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Dinner Plans

A Cornish hen doesn’t care about salt
Or roasting pans overheating.

A Dairy Cow has made new plans
That don’t involve her udders.

The chicken’s gone, it hitched a ride
Aboard a boat of cheese.

And next in line I’ve heard it said
The condiments are leaving.

Knives and forks and plates are staying
But oh so unencumbered.

The pizza left and donuts too
The shakes are starting off.

Vegetables are getting out
The fruits are right behind.

Your dinner plans may be on hold
The ingredients are striking!

Who’s In Charge?

 

Politicians spout views

From the top of the stage

Their thoughts for the future

They want to engage.

 

Teachers have knowledge

They need to impart

The children are learning

Their places to start.

 

Parents should guide us

From the day we are born

That job never finishes

But often we’re torn.

 

But if we live with Faith

Then the answer is clear

God guides my path

It Is He I hold dear.

 

Who is in charge?

Was the question I asked

And the answer was given

And so I’ll hold fast.

 

The Lord is my shepherd

And the world is so large

But He’ll keep me safe

Because He is in charge.

Choices

We make them. Every day. Hundreds of them. And those choices dictate the path we take through our lives. But do you ever wonder “what if”?  What if you turned left instead of right on your way to work? What if you stop to chat with that attractive barista? What if you bought those beautiful new shoes that you really didn’t need but they were so pretty? What if?

Ask the person who stopped to pick up cold medicine and was late to work on 9/11. Ask the person who hit the snooze button on their alarm one too many times and missed their flight, that later crashed. Ask the woman that was once a barista that you stopped talk to. Choices.

How do you know you’re making the right choice? Quite frankly I think it’s a crapshoot! Or perhaps it’s the hand of God. The hand of Fate? Every choice we make, every one, has a domino effect. You turn right instead of left and take the long way home. In the mean time you missed an accident on your old route. It’s possible you could’ve been in it. You drive by a group of kids and they like the car you’re driving. For the first time one of them thinks about being a mechanic to work on beautiful cars. 20 years later he owns a string of shops that specialize in high-end cars and he has a very healthy bank account, a wife and three kids. All because you turned right?

Sometimes it’s good to do the unexpected. Sometimes it’s good to turn right instead of left. Do something you’ve never done before. Take a road you’ve never traveled, just to see. I took a road I had never traveled before and I met some incredible people. People that have inspired me into going in a different direction, to try new things. Perhaps they awakened a part of me I didn’t know was asleep. And for more than six years I have been enjoying this little blog of mine.  All because I turned left.

Recipe for life

 

A dash of humour

Is a spice I adore

Curiosity of course

Of that I want more.

 

Compassion and tolerance

Are vital I trust

To properly season

This stew we discussed.

 

You’re not done yet

There is still more to learn

Keep stirring I pray

And don’t let it burn!

 

Next add a pinch

No more and no less

Confidence is needed

To this I confess.

 

Kindness goes in

And generosity too

We always need manners

And not just a few!

 

Honour and honesty

Are herbs for this pot

Perhaps some wisdom

I’m not asking a lot.

 

Next sprinkle the top

With a generous amount

A smile is important

On that you can count.

 

Now let it simmer

And cook all the way

The ingredients must meld

For many a day.

 

Too many cooks

Can spoil a good broth

So just let it bubble

Away from the cloth.

 

The day will come soon

When the recipe is done

And serving the stew

Is when life has begun.

Remember

 

Will you remember

The sound of my voice

Or will you forget

When I’m gone?

 

Remember the rain

As it ran down my face

Remember the chill

In the air.

 

Snow on my lashes

You commented then

Like diamonds you said

They were.

 

Will you remember

The walk that I had

My smile or the colour

Of my hair?

 

I will remember

Until darkness is nigh

And the universe

Explodes in despair.

 

But for the moment

Remember it well

And walk in the light

Of our memories.