It has been my observation―
And you can quote me on this if you like―
That most people are fairly well-behaved
When they are behaving well.
When you see them falling short,
It’s often not so much because they don’t
Know any better as it is because
They don’t want any better.
Pardon me for bring up the difference
In a world that would rather pretend
There is none, but I need to know
When you say “love”, what kind you mean.
Wouldn’t it be something
If it were to turn out that after
All these years of modest success,
I should chance to discover in myself
An honest-to-goodness superpower in such
A surprisingly-mundane thing as getting
Sufficient help from my friends!
And wouldn’t it be something
If I could be a great-enough
Blessing to them that they
Should find it worth their
Time to tend to me!
He got a love letter
Its seven pages consuming him for a week
Until he had it practically memorized,
And had pored over each phrase to be sure
He knew what it must mean.
They think that hearing the preacher
Talk about the Bible is pretty much
The same as knowing it for themselves.
When she said “yes” to his proposal,
She had thought she was also saying “yes”
To all her dreams coming true.
That’s how it had felt.
Continue reading When She Said “Yes”If it should be my good fortune
To be invited to live there forever,
I hope there’s learning in Heaven.
I hope they don’t just grant me
All understanding in a moment,
But that I’m allowed to keep on learning.
Many fools at church will assume
That they will understand the Bible
Readily enough without any need
For cognitive grunting or sweating or stretching.