Notable Souls

We’re really not too different
in what we do and say.
This thing we call tradition
just makes us act that way.
We’d rather not admit it,
but let’s accept as norm,
we often lack good reasons
for deeds which we perform.

Of course, we all should honor
our leaders of the past,
and cherish what they’ve taught us
in principles that last.
But since God asks perfection,
we dare not trust in man;
though ever so enlightened,
all fail to meet God’s plan.

We may be much enamored
by heroes of the past,
impressed by deeds of greatness,
which halos on them cast.
But they had their shortcomings,
and sins, as you and I;
and when they closed their mission,
were called upon to die.

Some were more right than others,
but none right all the time.
Just One who walked in history
we credit as sublime!
’Tis He who wrought redemption;
He came to save the lost;
no other name is given,
none else could pay the cost.

So, learn we should from others
whose lives have moble worth,
but worship the Lord Jesus,
who gives us the new birth.
For peace that passes knowledge,
relief from sinful lust,
let’s fix our eyes on Jesus;
He’s worthy of our trust.

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Picture: Five Living Presidents, imgur.com, accessed online August 8, 2017

Honoring Mother

The Bible states, “give honor”
to whom it’s rightly due.
If we’re alert, we’ll notice
some noble traits and true
applying to our mother,
so often overlooked,
performing many duties—
like untold meals she’s cooked.

She doesn’t want our flattery,
nor worship (true of some).
Sincere appreciation
is what makes a mother hum!
Her routine is not simple—
perhaps appears that way;
but stitches, steps and service
fill many a grueling day.

Decisions! Oh, so many,
and complex, she must make;
and is she then called stupid
for making one mistake?
How many things we ask her
and she’s supposed to know—
from finding books to car keys,
and little thanks we show.

So once a year we honor
and I don’t say it’s wrong,
but this is not sufficient
to fill Mom’s life with song.
On days routine or hectic,
let’s learn to lend a hand
and thank God for a mother
He only could have planned.

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Home Life Improvement

A mother is human
and to keep her from fumin’
must know that she’s appreciated.
On duty untold hours
with phenomenal powers,
yet “doesn’t work”—so she’s rated!

Through years, in her prime,
everyday, all the time,
there’s someone to watch, never ending.
Instructions go bad,
leaving her lone and sad;
“We forgot”—on us she was depending.

Distractions are sure,
on the phone, at the door.
The floors, how soon they get dirty!
Washing dishes and clothes,
countless chores, no one knows!
Yet she’s always supposed to look pretty.

If her patience wears thin,
let’s not call it a sin;
the reason to us may be hazy.
Just give her a hand;
stop to think—understand!
Maybe some of us really are lazy.

Don’t just throw things around
on the dresser or ground;
try to spare her some unneeded movement.
If she knows that you care,
and at least try to share,
your home life will show great improvement!

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