Sunday, January 11, 2015

After All We Could Do - Poem

After All We Could Do, Robbie Pierce:
I had been in that hole for a very long time. In the dark and the damp in the cold and the slime. The snaft was above me; i saw it quite clear. But theres no way I could reach it rom here. I could not remember the world way up there, so I lost every hope and gave into despair. I knew nothing but darkness, the floor and the wall. Then from off in the distance I heard someone call: "Get up! Get ready! There's nothing the matter! Take rocks, take sticks and build up a fine ladder!" This was a thought that had not crossed my mind, but I started to stack all the stones I could fine. When I ran out of stones, then old sticks were my goal form some way or another I'd climb from that hole. I soon had a latter that stood very tall and I thought, soon I'll leave this place once and for all! I climbed up my ladder, a difficult chore, for from lifting those bulders, my shoulders were sore. I climbed up the ladder, but soon had to stop for my ladder stopped short, some ten feet from the top and I went back down my ladder and flet all around but there were no more boulders nor sticks to be found. I sat down in the darkness and started to cry. I'd done all I could do gave gave my best try. But in spite of my work in this hole I must die. And all I could do is sit and think, "why?" was my ladder too short? Was my hole much too deep? Then from way up high came a voice "Do not weep" and then faith, hope and love entered into my chest. As the voice calmly told me that I;d done my best. He said,"you have worked hard and your labors been rough, but the ladder you've built is at last tall enough. So do not despair; there is reason to have just climb up your ladder; I'll throw down my rope." I climbed up my ladder, then climbed the cord. When I got to the top of it, there stood the Lord. I've never been happier, my struggle was done. I blinked in the brightness that came from the son. I fell to the ground at his feet i did kiss, i cried "Lord, can I ever repay thee for this?" He looked all about. THere were holes in the ground. They had people inside and were seen all around. THere were thousands of holes that were dark, damp and deep. Then the Lord looked at me and said, "feed my sheep" And he went on his way to save other lost souls. So I got right to work, calling down to the holes, "Get up! Get ready! There's nothing the matter! Take rocks, take sticks and build up a fine ladder!" It now was my calling to spread the good word. The most hlorious message that man ever heard. That there is one who is coming to save one and all. And we need to be ready when he gives the call. He'll pull us all out of the holes that we are in. And save our souls from cold, death and from sin. So do not lose faith; there is reason to hope: Just climb up your ladder's He'll throw down His rope.
Happy Pday.
Soeur Stevens

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