Today's Blog is by Captain Morgan
I had to give a devotional at church Sunday - something from the heart about what the church means to me. So I wrote a poem:
‘Twas The Night Before Sunday
(With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore)
‘Twas the night before Sunday, and all through the casa
all the creatures were stirring, “Caramba Que’ Pasa?”
A friend he had asked me to speak at my church
And now I stand here – deep in a lurch.
The music was playing some chill rocking blues,
And Molly was on-line reading the news.
I tried to imagine what I would say
And dreading the sunshine of that new day.
When out of my bible there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my couch to see what was the matter.
I opened the good book and what did I see?
But God’s Holy word speaking to me.
I gazed at the words with such awe and such wonder
I heard what they meant with a loud clap of thunder
The angelic glow of the heavenly host
Gave new meaning to HIM, the ONE with the most.
“Oh Lord” I did pray,
“How can I celebrate with you today?”
“How can I share with the ones that I love?”
“the ones you have brought me here from above”?
When what to my questioning heart should appear
But a wonderful service full of good cheer
With music so vibrant, so current and cool
I knew in a minute it must be Re-Fuel
Insightful and hopeful, John’s sermons ring true
and Katie’s child lessons explain them for you.
With wonderful learning’ from the Pit Crew
And lots of good food shared by those new.
And then, in a vision, I felt in my heart,
The love and the caring of each person’s part.
As I prayed to the Lord of all that is real
(With the help of our reverend, Pastor John Peel)
I heard Our God say so loud and so clear
“this is the reason I brought you both here -
now finish the service and get on with your mission –
Spread all of my word to those that are missing”
My Trinity Friends, as we leave here today,
“Know that HE loves us, and let us all pray”
Monday, September 29, 2008
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1 comment:
That was great!!!! So creative!!!
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