"So," they say, "nobody's perfect!"
But the Vinedresser won't buy that.
Given the opportunity, He will trim the unproductive suckers and shape the branches so each one will bask in Sonlight.

Friday, September 13, 2013

An Old Man

I saw and old man limping along,
     Shoulders stooped,
     Back bent.

Will that be me in five years,
     Ten,
     Twenty?

Father, keep me erect in stature.

Even if you choose to allow pain,
     Give me the courage,
     Stamina,
     Boldness,
To walk in a way that praises You,
     All my life’s days.

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