Gander Story Poems

June 5, 2007

An Obvious Need 6-5-07

“Dear Lord and Savior, hear my plea.
I've one request - wait, two or three....
This time though, I'm in a fix,
so maybe there'll be five or six....

Please answer quickly, hear me now
and I'll pray daily - that's my vow.
Unlike before, please don't postpone,
for really Lord, You should have known.

I've sacrificed so much for You,
for years been nagged by 'you know who'....
The children too, yell at the spouse -
we really need a larger house....

My boat is bleached from Your hot sun
so I really need a brand new one.
My wardrobes full - but can't wear those,
for Heaven knows I need new clothes.

You know I just went out to eat,
‘all I could eat' - wow, what a treat -
topped it off with cream and cake -
so take away my stomach ache.

I've tried so hard to lose some weight,
from all this fat that You create....
I feel so tired and weak somehow,
so give me strength - I need it now.

Oh, thank You for my new guitar,
my brand new camper, one more car,
but vacation's what I really need -
roller coasters, lots of speed.

You are so great. I know You care,
so answer now, my simple prayer.
These aren't mere words, these are my needs
and if You grant, I've more good deeds....

There's so much more I'd ask of You,
with credit cards long overdue....
But you, dear Lord, must surely know,
the fish are biting. I must go.

I only ask for what I need.
These are not 'wants' so please proceed.
Stay close to me. I'll call again.
Please grant me what I need, Amen.”

©2007 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Matthew 6:9-13 (KJ)

9After this manner therefore pray ye:
Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.
10Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
11Give us this day our daily bread.
12And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
13And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil:
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever.
Amen.

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June 1, 2007

Creator and Destroyer... 6-1-07

In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the earth,

with love, perseverance, and His gift through Mary’s virgin birth.

In the end, man destroys - for what it's really worth.

What's our goal? Where's the truth in what we have in store -

for have we focused selfishly - not on what went before?

Yes, God created, but man destroys through hate and angry war.

Man demands an answer. He's asks himself, "But why?"

He prays to God or Allah, seeks for peace from way up high -

then withdraws to his own measures - to truth he will deny.

Sin IS the cause for everything that's lacking in this world -

and that's why man destroys it all in wars that he has hurled.

Oh, but God will someday come. His wrath will be unfurled.

Man still seeks an answer though - in one he can agree....

but he won't find it in himself despite his loudest plea.

The answer still awaits him yet, through full humility....

Is there hope? God only knows - what all man desecrates,

through all of our self-centeredness, and sin that still awaits.

Will man continue to destroy - or love what God creates?

Man is educated, wise - with tools at his command,

but that age, old answer eludes him. Does he really understand?

Is the answer in our self - or is it in God's hand?

In the beginning, God created - through truth and grace, His love.

In the end, man destroys - to love he gives a shove,

-as he focuses on sin and self, instead of God above....

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May 15, 2007

Yellow Stained Page 5-15-07

I sat in my room with Bible in hand,

trying to fully, to best understand;

But as I looked down, all I could see -

was a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

I turned my mind to another thought,

became discouraged, became distraught;

I concentrated - but all I could see,

was a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

I peered at times out the huge windowpane,

and knew that I shouldn't at all complain;

So I glanced back down but all I could see -

was a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

The big, red sun was settling down,

and longer shadows grew around;

I refocused my eyes but all I could see,

was a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

For quite some time I sat and thought,

for hours and hours my eyelids fought;

I pushed them up, but all I could see -

was a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

I stayed up half the night it seems;

then went to bed with the weirdest dreams;

Against dark blackness all I could see,

was a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

For many years, I sat at a loss....

I failed to fully understand the cross.

While I had eyes, I just couldn't see -

but the yellow stained page, staring back at me.

Yellow stains? You ask me why?
Teardrops felled from saddened eyes.
My vision blurred - I couldn't see,
but the yellow stained page, staring back at me.

By grace alone, I know my God.

He comforts me - His staff and rod.

And now through faith, no longer see -

a yellow stained page, staring back at me.

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May 12, 2007

Tender Kisses 5-12-07

How can one wee baby, who knows no right or wrong -

Come to know Mom's tender kisses - then grow up big and strong?

How could an old man wither, who knew both right and wrong -

Remember all those kisses - yet grumble all life long?

There comes a time in all our lives, in love, we'll all say, "Hi!"

Then life moves forward - not on back. If only we knew why.

There came a time in my life too, I had to say goodbye -

For life moves forward, never back - it just happens by and by.

How can someone live with Jesus, walk with Him each day -

Experience His special love - but for silver then betray?

How can someone live with me and talk with me each day -

Experience my special love - but grow so cold and gray?

There comes a time in all our lives, our "hi" we will imply -

Then life moves forward - not on back. If only we knew why.

There came a time in my life too, I had to say goodbye -

My life moved forward, not on back - it just happened with a sigh.

How can some not understand the things I once had missed?

Through wisdom learn the obvious. It certainly exists.

How so often I forget, great things to reminisce -

Experience that deep true love - but betray it with a kiss?

There comes a time in all our lives, we look each in the eye -

Then life moves forward - not on back. If only we knew why.

There came a time in my life too, I had to say goodbye -

My life moved forward, not on back - and God sure knows I tried.

How can someone blabber on? We know which camp they're in.

They ignore the most important points but know them deep within.

The truth is all that matters now. They got beneath my skin.

So gather 'round and follow me. Let our fellowship begin.

There comes a time in all our lives, we know our true ally -

Then life moves forward - not on back. If only we knew why.

There came a time in my life too, I had to say goodbye -

To all Moms’ tender kisses - and it was then I cried.

How can I be so patient, how can I be so kind -

How can I be so loving - when the sinners go unwind?

How is God so patient? How is God so kind?

How is God so loving - when I had been so blind?

There comes a time in all our lives, true love we do defy -

And life moves forward - not on back - and only God knows why.

There came a time in my life too, I had to say goodbye -

Those tender kisses passed away - and there, that day, I died.

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1 Cor. 13: 4-8 and 13

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.... ...And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."

April 29, 2007

IF 4-29-07

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IF, for someone that I love, I do for them some good,
How should I feel afterward - if I’m misunderstood?

IF, for someone that's a friend, I lend a helping hand,
How would I feel afterward - if more they would command?

IF, for someone that I know, I encourage and advise,
How would I feel afterward - if they screamed selfish cries?

IF, for strangers I should meet, and their anger wished my head,
How would I feel afterward - would I love them all instead?

IF, for enemies that I see, as I save their life, am maimed,
How would I feel afterward - if for their bruises, I were blamed?

How do I feel toward God Almighty - who gave His only Son?
Do I really thank Him for His gift - or do I wallow in my fun?

Do I misunderstand, command of Him, or blame when things go wrong?
Or love another as He so loved - as His witness all life long?

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April 25, 2007

God Loves Me 4-25-07

When I was just a little child, so many years ago,
joy and gladness filled my face wherever I would go.
I never had to worry. I had no earthly cares.
I'd play all day and then that night, I'd say my evening prayers.

But then, as I grew older, some pain had filled my face,
I'd scrape my knees and elbows - once broke mom's pretty vase.
Then passing through my teenage years and though I learned so much,
opinions got the best of me and stole the Masters touch.

Years had passed - and decades too - in my tenacious life.
Oh, I had pounded my own drum and blew my little fife.
Like a tree with trunk and limbs - I knew each branch, their twigs.
I grew in all directions - in twisted zags and zigs.

As God exposed His beauty - in me, in every leaf,
I soaked up all that certainty, with faith in my belief.
One by one leaves opened, full proof for all to see -
but I forgot about my roots and what God's plan might be.

One day while sitting on my throne - in educated bliss....
I wondered (Bible in my hands) what secret did I miss?
I panted in my studies. I prayed in earnest pleas....
It hit me like a ton of bricks - and crushed me to my knees.

My mighty tree had crashed in vain. It timbered from the sky....
Yes, only God knows everything – every truth and lie.
God found that long lost child once more as tears poured down my cheeks,
and I found His great joy again. I listen when He speaks.

I follow in His footsteps. I let his Spirit heal -
and once again, as long before, the Master's touch I feel.
In faith I lay me down to sleep - my deathbed He can see,
and nothing really matters now, except that God loves me.

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