I could sit and watch the Duty Ferry near Enterprise, La., slowly haul anxious, hurried travelors across the Ouchita River all day.
Sometimes it seems like I'm being sucked along through life
The time trickles on by like I'm an old limb on a river
Just floating along...the river pushing and pulling everything
But I keep coming back to You...I have no other place to go
Sometimes, when I am driving down the road
Or catching catfish at the lake, I think to myself
As I stare up into the clouds, that maybe if I just cry out Your Name
You could hear me, and You could come to me...through the clouds
I'm such a kid...I know that I probably sound insane
Who knows...maybe I am...but I feel what I feel
Talking to You is one of my favorite things to do
Thanks for Your patience with me
Alabaster Publishing Company
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|Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader)
|This is very touching, something I'm sure many of us can identify with. We should always go to Him with the faith of a child. Wonderful poem, Eddie!|
|Reviewed by Andrea Da Costa (Reader)
|Beautiful Eddy!! Never let that little kid feel like it's gotta grow up :-)
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Insightful and inspirational, Eddie. Soul-grasping as well. Love and peace to you. Regis|
|Reviewed by Nordette Adams
|A refreshing write. Kind of made me homesick.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Wonderful reflections, there's something so serene about watching a ferry.|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|I do that a lot myself, Pastor Eddie: I talk a lot to the Lord about things. Magnificent write; well done!
Merry Christmas to you and yours, and Happy, blessed New Year to you and yours! Never forget the REAL reason for CHRISTmas: JESUS CHRIST!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|this is magnificient, i enjoyed every word.|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|Eddie, This is a lovely poem, an inspriation.|