I was shocked, confused and bewildered as I entered Heaven's door,
not by the beauty of it all, by the lights or it decor.
But it was the folks in Heaven that made me sputter and gasp,
the thieves, the gays, the sinners, alcholics and trash.
There stood the kid from seventh grade who swiped my lunch money twice!
Next to him was my old neighbor who never said anythng nice.
Herb, who I always thought was rotting away in Hell,
was sitting pretty on Cloud Nine looking incredibly well.
I nudged Jesus...what's the deal? I'd like to hear your take.
How did all these sinners get up here? God must have made a mistake!
And why is everyone so quiet and somber? Give me a clue.
Hush child, He said, they are all in shock...no one thought they would see you!
Author Unknown
From the Book: A Renegade's Guide to God by David Foster
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Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Inspiration in Frustration...
It's quite easy to wake up each day and believe what's the use?
I'm no different than my neighbor, I'm no better than my brother.
I toil each day just to pay my bills and find I'm always still wanting.
My joys become stretched farther apart and there seems like no point in being me.
Will I ever make a difference?
Will I ever be of note?
Or, am I destined to just being another wheel in a cosmic wrist-watch, that only draws attention when it is broken?
But a light shone upon me and I considered for a moment, that we are all a special creation.
Concieved in a time before time, in a space unlike space,
to be master of a task designed for us and no other.
There can be no point in denying the fingerprint that I am, though sometimes I like to try,
but the challenge will alway be to identify the assignment,
not it's completion.
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Robert James Luedke
Copyright 2007
Robert Jamed Luedke, is the Author/Illustrator of the Eye Witness, graphic novel series
www.headpress.info
I'm no different than my neighbor, I'm no better than my brother.
I toil each day just to pay my bills and find I'm always still wanting.
My joys become stretched farther apart and there seems like no point in being me.
Will I ever make a difference?
Will I ever be of note?
Or, am I destined to just being another wheel in a cosmic wrist-watch, that only draws attention when it is broken?
But a light shone upon me and I considered for a moment, that we are all a special creation.
Concieved in a time before time, in a space unlike space,
to be master of a task designed for us and no other.
There can be no point in denying the fingerprint that I am, though sometimes I like to try,
but the challenge will alway be to identify the assignment,
not it's completion.
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Robert James Luedke
Copyright 2007
Robert Jamed Luedke, is the Author/Illustrator of the Eye Witness, graphic novel series
www.headpress.info
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