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World Poetry Day – “Just Checking In”

In honour of World Poetry Day, I dug through my old “Friday Poem” posts and found one of my favourite poems.  Enjoy 😉

This beautiful poem came to my via my mum, she was given it by a man who walked into the church reception, and he, in turn, had been sent it by his son in Africa.prayer

The author is unknown, but it is a truly beautiful poem. Enjoy.

Just Checking In

A minister passing through his church

In the middle of the day,

Decided to pause by the altar

To see who comes to pray.

 

Just then the back door opened,

And a man came down the aisle,

The minister frowned as he saw the man

Hadn’t shaved for a while.

 

His shirt was torn and shabby,

And his coat was worn and frayed,

The man knelt down and bowed his head,

Then rose and walked away.

 

In the days that followed at precisely noon,

The preacher saw this chap,

Each time he knelt for just a moment,

A lunch pail in his lap.

 

Well, the minister’s suspicions grew,

With robbery a main fear,

He decided to stop and ask the man,

“What are you doing here?”

 

The old man said he was a factory worker

And lunch was half an hour

Lunchtime was his prayer time,

For finding strength and power.

 

“I stay only a moment

Because the factory’s far away;

As I kneel here talking to the Lord,

This is kinda what I say:

 

I JUST CAME BY TO TELL YOU, LORD,

HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER’S FRIENDSHIP

AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

DON’T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,

BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY DAY.

SO JESUS, THIS IS BEN,

JUST CHECKING IN TODAY.”

 

The minister feeling foolish,

Told Ben that it was fine.

He told the man that he was welcome

To pray there anytime.

 

“It’s time to go, and thanks,” Ben said

As he hurried to the door.

Then the minister knelt there at the altar,

Which he’d never done before.

 

His cold heart melted, warmed with love,

As he met with Jesus there.

As the tears flowed down his cheeks,

He repeated old Ben’s prayer.

 

“I JUST CAME BY TO TELL YOU, LORD,

HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER’S FRIENDSHIP

AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

DON’T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,

BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY DAY.

SO JESUS, THIS IS ME,

JUST CHECKING IN TODAY.”

 

Past noon one day, the minister noticed

That old Ben hadn’t come.

As more days passed and still no Ben,

He began to worry some.

 

At the factory, he asked about him,

Learning he was ill.

The hospital staff were worried,

But he’d given them a thrill.

 

The week that Ben was with them,

Brought changes in the ward.

His smiles and joy contagious.

Changed people his reward.

 

The head nurse couldn’t understand

Why Ben could be so glad,

When no flowers, calls or cards come,

Not a visitor he had.

 

The minister stayed by his bed,

He voiced the nurse’s concern:

No friends had come to show they cared,

He had nowhere to turn.

 

Looking surprised, old Ben spoke up

And with a winsome smile;

“The nurse is wrong, she couldn’t know,

He’s been here all the while.

 

Every day at noon He comes here,

A dear friend of mine, you see,

He sits right down and takes my hand,

Leans over and say to me:

 

I JUST CAME BY TO TELL YOU, BEN,

HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER’S FRIENDSHIP

AND I TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

I THINK ABOUT YOU ALWAYS,

AND I LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY.

SO BEN, THIS IS JESUS,

JUST CHECKING IN TODAY!”

 

Many people will walk in and out of our lives, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

May God hold you in the palm of His hand and Angels watch over you…

…So friend, this is me…

“Just checking in today.”

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Friday Poem – Trees

A beautiful poem for this sultry Friday, by the American poet Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918). He was born in New Brunswick, New Jersey and died on 30th July 1918 on the battlefields of dancing treeFrance.

Trees

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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Out of the Mouthes of Babes – In the beginning…

God created light with a big bang!bigbang

So there you have it – question solved.

SC reckons that when God created light it would have made a big bang, so creationists and scientists can both claim victory 😉

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When God Created Mothers…

This is a poem I found by Erma Bombeck and American humourist, who wrote a newspaper column depicting suburban home life from the mid-1960s.Renaissance Madonna & Child

This poem is very clever and witty but more to the point very true!

When God Created Mothers

When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of “overtime” when the angel appeared and said. “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”

And God said, “Have you read the specs on this order?

  • She has to be completely washable, but not plastic.
  • Have 180 moveable parts…all replaceable.
  • Run on black coffee and leftovers.
  • Have a lap that disappears when she stands up.
  • A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair.
  • And six pairs of hands.”

The angel shook her head slowly and said. “Six pairs of hands…. no way.”

“It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” God remarked, “it’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have.”

“That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel. God nodded.

“One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, ‘What are you kids doing in there?’ when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. ‘I understand and I love you’ without so much as uttering a word.”

“God,” said the angel touching his sleeve gently, “Get some rest tomorrow….”

“I can’t,” said God, “I’m so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick…can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger…and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower.”

The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. “It’s too soft,” she sighed.

“But tough!” said God excitedly. “You can imagine what this mother can do or endure.”

“Can it think?”

“Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise,” said the Creator.

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.

“There’s a leak,” she pronounced. “I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model.”

“It’s not a leak,” said the Lord, “It’s a tear.”

“What’s it for?”

“It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride.”

You are a genius, ” said the angel.

Somberly, God said, “I didn’t put it there.”

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The Twelve Days of Christmas

SC has a book about Christmas, full of stories, traditions and carols, and amongst them is the true meaning of the carol “The 12 Days of Christmas”.12 days

It is thought this carol was written for the early Roman Catholics in England at a time when they were forbidden from openly practising their religion (between 1558 and 1829, as it happens, although there is no real evidence for this of course!). The carol was created so that children could secretly learn about the Christian faith whilst just seemingly being taught a song.

The words in the carol are like a secret code, with each object relating to some belief of the Christian faith.

So, here goes:

  • “On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me…” – where ‘true love’ signifies God, the true love of the world and ‘me’ being the Christian (man or woman) who receives Gods presents;
  • Partridge in a pear tree – Jesus;
  • Two Turtle Doves – the 2 books of the bible – Old and New Testaments;
  • Three French Hens – the Holy Trinity – the 3-in-1 – God, the father, the Son and the Holy Spirit;
  • Four Calling Birds – are the 4 Gospels in the New Testament (Matthew, Mark, Luke & John);
  • Five Gold Rings – are the first five books of the Bible called the Pentateuch or the Book of Moses or the Torah;
  • Six Geese-a-Laying – represent the 6 days it took God to create the world (if you believe that of course!);
  • Seven Swans-a-Swimming – are the 7 gifts of the Holy Spirit which are – wisdom, understanding, counsel, fortitude, knowledge, piety and fear of the Lord;
  • Eight Maids-a-Milking – are the 8 Beatitudes Jesus taught in the Sermon on the Mount – Blessed are the poor, those who mourn, the meek, those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, the merciful, the pure of heart, the peacemakers and those who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness – and not a cheesemaker amongst them (for all you Monty Python fans!)
  • Nine Ladies Dancing – are the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit, where the fruit symbolises the 9 visible attributes of a true Christian life – love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control;
  • Ten Lords-a-Leaping – the 10 Commandments;
  • Eleven Pipers Piping – are the 11 faithful apostles of Jesus;
  • Twelve Drummers Drumming – are the 12 points of the Apostles’ Creed, this is what is generally said in church as the Nicene Creed.

From a mathematical standpoint, if you add all the presents given up you get a total of 364! 1 less than a whole year!

Which means that if the religious meaning is true and true love represents God – then He loves you every day!

May you all have a truly wonderful Christmas full of peace, love and happiness.

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Out of the Mouthes of Babes – God

“Mummy,” said SC the other morning.

“Who made God?”

“God made the universe and everything, but who made Him?”

GULP!

I tried to do some very fast thinking, but I failed! So I did what I thought best and confessed that I didn’t know who made God. What else could I do?

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What does it mean to be spiritual?

Does it mean the same as having faith? Or can you be one without the other?

I would say that faith and spirituality are two separate and distinct features about a person. I firmly believe that you don’t have to have one to have the other.

I have faith. I believe there is an ultimate being somewhere out there – obviously, being Christian, for me that is God, but I also respect that other religions have their own ultimate being. I try to lead a good life and go to church pretty much every Sunday, listening to the sermon and trying to make sense of it through my own experiences in life. This is, after all the done thing if you have faith, isn’t it?

But.

To be honest, I find more peace, serenity and faith sitting alone in a church than I do when there is an entire congregation there. I also find this same feeling when I’m alone with my own thoughts on the top of a hill, in the middle of the countryside, or in the middle of the night. When I’m thinking and trying to make sense of my life.

And that, I believe, is why I also have spirituality. I believe in God, but I also believe we are more than just flesh and bones. We have a spirit, a soul, a thinking being, something that ultimately makes us what we are. To me the flesh and bones is just the canvas, our soul is the artwork and ultimately the beauty.

The one question that keeps popping into my head, and has done since I was a teenager, is what happens when we die? Sure I get the body wears out. But what about our souls?

If there is no higher plane, then surely our thoughts, feelings and emotions are nothing more than a chain reaction of several nerve signals sent from the brain, therefore (logical side kicking in), we should be able to switch off our feelings like we can switch off a tap?

But we can’t, can we? If we didn’t have souls, we wouldn’t be able to love another being, it would just be a simple case of procreation, no feelings, no emotion, no nothing. But we don’t, we search our entire lives to find that one true love, the one person who holds not only the key to our heart, but a ‘soul-mate’!

I firmly believe in souls, or spirits, for want of a better word.

So what is spirituality?

According to Wikipedia: Spirituality is belief in an ultimate, or alleged immaterial reality, an inner path enabling a person to discover the essence of his/her beinghttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spirituality

Doesn’t really explain much, does it?

But how do you find that inner path, the way to enlightenment?

Enlightenment comes from within.

It is ultimately about finding yourself, but I don’t believe you can find yourself on a distance learning course, a 2 week retreat, or even a 6 month jaunt to India.

You can only find yourself by making mistakes and learning from them.

Some people take a lifetime, some of us take several lifetimes 😉

Yes, I believe in reincarnation and that we have been on this earth many times in different guises. Why do you think we get that feeling of de ja vu?

For me, being spiritual is about being at one with myself. Yes, I’ve made mistakes, and no doubt I’ll make many more before this journey is over, but I don’t regret anything. I am happy within myself, I have found peace with my life. I can’t change what is ultimately my pre-destined path. I can alter directions, veer around rocks, try to fool myself, but at the end of the day I’ll still end up where I was meant to be.

I believe that sharing a spiritual experience with someone is a magical thing indeed. It can be anything from music and literature to religious rituals. It’s not just the meeting of two human beings, or even two minds, it is the meeting of two souls who make a deep connection.

And that connection can be stronger than anything you have ever experienced before. Whether that connection is destined to last for a few short minutes or a lifetime, who knows? But isn’t that ultimately what we are all searching for a connection with another soul?

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