Life Lessons – Page 52 – Word Smith Wisdom

The Answer To Stress

The Answer To Stress

I can’t handle anymore stress at the job.

Some say that sounds a little odd.

Why is that, I heard myself say?

Stress isn’t uncommon at job or play.

You are a Christian. Give it to God.

I have tried. Does that sound odd?

It is affecting my health and life.

I am having trouble handling the strife.

Is your faith in God getting less?

Trust in Him and He will bless.

He will open other doors.

From heaven the blessings will pour.

When you think you’re down and out.

He’ll be there to pull you out.

Trouble & strife will make us stronger.

Keep faith in Him a little longer.

We will learn through it all.

There is nothing that may befall

that can separate us from His love.

Love that comes from God above.

You are His precious child.

He will protect you all the while.

As the storm rages all around us.

His love is there to surround us.

If we are faithful & not lose trust,

He will give the best to us.

We will soar like eagles on high.

Way up in a cloudless sky.

Nothing will bother us or bring us down.

Never a need to wear a frown.

Each and every day keep Him near.

With His shoulder to lean on, there is no fear.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Why Life Isn’t Fair

Why Life Isn’t Fair.

Have you heard the statement that life isn’t fair.

When it comes to hard knocks, we’ve all had our share.

Nothing ever seems to go right.

There is never an end in sight.

Have you ever wondered why?

Why life can often lead you to cry?

Didn’t you know there is a war going on.

It will be going on after were gone.

It is the war between good and evil.

We can’t escape it wherever we go.

The war between Christ and Satan.

Earth is the battleground where it was taken.

It started in heaven long ago.

Satan was cast out to earth, you know.

All that has happened here since.

Is a result of Satan’s pretence.

That God rules with an iron hand.

No free will if you’re in His band.

Humans are only a pawn in this game.

Let’s make that real plain.

We have freedom of will.

We can choose to love or kill.

Choose God and you will love.

Choose Satan and you’ll kill the dove.

There is no sitting on the fence.

Refusing to choose is no defense.

This battle will not last forever.

Probation closes for all, no matter how clever.

The Lord will come in all His glory.

With the host of heaven; so goes the story.

Satan will be cast into a bottomless pit.

That will put an end to it.

Till he and all his followers are judged.

Then cast into a lake of fire like thugs.

They will burn till totally consumed.

Leaving nothing to be exhumed.

The answer to who is right in this terrible war.

Will be answered here on earth, and more.

So bad will things end up that none will doubt.

That God is just, and love is what He is about.

Satan will lose in the end.

I hope you are not his friend.——————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Turned Around By God

Turned Around By God

I heard a rustling in the dirty alley.

Then I heard a desperate groan.

I decided to look, knowing this was folly.

The Lord impressed me to check out the moan.

There in the filth, urine, and waste

lye a long haired ‘hippy type’ in tattered clothes.

He smelled strong of alcohol & body waste.

The smell of a hash pipe hit my nose.

I knelt down and he looked around.

His pupils were pin point, though in the shade.

I knew more than alcohol & mj. could be found.

He smelled like hammered pig poop in a glade.

You look like life has kicked you around some.

You look about as low as you can go.

You look like you’re ready for the ground, son.

You don’t see anywhere else to go.

Let me say there is a new man in town.

He has the power to set you free.

Just sit up and look around.

This is not the life for you or me.

His name is Jesus and He is your friend.

You say what would He want with you?

There are many others who are where you’ve been.

Through you, Jesus can set them free too.

Let me help you to go where there is help.

Later, after a bath , shave, haircut, & clothes.

The young man looked like a fine young whelp

He thanked me and as he rose

I said dinner is very soon. Stay and have a bite.

He did & he ate like there was no tomorrow.

We prayed over the meal & he didn’t feel right.

I said Jesus can take away all pain and sorrow.

He wanted to know how that could be?

During a Bible study, I learned he was Carl.

Many answers were given to him, you see.

Soon, he was moved by the Holy Spirit.

He realized he really could be free.

He gave his heart to God. Let’s hear it.

Praise the Lord!! He now had a job to do.

He went back to the alleys & byways of the city.

He preached to others. He was like them too.

Now he was free. No more sorrow or pity.

By the power of Christ, he converted many.

His joy in life was seeing others saved.

Believe me, his reward will be plenty.

His greatest love was Jesus, he raved.

—————————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

In The Nick Of Time

In The Nick Of Time

I remember the day he saved my life.

It was filled with heartache and strife.

I was truly thinking of checking out.

I picked a time when no one was about.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

It was a coleporter selling books & more.

He talked about how the Bible gave us hope.

About how we can get help to cope.

What he said made sense to me.

I asked the man to pray with me.

He did & I felt a weight being lifted off.

I know all of this made the Devil wroth.

I bought a book called “Steps To Christ.”

I read it and it changed my life.

I knelt & gave it all to the Lord.

Life was exciting. No longer bored.

I called the coleporter & bought more books.

I read them all. I also read the Bible book.

I was changed. I was alive.

I told others about it. I didn’t hide.

I went to church . I made new friends.

I talk to everyone that God sends.

Many have followed my example.

My testimony, I guess, was ample.

Things are great. Things are good.

I put God first, just like I should.

Occasionally, trouble still comes my way.

I pray to God and it all goes away.

I’ll take this life over what I had before.

With God in my life I have so much more..

I have that coleporter to thank.

He is the best. On that you can bank.

He saved me from checking out.

But, really, it was God, without a doubt.—–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Limited Options

Limited Options

The blood.

The pain.

The horrible memories

Flashing through my brain.

My mind’s eye

Sees them all again;

Like a nightmare

Filled with wicked sin.

I tremble in fear.

I scream, I cry.

I cannot escape,

Though I may try.

The scars upon my body.

The scars within my mind.

Have returned again to haunt me

From a past long left behind.

A childhood forgotten.

Experiences long denied.

Now, suddenly remembered

Have left me terrified.

I huddle in a corner.

I hide within my bed.

But, I can’t escape these demons

That keep screaming in my head.

This Clockwork Orange experience

That disrupts my normal day.

Is driving me to suicide.

Is there another way?

I cry for help.

But, no one hears.

I run and hide

To escape my fears.

Curse my father.

Curse my mother too.

They’re the ones responsible

For what I’m going to do.

I’m going where pain can’t hurt me.

Where fears no longer rule.

If there’s a God in heaven

I’m coming now to you.————————-R.W. Johnson—– (1988)

Lessons Of Life

Lessons Of Life

Have you thought of the first love of your life?

In the winter years of my life the memories are slight.

Very few of the memories still linger.

They are like sifting sand sliding through my fingers.

The memory of the love remains.

The emotions were strong. the pain tore me apart.

It cut like a knife and ripped apart my heart.

A quick fling in paradise that has now faded away.

Those strong emotions are all that stay.

Is it time that has faded the memory?

Maybe it is a mental defense against the enemy.

The enemy being past mental scarring.

So severe, if left raw, could be a barring.

Barring you from ever having a normal life.

Always being afraid of mental stress & strife.

Those raw, strong emotions of my teenage time

have now mellowed like a rich fine wine.

I have a relationship with my wife

that is much better due to that early strife.

Relationships have a deeper meaning now.

A more loving, caring meaning somehow.

Life is a learning lesson from the womb to the grave.

Your brain & heart knows what to forget & what to save.

If you’re willing to learn from the lessons of life.

You will have a much better relationship with your wife.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Commitment Time

Commitment Time

Those strong emotional feelings that won’t let go.

The kind you had as a teenager that wouldn’t let go.

The feelings that were coming on strong.

Anytime something went right or wrong.

The kind that made life exciting and fun.

Yet, the kind that hurt really bad when they weren’t the one.

It is not only guys who treat love like a four letter word.

There are girls too who treat guys like a dirty bird.

Often those ‘strong’ emotions set the pattern for it.

Once burned they never recover from it.

There is a scar on their ego that won’t go away.

So, they are off to play the field another day.

Never making any real commitments in life.

It is the way they have found to avoid the strife.

Burn me once, it’s on you.

Burn me twice and I’m the fool.

Must life be such a silly game?

Romance is never won this way. It’s all so lame.

Does the word ‘commitment’ scare all today?

Or, is it that they don’t understand what to say?

This lack of commitment leaves much desired.

One love after another can get very tired.

It’s like skimming the whipped cream off a delicious desert.

Never getting deep enough to really taste what it is worth.

A commitment that envolves devotion, cherish, & dedication.

The results is far better than any meditation.

Dreaming about the ‘perfect’ love just doesn’t cut it.

Making a lifelong commitment is a cut above it.

The trust, support, endearment, & companionship develop.

In the end the expanded love will totally envelop.

You’ll be blessed so much more than a nightly stand.

It’s a ship anyone would be proud to command.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

The IRS Blues

The IRS Blues

I got the blues.

Those government taxes blues.

Those back stabbing, wage nabbing blues.

You can never win, but you can lose, blues.

Dig deep into your pockets & cough it up.

Drop your donations into the IRS cup.

Uncle Sam needs a new pair of shoes.

I got the big time tax paying blues.

There is little left for the little guy.

The irony of it is kind of wry.

The American Dream is gonna die.

If you don’t pay you’re gonna fry.

Where’s the answer to this mess.

There is no answer would be my guess,.

You can only pay more, never less.

The whole system sucks, I confess.

If I never paid a dime

then I would have the time

to live the good life.

I would have the money for

all the things I have wished for

without the IRS strife.

I have been on the soapbox.

I have checked my vote box.

I have yelled and screamed.

I have really caused a scene.

Yet, I MUST pay before I play.

That is your tax laws today.

There has got to be a better way.

There is nothing else I have to say.———R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Another Of Life’s Mysteries

Another Of Life’s Mysteries

I was reading “Peanuts” the other day.

It wasn’t going Charlie Brown’s way.

He really liked the little red haired girl.

When she was around it gave him a thrill.

But, like most boys his age, he was shy.

He couldn’t speak up before the other guy.

I realized just how true this cartoon was.

I was afraid to talk till I outgrew the fuzz.

Call it lack of self confidence, or even shy.

I could never be—– ‘the other guy.’

The one who is popular with the girls.

The one who gives them all the thrills.

Not that I didn’t want to be the best.

Be proud and stick out my chest.

Having a girl, one on each arm.

Hugging on me with all their charm.

But, I was the Charlie Brown type.

Never could come up with the hype.

As an adult I outgrew the shyness.

Was able to go out and try this.

I pulled it together enough in life

to finally be able to get a wife.

Now, in my older years I find,

I, quite often, speak my mind.

I don’t give a hoot what others think.

I blurt out garbage like the disposal in the sink.

Seems like life has passed the buck.

At first I couldn’t talk, now I can’t shut up.

There is a lesson somewhere in this.

It is NOT a punch in the face from a fist.

While I am trying to figure it out.

You can decide what it’s all about.————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

It’s Time

It’s Time

Where are you? As the day draws on.

I need you but, you are gone.

I can’t face this day alone.

You being gone hurts to the bone.

If you loved me you would be here.

Don’t leave me alone to face this fear.

True love means more than kisses.

You know what a mess this is.

You need to be dependable.

A person who defends the whole.

Supports everything I do.

Especially when I do it for you.

Others may not understand.

But, I expect you to be the man.

Stand up & take the responsibility.

You need to have the will to see.

To see the result of your loving ways.

I had a part to. Each had a say.

We both need to face this truth.

We can’t ignore it & be uncouth.

There comes a time in people’s lives

when they can’t go on with telling lies.

We are in this position now.

We must face the truth somehow.

There you are now. It’s about time.

Let’s go in and pay the fine.——————–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)