I was asked to speak at a church
and I said I’d surely do it.
Then recalled I would miss a game
and began to really rue it.
Let me come up with an excuse
I could employ to call it off.
Just like a big fat selfish hog
forcing my way up to the trough.
Excuses all seemed very lame
there has to be a good one
to get free of the commitment
to witness for God’s only Son.
Before making that vital call
and telling the church a big lie
I began to feel like Judas
Saying “Dear Lord, Is it I?”
Lying seems so commonplace
and it’s nothing very odd
but I just couldn’t let myself
lie about church things to God.
I kept my word and I am glad.
What more do I need to say!
The game was not that day at all
It was played the very next day.
God bless you. Kathy
Enjoyed this write very much,
Cheers,
Dan
Be always safe,
Karen
Christine
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Keeping one's word is truly a marvelous thing, and quite lacking today.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Great poem.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.