5 May 2018
It’s May!! Hooray!!!
In only three more
months we’ll be at the beach in NC! But, we’re trying not to get too
trunky. J
Today, I’m including a
quiz I found while zoning an old newspaper. Where in the Bible does it say that
egg whites have no flavor? (See the answer at the end of this post.)
I’m also including a fun poem that was shared
by Elder Baker, a missionary who’s here from Wyoming. He said it was his Dad's favorite. I did some checking, but couldn't
find the author's name.
The poem reminds me of
some of the ones we heard last fall when we attended the Western Music and
Cowboy Poetry Festival – and I thought you might enjoy it, too.
Jake’s Prayer
Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty, and the clouds rolled gray and
dense.
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen; wind and snow began to blow.
When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn’t start.
So, Jake did what most of us would do if we’d been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his
luck.
They found him three days later, frozen in his old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roaming.
But, when he saw Heaven, he was shocked --- it looked just like
Wyoming!
Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was Saint Peter.
(Now this line ain’t really needed, but it helps with rhyme and
meter.)
So, they sat and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keepin’ score - in Heaven time is free.
“I’ve always heard,” Jake said to Pete, “That God will answer
prayer.
But, the one time that I asked for help, well, He just wasn’t
there.”
“Does God answer prayers of some, and ignore the prayers of
others?
That don’t seem exactly square --- I know all men are brothers.”
“Or, does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?
‘Cause it’s that time of day, or the weather, or the season?”
“Now I ain’t trying to act smart. It’s just the way I feel.
And I was wondering, could you tell me, what the heck’s the
deal?”
Peter listened very patiently, and when Jake was done,
There was a smile of recognition, and he said, “So you’re the
one!”
“That day your truck, it wouldn’t start, and you sent your
prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us trying.”
“A thousand angels rushed to check the status of your file,
But, you know, Jake, we hadn’t heard from you in quite a while.”
“And though all prayers are answered, and God ain’t got no
quota,
He didn’t recognize your voice and started a truck in South
Dakota.”
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I had another up-close apostle sighting. I was
by myself, waiting for an elevator, and when the door opened, the only person
on the elevator, and who was getting off as I was getting on, was Elder Ronald
A. Rasband! He smiled and said, "Hello." so I responded in kind. :-) Made
me happy to have that tiny little one-on-one experience.
--The answer to the quiz is: Job
6:6
1 comment:
Oh my goodness! That's exactly what it says in Job 6:6. Marvelous! My mom and dad love cowboy poetry. Thanks for sharing. I am headed to Idaho to help with grandkids (life is hard) so I will be checking back in with you at the end of the month. I had an Elder Rasband experience. He came to do some leadership training with us the end of March. I was playing the organ and saw him making the rounds, shaking hands. The stake presidents from the coordinating council were sitting in the choir seats. I saw Elder Rasband walking down the row, shaking their hands. And then he extended his hand to me, saying "Sister, I would like to shake your hand." Did I mention I was playing the organ at the time? I found a chord I could play with my left hand and then extended my right one for his handshake. Pretty unconventional, but still a cherished moment. Over and out!
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