Your Friendship

      Your Friendship

Your friendship to me is like diamonds and gold to a stingy rich man.

Your friendship is the candle I go to sleep by each night.

It is the bright shining star I wake up to each morning.

The thought of existence without that friendship is bleak.

It would be like a black hole  in the center of my soul,

sucking the joy and life out of everything I hold dear.

 

Your friendship is more than two ships passing in the night.

You have reached out and touched what makes me  me.

Your cheerful, uplifting attitude raises me to a new level.

Forget cloud 9, I am elevated to infinity and beyond!!

Your love for the Lord of lords is icing on the cake.

You are a diamond in the rough but, still beautiful to behold.

 

All are greatly blessed by knowing you and being around you.

But, those fortunate enough to be called friend by you are

truly blessed beyond their wildest imagination.

You not only leave them with a feeling that they are loved

but, that they truly mean something to you beyond friendship.

Such a gift few are blessed to have and you excel at it.

 

Friendship is often defined as a good friend or friends.

This comes far short of what is involved  being your friend.

You lift me up when I am down and restore my worth.

I am a living legacy of a friendship that knows no end.

I can’t put into words the connection you have made with me.

Except to thank you. Will you be my friend for eternity??

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

 

 

Rainy Days

 

      Rainy Days

Rainy days. They are such a bore.

I don’t like them anymore.

People say they love the rain.

The sound eaises all their pain.

It is fine at the start.

But, after days, it’s a lark.

The constant pounding of the rain.

It’s enough to drive one insane.

The mud, the muck, the messiness.

The floods, the wrecks, the pettiness.

People mad as a wet hen.

Once wet, the temper wears thin.

We need the rain for flowers to bloom.

Rain helps spring to get here soon.

But, too much rain is not so good.

I would stop it if I could.

 

Praise the Lord for rainbows.

Once seen,  the rain usually goes.

A sign we won’t be destroyed by water.

Sent to us from a loving Father.

Yes, we need rain so we can live.

I hope your house don’t leak like a sieve.

When there’s a drought you’ll pray for rain.

Though right now it may sound lame.

Without rain we are in a hurt.

We would give all for a little squirt.

So take the extra rain with a smile.

Know it will be dry after awhile.

You may be bored while it rains.

But, you’re not sunburned & in pain.

Think positive & do your best.

God will take care of all the rest.————–R. W. Johnson—–(2012)

 

 

Mustang Cure

Mustang Cure

When I’m down and feeling blue.

I know just what I need to do.

I go out to the garage & get in the car.

Then drive my red Mustang convertible afar.

I go zipping along with the top down.

I end up driving all over town.

Wind blowing through my blonde hair.

I get wolf whistles everywhere.

I am enjoying the sun on my face

as I drive from place to place.

The radio is playing my favorite songs.

I sing and tap as I roll along.

Soon my mood is so much better.

I don’t worry about the weather.

I am in a world all my own.

I even turn off my cellular phone.

After an hour or so of cruising around,

I find I am again homeward bound.

Fixing dinner in the kitchen,

I find I no longer feel like bitching.

Hubby comes home looking for food.

He says I seem to be in a good mood.

I think he’s right. I feel good.

The Mustang helped like I knew it would..—R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

 

 

The Church

 

      The Church

People wait to greet you at the door.

One taste of God and; enlightened,

nothing but God will do anymore.

Someone must watch for the frightened.

They will sneak out shortly after coming in.

It is up to the enlightened

to convince them to stay within.

Sometimes, others will go out

who have been there a good while.

They let their light go out.

They leave without a parting smile.

Many that stay are all aglow.

They are very excited

to tell others & help them grow.

To be disciples, they have decided.

There are bigots, Pharisees, & preachers.

Devout Christians & humble, gentle people.

There are loving Bible teachers.

There are other, less friendly, people.

But, something is there

that draws people in.

It’s not that people care

or a hospital for people who sin.

It is the house of God.

His spirit abides there

in each believer. No matter how odd.

In the end, God really does care.————–R. W. Johnson—–(2002)

 

 

Truthful Lies

Truthful Lies

Sometimes I wonder,

as I gaze into your eyes.

Could you be thinking

that my heart is full of lies?

You seem to doubt me

when I’m  whispering to you

my inner feelings

that are only just for you.

 

Sometimes I blunder,

but, I am not telling lies.

Still, you’re not believing.

I can tell it in your eyes.

I want to tell you

what I’m feeling deep inside.

It’s overwhelming,

as I lay there by your side.

 

I say “I love you.”

You say you don’t think so.

I ask you “Why?”

You say I ought to know.

Why must it always

be the same old show?

I say “I love you.”

But, you don’t think so.

 

Sometimes like thunder

passion beats within my thighs.

I try to fool you.

But, I wear a thin disguise.

My feeble efforts

quickly make me realize.

A woman’s needs

Are much different than a guy’s.

 

Sometimes I wonder,

as I gaze into your eyes.

What is your meaning

when you say that I’m not wise?

I try to tell you,

but, it never comes out right.

It always seems

such efforts start a fight.

 

I say “I love you.”

You say you don’t think so.

I ask you “Why?”

You say I ought to know.

Why must it always

be the same old show?

I say “I love you.”

But, you don’t think so.——————R. W. Johnson—–(1994)

 

 

Keeping The Faith

      Keeping The Faith

I often prayed for a change I could see.

First of all, start with a change in me.

Gradually, I noticed a change in my attitude.

Which was followed by my sincere gratitude.

God works in ways that are hard to believe.

He knows the answer before it’s received.

All things work to the glory of God.

To those who believe. This is not odd.

Hard times come but, God is there.

Of all your hardships, He is aware.

Keep the faith and you will see.

God wants the best for you and me.

Doors will open to raise you up.

Put you on top and fill your cup.

Like Job of Bible times, he kept his faith.

In the end double was given for him to take.

The same can happen for you and me.

Just keep your faith and you will see.

God is in control of everything.

He will lift you up on angels wings.

Put you on top where you belong.

Live your  life for God who is never wrong.

In the end you’ll end up strong.

Even though now the future looks bleak.

God is still in the driver’s seat.

Don’t let Satan fill you with negative thoughts.

The battle for ruler has already been fought.

Satan lost that day at the cross.

We know for sure Jesus is the boss.

Have faith and God’s happiness will fill you.

The fight is done. Our worries are through.

—————————————————-R. W. Johnson —–(2012)

 

 

 

Desire Of Ages

      Desire Of Ages

He prayed all night the night before.

Sweat, like blood, came from His pores.

He asked that the cup be taken away.

He knew the answer. So He prayed.

Tears came to His eyes. He prayed.

He asked that upon Him sin be laid.

He who had known no sin.

Willing to die for all men.

He saw it all the night before.

It hurt Him to His very core.

Carrying the cross on His bleeding back

A crown of thorns the crowning act.

Spikes driven through arms and legs.

Clothes stripped off as mother begs.

Soldiers gambling for His robe.

While He hung there naked and cold.

Given vinegar and water for His thirst.

Blood and water pouring from the hurt

of a spear thrust deep into his side.

What a picture to destroy pride.

People taunting and spitting at Him.

Harassing the one who knew no sin.

He asked His Father to forgive them.

They know not what they are doing to Him.

One thief rejects Him, the other accepts.

He promises paradise to the one who accepts.

What a person to be so forgiving.

A kind of love that keeps on giving.

He suffers the most as the Father draws away.

Unable to bare seeing His Son suffer this way.

He gives up the ghost and dies after saying

“It is finished”, His love for man unweavering.

In three days He rose from the grave.

He defeated death. We are all saved!!

This man/God who was our creator,

loves us. How can we be a hater?

No greater debt was ever paid.

Praise the Lord that we are saved!!!

—————————————————R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

 

 

 

 

The Greatest Story Ever Told

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The Greatest Story Ever Told

I saw the light flash across the sky

from an opening in the clouds way up high.

Millions of angels started pouring through.

A super loud trumpet was blowing too.

Then a small cloud appeared about the size of a fist.

I didn’t know what to make of all this.

The cloud grew larger as it rapidly neared.

Then, suddenly, a man appeared.

He sat upon a throne on the cloud

Angels surrounded Him praying loud.

A rainbow appeared behind the throne.

As bright as the sun, the man’s face shown.

Many on earth cried “Our God is here”

“We waited so long for Him to appear.”

The man said: “ Arise, those sleeping in graves.”

“Come, join me in the air. I am with you always.”

“Those on the ground, be caught up to.”

“I will always be with you .”

Then we were changed in the twinkling of an eye.

Mortal became immortal. Glory replaced  cry.

The earth laid desolate and in ruins.

No one was alive to make fun or boo Him.

Except for those who crucified Him.

Resurrected to see His coming , then die again.

All who were alive & not saved were killed

by the brightness of His glory that filled.

Satan was chained for 1,000 years.

To roam the earth alone with his fear.

A millennium to walk among the ruins.

To think about the reward that was due him.

1,000 years later Christ returned

with all the saints and angels concerned.

The Holy City floated down like a jewel.

Bright and shining, through the air it flew.

Christ appeared  & touched His  foot upon

the Mount Of Olives. The cross was gone.

The Mount split into a great plain.

The Holy City descended to remain.

It was lighted by God’s glory.

It will always remain to tell the story.

The evil dead were resurrected.

Satan & his demons began to beckon

They all surrounded the Holy City.

While saints & angels watched with pity.

All evil saw their lives in panoramic view.

Each saw where they rejected truth from the few.

Each bowed a knee and confessed Christ is just.

Then fire rained down & did the rest.

All were consumed, both body and bone.

Satan burned longest. Just he alone.

There would be no trace of sin ever again.

Thanks to the sacrifice made by Him.

The saints and angels watched with awe

as the earth was made new. Created for all.

God’s throne in the center of the Holy City made earth.

the very center of the whole universe.

Throughout eternity a reminder of what happened here.

How God’s love is the greatest. An end to all fear.

Wherever Christ traveled throughout the universe

the 144,000 accompanied Him where He traversed.

They were the testimony of all Christ did

for the only fallen world where they once lived.-

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2013)

 

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Mormons & The Sabbath

 

      Mormons & The Sabbath

Someone knocked upon my door.

I checked my decency with what I wore.

I opened the door and I peeked out.

Two young men. Mormons without a doubt.

They asked me if I knew the Lord.

I said “No way” cause I was bored.

They handed me a flyer from their church.

Told me about the meeting there first.

Asked me if I would consider coming.

I said “it sounds like, maybe, a  fun thing.

Then I asked “Is it on Saturday?”

They said “No, it is on Sunday.”

The door had been opened so off I went.

I unloaded it all till I was spent.

“How come it’s not on the Sabbath?”

They said “It is. Sunday is the Sabbath.”

I said “Last time I looked Sabbath was Saturday.”

“The calendar shows the 7th day is Saturday”

“Jews keep Saturday as the Sabbath.”

“It’s the same day Jesus kept as Sabbath.’

They told me about how it was changed.

I showed them ‘the church’ made the change.

Told them they are following the Catholic Church

‘The church’ has the authority to make it work.

According to The Pope. God’s man on earth.

I told them take it for what it’s worth.

I asked for a scripture changing Sabbath to Sunday.

They couldn’t produce even one to say.

By this time I saw some doubts.

The Holy Spirit was working it out.

Looks of confusion crossed their faces.

One bent down and tied his laces.

I said “Look up the answer & we’ll talk some more.”

They never came back to knock at my door.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2013)

Religious Freedom

 

      Religious Freedom??

On that dreadful day in April 1993

The smoke spread for miles for all to see.

Broadcast on radio and TV.

What a disgrace to the land of the free.

Who was responsible. Who could it be?

 

Branch Davidians were holed up for 51 days.

Armed to the teeth, they refused the phrase:

“Surrender and we’ll give you a fair trial.”

They wouldn’t give up, they said with a smile.

Freedom of religion is our only style.

 

Men, women & children were enclosed.

Rumors spread that some wore no clothes.

It couldn’t be proven one way or the other.

Responses were that they loved one another.

They followed David Koresh like he was a mother.

 

A certain person, we’ll call J.R., gave the order

“Burn them out!!”  “We’ll take no quarter!!”

Men, women, & children died that day.

They became ‘crispy critters’ all the way.

81 people. None left alive to have a say.

 

What a ‘black eye’  for the land of the free.

Life has been worse for you & for me.

Since that injustice was done to our fellow man.

While J. R. skates free without any plan

to prosecute J.R. for that evil plan.

 

Let this be a lesson for you and for me.

The day is coming when we will see.

Religious freedom will not mean a thing.

Religious persecution is all it will bring.

Then, like the Davidians, His praises we’ll sing.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2013)