Weekend's coming in times of tribulation, perhaps we should really stop, physically and mentally and ask ourselves why not for once as God for guidance and don't forget to say thanks when we are granted.
George has been, are and will be a strong beacon for us not to lose life's perspective and humility.
God blessed us with his friendship.

His soul will forever wander among the pews
in far away little churches Houses of God,
around made of marble impressive cathedrals,
or in a humble chapel lighted by scented oil,
his eyes looking for any goodness of man,
his steps will be calm, and like Time…slow.

I wish we could be like our brother, kneeling
after a long journey inside the House of God,
where promises were made with a prayers and
forgotten afterward when He kept His word,
then was when our brother talked in our behalf
telling to forgive the beloved sinners once more.

A patrician writer of so many devotional poems,
many of them inspired inside the House of God,
where angels made of incense smoke will fly
like sincere prayers of thanks to the One above,
our friend will have a tear of sadness as he
feel in is heart what man to the Son have done.

Why it is so hard to find a good man these days?
there’s no money to be made in the House of God,
still, among us we have the daily blessings
of reading inspired poems full of good words,
of praise and thankfulness for us to follow,
as George Carroll, the friend from the Lord does.