JESUS CURED ME

Jesus, not a sophisticate!

Had no care for degrees,

Doctor of this or doctor of that,

Why should He bend His knees?

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Nor did He act, like, a know-it-all!

His speech was always clear!

The common knew what He meant!

They knew the Lord was near!

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What the God of all creation,

Mastered long before time,

Master of disciples, everything! (*)

Our knowledge, you can put on a dime!

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Bachelors degree, what though you have reached,

Admittedly, I still learn!

No!  I do not know everything!

But much of no concern!

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God taught my mother with no degrees,

Mastered six languages!

Knew to do!  And when to let God!

Who never discourages!

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Knew God’s will and how to perform,

Knew not to interfere!

Her boys were committed to God’s care,

So she had nothing to fear!

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World War II in the Philippines,

First Scout leading patrol!

Mother prayed and trusted God!

Left me in God’s control!

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Thought of the mad man, Jesus cured!

I am discharged and returned home,

Watched as I mowed that enormous lawn,

Knew I was not alone!

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Bathed, sat at the piano, played,

Sang, first song I could find.

Mother listened then said softly,

“Fully clothed and in his right mind!”

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(*) An MD at least

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Me, Sam Cox 07.21.09

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