Best Faithwife Poems
“I’ve always honored and admired the strength of our men and women in combat”
But saying ‘thank you’ always seemed kind of trite, how could I show my true
gratitude
I’m just an ordinary man, nothing to brag about just a guy in the crowd
But one day special, no, it was more than just that. God called upon me to where a
different hat.
Driving down a road in search of camping site, I stumbled upon a ranger’s station
that offered some light. He showed us a map, and told us of wonderful camping,
amenities galore a true camper’s delight.
For a mere certain price, we could get a sight for the night. Insulted at thinking of
having to pay to enter God’s country, I humbly said ‘Thank you, maybe another day’.
My wife could see that something was amiss, we returned to the car and she asked
what was wrong. I told her I didn’t know, it wasn’t the money, just something wasn’t
right, let’s move on
We headed back toward the town we’d just left, when a big white truck went flying
on by, we could see two young men, shouting and hooting… I remember thinking “ I
remember those days”
We watched as the truck went over the hill then a crash and a bang, and a flurry of
dust. Let’s turn around and see what has happened. We got to the scene and a
crowd was standing around. The truck had flipped over, and smoke was everywhere.
I noticed quite oddly, no one was helping out, like a crowd in a circus just watching a
freak show. I looked at a man and said, “Are you just going to stare?” What can I
do? I don’t know how to help. I walked to the victims and immediately saw; these
men were in trouble and needed my help. My wife was still in the car and I told her
to get out, ‘get the first aid kit and follow me quick.’ The first guy was sitting in the
middle of the road, not a shirt on his back, and a wound that was deep, exposing the
bone. Alert to my questions I asked if he was okay, “I can’t find my girl” she was with
me today. My wife came from behind and noticed the boy. “Oh my god, he looks like
our son” I told her to stay with him, don’t let him drift off, or he’ll be done.
Led by a strong unseen hand
But I couldn’t do it
My own proud weakness
Deuteronomy 22: 13-21
A marriage shall be considered valid only if the wife is a virgin.
If the wife is not a virgin she shall be executed
A lonely man laid down in his bed
Written By Dean Masciarelli
October 28, 2009 (10:01am)
A lonely man laid down in his bed
As he began to cry and grieve
Because his wife was no longer by his side
Because she had recently died
And he had lost all of his desires to live
And he really didn’t know how he could
possibly survive without her by his side
Because there was nothing in the world
that he cherished more then his wife’s love
Because she loved him more then anyone did
As he loved her till the day that she died
But that night before he went to sleep
He kneeled down by his bed side
And he prayed to the Lord
To lift him up from
The heavy burdens that he carried
So that the good Lord could
Give him the strength that he didn’t have
So that he could continue to live without
his wife by his side
Because he knew in his heart
that is what
his wife would have wanted