Mar 14, 2017

A great big hill called hope . . . .summit ahead



So long we all been climbing up this hill called the seculation of our society
Without realising that there nothing but an empty house that deserted of all common sense at the top
The road near the top takes a few turns
Offers a nice view but it's a bit of a shocker at the top


But it had so much promise from what we knew and had experiance 
We threw out the sandcastle and play pen
We threw Jesus out of the sandpit
Then we discovered life is so silent lacks true, deep purpose
God and Christ became swear words
Looking at our neighbour and their needs no longer had value
Doing our thing became acceptable
Children got neglected
The aged got forgotten
Some values got altered 
Smiles disappeared and those simple moments got forgotten
Maybe your thinking well kevin waller going to say that he a believer in God
But here's the rub
I'm hearing it all over
We need to return to the garden
Good news is it still possible
All things are....time to repent (that means turn around,go another way ) take a long hard look back to the sandpit 
Back to yesterday when you threw away Jesus stuff and God thoughts and ideas was there something of value we need to hold onto? . . bring back to the lives we now live?

I think so . . . .

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"