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So You Say
By Franklin Price
12/1/2015
So you say you are a Christian
You believe and praise the Lord
Tell of all his teachings
And with him are one accord
Spread his word to others
Tell of his sacrifice
Think the telling of the happening
Should more than just suffice
Do you turn your face from suffering?
Keep more than what you need?
Ignore the poor and hungry?
Put down the one's who don't succeed?
Are you selfish with your earnings?
Keep everything yourself?
Put all of what you've gathered,
Out of reach upon a shelf?
Doesn't seem that you're a Christian
To spread the word and not the deed
If there are extras on the shelf
There are other mouths to feed
There other people hurting
That could use a hand from you
If you believe you are a Christian
That is something you should do
Jesus walked and talked the lesson
Better to give than to receive
Do you feel a little guilty,
Want your conscience to relieve?
Then give a little of yourself
Your money and your time
You'll be the Christian you believe
Being Christian's not a crime.
He rode in to Santa Fe one summer day on a broken-down, sweaty nag.
All he owned was the clothes on his back and the Bible in his saddle bag.
He wore a suit of black, an old slouch hat, both so dusty and frayed.
He was an itinerant preacher man by the name of Jeremiah Slade.
Beneath his well-worn duds he wore a brace of pistols on his hips,
With the 'sinners' in towns he occasionally enjoyed a couple-a nips!
His District Superintendent took a very dim view of his associations,
Warnin' that it might lead him into very injudicious temptations!
He dismounted, hitched his hoss and brushed the dust from his suit,
And strolled to Clancy's Saloon, well-known as a house of ill-repute!
He sauntered up to the bar and pointed to a jug of whiskey on the shelf,
Sayin', "Bartend, hand me that bottle. I'll pour three-fingers fer myself!"
He leaned with his back to the bar surveyin' the riotous scene before him.
The debauchery he viewed indicated reapin' souls looked mighty grim,
But he drawed his guns and hammered the butts on the bar fer attention!
"By Gawd!" he thundered, "I intend to clean up this place is my intention!"
With that the dancin', brawlin' and gamblin' came to an abrupt cease!
"Now, I want y'all to find Jesus and give each other the kiss of peace!"
Forty-two souls searched and found Him that day in Clancy's Saloon!
He praised the Lord, sayin', "That's a purty good haul and it ain't even noon!"
The new saints were shoutin' "Hallelujah!" and he roared, "Now hold on there!
I remind y'all I don't preach fer nothin' and if'n y'all would care to share,
I'll pass the hat and as Jesus said, ''Tis better to give than to receive!"
He gave some to the bartend, sayin' "Set 'em up!" With that he took his leave!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
Not fitting in, I believe, is more blessing than curse – and not being like the rest of the pack is more fortunate than a smile or kiss. Are you one of the few who knows that being different isn’t necessarily something to be ashamed of? ~ quote by poet
All the lonely people, the ones who live in fear
Of the loneliness that’s taking them
Through anxiety and doubt, worries that haunt
And feelings that taunt the spirit
Are the ones who need to know for certain
They’re loved beyond words or expression
All the mourning hearts, the ones who are in pain
Filled with sorrow that rests on their soul
Grief that teases and torments with dark thoughts
Leading their minds into anguish that aches
With weeping that whispers across naked wounds
In need of a light to brighten their gloom
All the ones who are different and wonder
Through this world with a dread for
The distinction that makes them seem a little
More wise or simple or any other alteration
These are the people in need of a kindness
From someone who can give without expectation
It is better to give than to receive – always
Give your smile to one in need of gentleness
Your embrace to one in need of a caress
Your encouragement to one in need of direction
Your light to one who is living in black dismay
Your love to one who is held up by their faith
I believe moms can make it right, all day and all night.
I believe dads tell the best bed time stories, they tell them with all their glories.
I believe my kitten is oh so soft, do not leave him in the loft.
I believe my grandma is the very best, much better when she gets some rest.
I believe my grandpa loves ice cream, he reads me a book so I can dream.
I believe because I believe, it is much better to give than to receive.
8/9/2019 Edward Ibeh Why I Believe
I'd rather owe it to you than cheat you out of it
never loan money it never returns
If you do the same thing over and over
you're in your comfort zone
Fences make good neighbors
a thirty-foot wall makes them better
You have to break eggs to make an omelet
milk a cow so we can add some cheese
Little white lies are nicer than the raw truth
explains that twenty-two trillion national debt
We can always remain, friends
loan me twenty-two trillion dollars
It is better to give than to receive
only if your the receiver and not the giver
You're only as old as you feel
thank you, Methuselah
I feel like crap
you smell like it too
Smile and the world smiles with you
it is lonely in my padded cell
Somethings are best unsaid
Poppycock!
to my brother timothy
i wanted to give u something that u would treasure and adore,
so i give this small and precious gift once given from before,
i remember when u claimed him and took him off of my bed,
i complained and mom said "he's little, let him have it, it's just a stuffed bear"
she said,
little did i know the comfort you'de receive later from this tiny little bear,
you gripped him tight underneath your arms with tender, loving care,
each day i'de watch u carry him everywhere, and later came to understand,
that this gift once received when i was sick, was soon meant to be placed in your
hands,
god knew the comfort of this bear at the time that u would need,
and taught me my very first lesson in life, it is better to give than to receive,
i go back in time to count the things gods shown me to view his love,
to use the smaller things in life that he's sent from up above,
he gives us tokens, big and small, to teach us of who he is,
what u think in life belongs to u, is not really yours but his,
it's in these small things that touch our hearts, and directs us where we should
go,
to show us his infinite, undying love for us, and helps our character to grow.
l love you with all my heart, and am so proud of you.
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I Have Just One Small Question
By Franklin Price
9/26/2015
I have just one small question
It's a puzzlement to me
What is the major tenet
Of Christianity
For each of us it is belief
That Christ died for our sins
To pave our way to heaven
Where eternal life begins
It really sounds quite easy
There to spend those endless days
After passing from this present life
Believing is the only way
For me it's not so easy
We must live the way Christ taught
Loving one another always
Cannot be sold cannot be bought
Treat others as we would ourselves
Help others to be free
Believing that Christ died for us
Is only just the start for me
Not a matter of convenience
When it behooves us to believe
Not take at cost to others
Better to give than to receive
Try hard not to waver
To not on purpose sin
Show others by example
Then Christianity begins
Looks like the question's not so small
Hard to live a Christian's days
But if you do peace comes to you
A way of life not just a phase
I Could Have Been
By Franklin Price
6/22/2014
I could have been a lot of things I'm really glad I'm not
A liar and a cheater a druggie and a sot
A selfish inconsiderate treating others quite unfair
Looking down from my exalted perch my nose up in the air
My pockets full of money earned through any means at all
With unappreciative peons at my daily beck and call
Friends because I give them almost everything they need
While I use them any way I can to satisfy my greed
None of these are who I am I could name so many more
But that would be a waste of time and make my fingers sore
Let me provide some insight into who I think is me
And how I've traveled through this life and how things ought to be
To top the list above all else try to love your fellow man
Many make it difficult they don't seem understand
It's not do unto others before they do unto you
It's try to put yourself into the other person's shoe
Think long and hard before you speak be careful what you say
For words come back to bite you in many unexpected ways
Make friends because you like them not for what they can do for you
And hope that in befriending you that is their real reason too
Don't think you are better than ones who have a little less
For oh so many reasons their lives could be in such a mess
Be grateful that you're fortunate put a smile upon your face
For misfortune could easily visit you and put you in their place
Do not envy others who have a little more than you
If you work a little harder then you can have it too
It's not about the things you have but how you look at life
It's far too short to dwell on things that only cause you only strife
If you give unto others expect nothing in return
It's better to give than to receive that's something I have learned
And if it just so happens that some reciprocate
Hope it's not because they owed but that they appreciate
Consider before acting how the action makes you feel
If it's less than positive it's not too late to change the deal
It's only you that needs to know just who you need to be
And when looking in the mirror you still like the one you see
God Blessed Me with a Father
by Franklin Price
5/20/2018
God blessed me with a father. He's been gone for quite a while.
I still have great memories; most which make me smile.
He never downed another for anything they might believe,
Gave of himself to others, better to give than to receive
As a religious, moral man, no one could better be.
Every day our church doors opened we were there for all to see.
He could have been a preacher, but the calling wasn't there.
He participated otherwise to show the Lord he cared.
He believed that he was guided, by the hand of God was led
Said a prayer, of thanks, at every meal and before he went to bed
They were not long or asking prayers, but simple and direct,
To let the Lord know he was thankful and he wanted to connect.
As I look back and reminisce, think of the man who now is me,
I see my father often, he was the man I strive to be.
I pray, when my life's over, that someone left will say,
He's gone but not forgotten, I try to live my life his way
Four Wheels
I saw a stranger in a wheelchair.
At the gym shooting hoops by herself.
The courage to keep on going.
No care toward what someone else would be saying.
In a big room all to yourself.
Enjoying life, with no one else.
When was the last time you helped out a stranger?
New memories they would be thankful for.
It’s better to give than to receive.
On four wheels, she was being the best she could be.
Do you ever take time out to wonder?
How can the brave move forward?
Just doing her own thing.
She wouldn’t have it any other way.
Someone like them inspires me.
Keep on going to the finish line you see.
Don’t take anything for granted.
The wheels spin in so many directions.
Maybe I’m just observant.
Seeing someone trying on their own.
No excuses for me not to go to the gym.
All the hard work will pay off to be slim.
Just put your foot in the door.
Work your heart out and drop to the floor.
I didn’t even know her name.
If I skipped a day, I have no one else to blame.
The one that shot hoops gave her all.
I guess her favorite sport would be basketball.