School was blocking
the street ~ under a Street light ~ I witnessed the image of Jesus, he looked like the
paintings, in white, a mirage of a sort. Saying "Don't give up hope" the impact was so
real I started to drive, and drove past My sons home, and kept going, crying and filled
with so much awe ~ I ended up in Minnesota by a Lake Preston, and just kept sobbing and
feeling so special, I had seen what the world was waiting to see. Jesus is a personal
Savior ~ I would hope everyone could have such an encounter. My fear, disappointment,
pain everything else was swept away. Take Care!