Some who claim to be Christians are not
– Some who claim to be Jews are not. (Rev 2.9&3.9) – eab, 11/15/08
Archive for February 1st, 2009
Reality?
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A Shell of a House
Posted in philosophy, poem, the home, tagged a deserted track, alone, blissful hours, boys who slid, bread was fluffy with leaven, candle lights, days long passed, Friendsville, gone is the bride, imagination, its story all run, ivory-brimmed, lawful gain, lies cold in the sun, Light heartily laughing, memories, mortals who've passed from this earth, nevermore, old quarry, old RR track, only the mind, pail, pumping answers, Pursuing, read by the fire, reading sire, scenes of the past, shell of a house, smile was near heaven, sorrow and pain, stair rail, Tennessee, the roof is bent, the study, the wall is rent, twinkle and mirth, usefulness over, will last, windows are gone, wood decayed on February 1, 2009| 1 Comment »
While on a walk down a deserted track,
Pursuing so far and about to turn back,
My eyes beheld in the midst of a field,
A scene, that to my mind did yield,
Visions of days long passed, of yore,
Imagination supplied the details of “before.” [1]
Gone are the boys who slid the stair rail,
The man who returned with the ivory-brimmed pail.
Gone are the boys who read by the fire,
Pumping answers from their reading sire.
Gone is the fair miss, whose smile was near heaven,
The mother whose bread was fluffy with leaven.
And gone is the bride from this portal, to her own,
Light heartily laughing, a lady full grown.
Gone are the moments of sorrow and pain,
As are the blissful hours of lawful gain.
Gone are the moments of twinkle and mirth,
Shared by mortals who’ve passed from this earth.
The candle lights the study nevermore.
The flickering flames dance not on the floor.
The wood is decayed – the wall is rent,
The windows are gone, the roof is bent.
The shell of a house lies cold in the sun,
Its usefulness over, its story all run.
And only the mind sees the scenes of the past,
Realizing that memories alone will last. -eab 2/79
[1] Was out thinking and praying along old RR track west of Friendsville, Tennessee (near old quarry where we got a fair amount of dead and/or down wood) and my imagination caught these sights.
George Beverly Shea – birth, Feb. 1, 1909
Posted in born today, poem, today in history, worship, tagged 100 years old today, 1909, Adam I. Shea, born this date, Canada, George Beverly Shea, God loves me, Ontario, sky, springtime and harvest, sunrise, sunset, the stars, the sun, The Wonder of It All, thrills my soul, today in history, Wesley Methodist Church, Winchester on February 1, 2009| Leave a Comment »
“The Wonder of It All”
There’s the wonder of sunset at evening
The wonder as sunrise I see
But the wonder of wonders that thrills my soul
Is the wonder that God loves me.
Refrain
O the wonder of it all,
The wonder of it all,
Just to think that God loves me
O the wonder of it all,
The wonder of it all,
Just to think that God loves me
2.
There’s the wonder of springtime and harvest
The sky, the stars, the sun
But the wonder of wonders that thrills my soul
Is the wonder that’s only begun.
George Beverly Shea was born this date (2/1/1909) in Winchester, Ontario, Canada. The house in which he was born is about a block or two west of the main section of town (on the main street). It is a frame house on the south side within very easy walking distance of the Wesley Methodist Church his dad, Adam I. Shea pastored. He is 100 years old today.
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