Weigh them.

Set them upon a balancing scale.

Abortion on one hand . . .  capital punishment on the other.

Which life weighs heavier? Which life is more important?

The unborn or the fully developed, mature man or woman.

Truth is, all lives are important and valuable.

When you cry against abortions out of one side of your mouth and pro capital punishment of out of the other, you are a hypocrite  and no better than the sinner that you are stoning.

Both are apples and oranges.

Case closed.

 

I noticed time and time again.

In a card game of chance

When matched with other cards,

The deuce of spade wins.

 

Like the deuce of spade

In another game of chance

Death trumps all life.

 

Sometimes he creeps and steals

Taking a poor soul by surprise.

Other times he lingers for years

Tormenting long before taking lives.

Glory S. Davis

Nothing raises the spirit like the coming of spring.

A long life of reasonable health and strength

Is a testament of a good life, a good life well spent.

So when you see Aunt Mel at home or Sunday school

Know that she spent her life clinging to God’s rules.

 

Like no other, she radiates a calm, quiet spirit

And no one can come near it

For she is so gentle, gracious and kind

Another one like her is very hard to find.

 

What do you expect a ninety-one year old to show

When you see her daily as she   come and go?

An old person that’s broken down

In a wheel chair and carried all around?

 

Oh no, not our Aunt Mel.

She is an independent lady that’s doing quite well.

She’s not an old person just happy to be alive;

She’s a young soul that moves like fifty, maybe sixty-five.

 

She a classy lady that’s a classy dresser.

Take a look now and assess her.

From her head down to her feet. . .

Nothing is out-of-place or off beat.

 

And what do you expect a nonagenarian to know

When you see her daily as she come and go?

Is she a forgetful person who knows nothing at all

Who has no recent memory or long-term recall?

 

Oh no, not our Aunt Mell

Ask her. She can tell wonderful tales

Of life’s good fortunes and all its ails,

Of hurricanes and destructive storms,

And how she made it over in God’s loving arms.

 

Watch her in church school or Bible class

She’s not the first, but certainly not the last.

She volunteers for a report before some of the rest

And she seldom complains about taking a test.

 

So, when you see Aunt Mel,

You see a beautiful angel sent

To display her life as a testament

For us to use as our personal guide

To lead us home to God’s loving side.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.”  Martin L. King, Jr.

Today Lord, I bow to you and pray.
Please give thought to what I say

We, like your beloved Israelites of old,
Have fallen captive to a despicable rogue.

He favors the richest one percent,
Forsaking those to whom you were sent.

Lord, your people are dying here without health care.
And, some are freezing with no clothes to wear.

Children suffers the most of all,
And some are housed in stalls like dogs.

And, it is such a shameful, shameful pity
To see homeless squalor in our great city.

Oh Lord, It is for this today I pray
Raise up a savior and send him our way.

Just as you did for your Israelite crew,
Send us a Moses to deliver us too.

Glory S. Davis

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