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He Pleases Us

have you ever thought of 
How God loves us
the gifts he gives
our five senses
and how they work

have you thought of God
being an artist or a philosopher 
or an architect at work

has Him being a physicist
or biologist ever crossed
your mind

has God used the sciences
ever to be kind

is music man's only gift
or the songs of whale's
and porpoises desolate
and the howls of wolves
and dogs just nothing

isn't when we make love 
something

we all love music 
a wonderful thing
but who's ideal was it
to bring a bow to a string

we see flowers winter spring
summer and fall
but who added the fragrance
to the rose

what adapted us
to the way we live
some in icy climates
and others deserts heat

who trained us for 
the way we live

the thieves in the ghettos
and the thieves in offices'

little do men know
that God inspired books
sometimes unholy
men take a second look

sometimes God appears 
in the words of a song
we listen over and over
and play it all day long

God is in the blessing
and God is in the curse
God is in the making
of our prayers and verse

God has made us beautiful 
for the eye's to see
and God has made us mindful
of equality

And in our minds are kept
some great reason or cause
our passion when displayed
we worship Him as Lord


Premium Member Game Over

Seventy years ago I became involved in a game.
A game, which allotted me no times out,
Nor was I given the ability to punt.
I have played this game not always full out,
But have never ceased to believe
That I would be more than a marginal player,
Because God is my coach;
This game, at times, has found me with feelings dinged,
Ego bruised, and requiring time in the whirlpool.
There have been times when I would have chosen to lateral
But life made no provision for that.
During times when obstacles seemed insurmountable,
And I was penalized by the odds,
God, my coach, allowed me to prevail.
There were times when youthful impatience,
Or perhaps the Devil,
Told me "Go for it all",
And invariably I would fall incomplete,  
Or one of life's speed bumps would sack me.
At other times I've ripped off huge chunks of yardage
Quickly moving the chains down the field,
And into the red zone;
Today, I find myself in the fourth quarter,
And inside the two-minute warning;
Since I'm destined to be a winner,
And God will soon take me from this game
The most promising option left
Is to take a knee and wait for time to expire.
Then Heavens scoreboard will read GAME OVER.
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