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You’re in charge Lord, of all we do and all we say,

From the day of our birth to our dying day.

All the decades, all the desires, all the delights,

Every land mile, each boat mile, all the flights.

For the man, You’re in charge of a choice wife;

For the lady, You decide who’s man of her life.

For the couple, You handle conception;

One child, no child, several; without exception.

You direct a man to be merchant, or teacher

Doctor, carpenter, animal man, or firm preacher.

You give the lady talents to keep the home:   

Cleaning, ironing, and either cooking or laundry foam.

You decide where we live, country or town,

A house of gloom or glee, smiles or a frown,

Upscale, modern, traditional ranch, track,

Older unpainted, tidy, but little more than a shack.

You Lord, guide us to the right fellow believers;

Protecting us from sheep-clothed-wolves – deceivers.

Send us where the Word is “front and center,”   

Where light is allowed to dawn and enter.

You decide if we live to grow old, then older,

Or face cancer or other problems, weak or bolder.

How wonderful to have a daily, careful Guide,

Through decades untiring, by our soul’s side,

Through cross-roads, intersections, You show the way,

Till we join Enoch, in the Eternal bliss of Your day!

You, Lord are finally in charge

Of the day we the body disembark.

And as the soul has directed in care,

Up, up, up with You, see that it journeys there.

          –eab, 5/7/08

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Committed, He came from the realm of great grace.

Committed, descended, to earth’s meanest place.

Committed, He took on man’s body, man’s face.

Thank God for Christ’s birth, everyday.

 

Committed, returned from His temple-time talk.

Committed, returned to a carpenter’s “walk.”

Committed to “parent’s” control –  with no balk. 

Thank God for Christ’s childhood and play.

 

Committed, selected twelve men from the crowd.

Committed He taught them to never be proud.

Committed, He raised more than one from the shroud.

Thank God for Christ’s teaching-time stay.

 

Committed, He would not redemption abort.

Committed, He silently stood in the court.

Committed – disciples reneged their support.

Thank God Christ held satan “at bay.”

 

Committed, He hung on a rough wooden frame.

Committed, redeemed one hung near Him, the same

Committed, died bearing earth’s sorrow and shame.

Thank God Christ freed all who obey.

 

Committed, He rose from His new-borrowed grave

Committed was He – now to death we’re no slave

Committed like Father, He too freely gave

 – Commit to Him Friend, while you may.  -eab, 11/26/07

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