Childish Thoughts

Remember Jesus said His home
Was for little ones like these,
But He didn’t give ages
So there’s still time for me.

And it was Jesus who blessed them
though the 12 tried running them off;
And t’was the children singing Hosannas
To Jesus on His way to the cross.

Having faith like a child’s
Means accepting Him as fact
No need for discussion
God said it, that’s that!

They don’t notice skin color
Even gender’s not seen
They just see other people
Life’s never routine.

Every day new excitement
No time for a nap
There’s life out their waiting
To explore, then a lap.

If we lived life by faith,
And that faith like a child’s
Every mile’d bring excitement
Hot or cold never mild.

How the world would change
With a faith that was real
Living life by the moment
Every thing a big deal.

The games being played
Wouldn’t matter who won
The funs in the playing
Not the final outcome.

Our standards for living
Would greatly simplify
God said it, I’ll do it
As the called multiply.

If we had disagreements
They wouldn’t last long
Bad memories would shorten
Everyone would belong.

No anti-depressants,
No anxiety pills
It’s life for the moment
With all of its thrills.

The psychiatrist’s couch
Now a chair in the den,
Our focus on going
Not where we have been.

No life in the fast lane
No second best
Each person an equal
No time for regrets.

Hope would be natural
No time for despair
In touch with our feelings
Life is real, not a dare.

Not getting insulted
No low self-esteem
Just people with faces
You can’t wait to see.

No worries, no pride
It’s all up to God
Not fretting over appearance
Or what outfit to wear.

A life lived to the fullest
With not a care in the world
Takes trusting in Jesus
Like little boys and girls.

And faith like a child’s
Would change planet earth
We’d simply just do it,
God said it would work!

Mason Swinney

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About menmourningmoments

I'm happily married, the Father of 2 sons and 2 daughters and 4 beautiful grandchildren. Death is all around us but somehow we've managed to distance ourselves from it. Men, Mourning, Moments is about how the death of my son awakened me to life & the desire to seize every moment as though it were my last. It's about making sense of life in the good times and bad and allowing GOD to carry me and teach me through the hard times in life.
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2 Responses to Childish Thoughts

  1. Will says:

    The psychiatrist’s couch
    Now a chair in the den,
    Our focus on going
    Not where we have been.

    Love this line. So much dwelling in the past…thanks

    Like

  2. Thanks for reading and commenting Will. I sincerely appreciate it.

    Like

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