Cherished Treasures

From Mark 10:14:16:  “‘Let the little children come to me; do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of God belongs.  Truly I tell you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will never enter it.’  And He took them up in His arms, laid His hands on them, and blessed them.”

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Our children and grandchildren

Grace fills their nurturing love

For generations to come

With God calling out with love

 

Young, innocent, and fragile

Our youth require constant love

Their welfare rests in our hands

With God sending lasting love

 

Our decisions beg wisdom

Cherished treasures need our love

Number “One” priority

With God shielding through His love

 

Unselfish, humble adults

Time to step forward with love

Our angry wrangling at rest

With God moving hearts with love

 

Common sense should always lead

Precious children seek our love

Misplaced actions now buried

With God dispatching His love

 

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From 1 Corinthians 13:11-13:  “When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways.  For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.  And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.”

As a community, we are called by God to provide for the health, safety, and welfare of our children and grandchildren.  There can be no greater calling when we are encouraged by the love and grace of our Heavenly Father.

Circle of Life

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Children and grandchildren

Each fills precious treasure

Hug this “Circle of Life”

Family time’s pleasure

 

Watching young daughters grow

Teaching lessons of love

Taking delight each day

Dad, where’s my softball glove?

 

Time moves much too quickly

Each day shares its rewards

Daughters become women

“Circle of Life” records

 

Transforming life’s landscape

Mastering how to crawl

Cherishing grandchildren

Grandpa, will you play ball?

 

Robust “Circle of Life”

Family roster grows

Memories made each day

Lifetime’s delightful rose

 

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Some of the best poems are written from from the heart.  Such is the case with this poem; created from just a thought about family and its blessings.  My wife and I have been blessed with five daughters between our Montana and Ohio families.  Our grandchildren now number ten.  Our own “Circle of Life’ has indeed been a blessed one.

Charles Stanley Quote

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What greater joy could we have than to see our sons and daughters walking with Jesus, not just in the early years but even after they grow up and leave home?

From Matthew 4:19-22:  “And He said to them, ‘Follow me, and I will make you fish for people.’  Immediately they left their nets and followed Him.  As He went from there, He saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John, in the boat with their father Zebedee, mending their nets, and He called them. 22 Immediately they left the boat and their father, and followed Him.”

L. R. Knost Quotes

It’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world.  It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.

Forgiveness empties the past of its power to empty the present of its peace.

Evening with Family

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Sun sets on another day

Evening calls, wanting its way

 

Family gathers around

Home now, love and peace abound

 

Night sky envelopes the land

Stillness breathes on high command

 

Supper cooking, hunger calls

Mom’s spaghetti and meatballs

 

All hands on deck, helping mom

Frenzy soon returns to calm

 

Television calling out

Favorite show brings a shout

 

Mom crochets, sitting nearby

Dad reads book, about Shanghai

 

Final chores, homework to do

Soon slumber stirs up its brew

 

Before the last light goes out

Prayers praise God, so devout

 

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Backyard Classic

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Sportscaster Joe Buck has been sidelined with the postponement of the Major League Baseball season.  The legendary play-by-play announcer has been looking for opportunities to stay in the game.  Let’s join Joe Buck, live on the air.

Good afternoon baseball fans!  Coming from the home of Billy and Tony Bennett is today’s Backyard Home Run Derby.

This amazing duo will be challenging each other as pitcher and batter with a whiffle ball and bat.  While most of the sporting world has been silent with their contests, these two brothers have definitely discovered their niche.

Billy has been assigned as the pitcher in today’s contest.  His assignment will be to prevent any and all home runs.  His brother, Tony . . . yes, he’s named after the famous crooner . . . will be stepping into the batter’s box to crush one of Billy’s fastballs out of the park.

Let’s set the scene.  The Bennett’s backyard is a formidable challenge for both pitcher and batter.  Home plate is located in the corner of the yard up next to the house.  The pitcher’s mound is tucked behind Mom’s favorite rose bushes.  The outfield fence is lined with a forest of Lombardy poplar trees . . . the wall looks quite reminiscent of Fenway Park’s “Green Monster.”

Billy stands ready on the mound to face Tony.  Freddie, their neighbor friend, has volunteered to be both the catcher and the umpire.

Tony steps into the batter’s box.  He looks all set.

From behind the roses, Billy winds up with his first pitch.  “Strike One!”

Tony watches the fleeting fastball cross the plate without even taking a swing.  I guess he’s sorting out the speed of Tony’s stuff.

Billy receives his sign from Freddie.  The pitch is on its way.

Swing and a miss.  “Strike Two!”

Tony steps out of the batter’s box.  What’s this?

Defiantly, he points his bat toward the massive outfield wall.  Yes folks, Tony is calling his shot just like the Babe did at Wrigley Field in the 1932 World Series between the powerful Yankees and the upset-minded Cubs.

Tony steps back into the batter’s box, digging both feet into the plush, green grass.

Billy takes the sign from Freddie.  It looks like another fastball will be on its way.

Here’s comes the pitch.

[Crack of the bat crushing the ball]

Deep to center field.  Is it enough?  Gone!!

Easily clearing the majestic center field wall . . . a tape measure shot into the next yard . . . splashing into the Snyder’s backyard swimming pool.  Mickey Mantle would be proud!

There you have it baseball fans.  Tony is one up in today’s Backyard Home Run Derby.

We will pause for a commercial break while the game ball is retrieved from its watery splashdown.  We’ll be right back with more of this backyard classic.

 

Monday Memories: It Takes a Village

Many of my teaching years were spent in Montana where the entire community took pride in their schools, and everyone shared responsibility in raising and educating their children.   Some of my stops included Plevna, Corvallis, and Circle.

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A child is born into a world foreign and new

Arriving today with a brighter future to view

 

Long before a child enters school year number one

Blessings come from many for a daughter or a son

 

Parents bring the beginning of learning home each day

Offering nurturing love and teaching with plenty of play

 

Others step in to provide valued assistance along the way

Teaching from grandparents and others with much to say

 

A book becomes a timely, precious, and vital gift

Learning to read will open up a life—never adrift

 

The pre-school years finally arrive and go

Seeking ways to seek, discover, and grow

 

A Sunday school teacher speaks of God’s love

Enriching a young heart with Spirit from above

 

Kindergarten and elementary school now await

Inspiring and faithful teachers remain at its gate

 

Yes, it always takes an entire village to teach a child

Educating a young mind each day, makes God smile

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Innocence

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Watching a curious child

Witnessing sparkles of joy

Blessing us with innocence

Seeing how life will deploy

 

Finding daily adventure

Lighting up another room

Reaching out with innocence

Moving with a speedy vroom

 

Revealing wonders of life

Surviving each bump and bruise

Shining through with innocence

Napping now, let’s take a snooze

 

Playing through daily lessons

Sharing love with extra zest

Teaching us with innocence

Enjoying life with each quest

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Monday Memories: Fairy Tale Dream

This poem has been updated from its original post from February, 2019.  Take note of a technique used in the style which links each pair of verses together.  

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Jack hurriedly climbs the lofty beanstalk

Hoping to take Cinderella out for a walk

 

Cinderella looks out her window, slightly bitter

Left with Little Boy Blue, her tiny, glass slipper

 

Little Boy Blue feels like enjoying an afternoon nap

Hearing Snow White calling awakens him in a snap

 

Snow White hopes the Seven Dwarfs hurry back

Fearing the Big Bad Wolf will hide her in his sack

 

The Big Bad Wolf plans to enjoy a scrumptious feast

Hiding from Little Jack Horner who lives in the East

 

Little Jack Horner feels too full to devour a pie

Leaving the sweets for Jill who says, “Oh my!”

 

Jill loses her footing, tumbling down and down

Causing Jack to wake up, with a sleepy frown

 

Little Jack’s wonderful dream felt pleasing and fine

Reminding him that more stories wait for next time