BEEN THERE DONE THAT

I have done near all with not much left, the diving helmet thing.

Pearl diving, too, and from a high cliff just for the thrill it would bring.

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Diving from planes from way up high and low, just 300 feet. (*)

Jumping with a parachute, of course, the landings not always sweet!

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I have shot at and been shot at some very close calls, I think.

The auto accidents, of course, and spent time in the clink.

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I have hitchhiked practically every state, had problems with many a dog.

Killed one, broke the jaw of another, and many times high on grog.

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Spent time with gloves in the ring; won some, got beat up, too.

Gambled some, near lost my shirt, lucky to leave with my shoe.

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Railroad, paint gang, (D. C. H. & S.) been there done that, too. (**)

Climbed a thousand foot cliff straight up, just for something to do.

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Slept on a grave in a church graveyard, ten cents in my pants was all.

Darkest night then saw a bright light!  This time I heard the Lord’s call!

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So I have preached to saints and sinners alike, buried and married a bunch.

Now I am retired and writing this stuff and three times a day I do lunch.

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But that is not all I have, I have so much more; The Lord is leading me still!

With a lovely wife, family, and friends, and a mansion over the hill!

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So “come and go with me to my Father’s House…”

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(*)  Actually 250 feet, combat jump

(**) Dining car and hotel service.

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Sam Cox 08.12.03

PREPARED MERGING

Flamboyantly he strode along

Full conscious of the merging throng

That stood and gaped, his obvious wealth

Eliciting the cautious stealth

Of us poor folk, who paused to stare

And look and gape, it was not there!

No! Nothing like that anywhere

Where rich and poor just meet to share

The burden of pure Calvary,

That face in Heaven we will see!

No longer can we see or tell

The rich from poor. They dress so well

From rags to ragged, does not show!

They are clean, dressed down, their faces glow!

Shirt-tails out and sandal shod,

But know they are here to worship God!

Some stand hands raised, palms upward held,

United now, one perfect meld. (*)

A merging with the Spirit’s heart

Just one in worship hold a part

Of God within until we see

The wonders of Eternity!

 

 

There will be no difference there, in my Father’s House.

 

 

(*) or weld, like merging

 

 

Sam Cox 4.17.05