Author: papasmurf

Born Again

      Born Again

It comes back to me once more.

That horrible night I will never forget.

I went running for the door.

From the worst sight I’ve seen yet.

 

I have lived on the edge of twilight.

Staying in the shadows and the dark.

Sometimes I run with all my might.

Like sinners chasing after the ark.

 

I don’t have any close friends.

I walk on the dark side of the road.

Fear and paranoia never ends.

I feel my heart has grown cold.

 

Late one night I was passing a church.

The door was open and a voice came out.

I immediately stopped with a lurch.

He was praying and crying out.

 

“Lord, protect me from the demons “

“They are trying to kill me.”

He must be praying for me then.

That is what has happened to me.

 

I went to the door and dared to peek in.

It was one man asking for forgiveness.

He looked up and saw my sin.

I looked drawn and listless.

 

”Friend, you look as if you could use some prayer.”

“Come join me here on my knees.”

Next thing I knew I was kneeling there.

He started praying saying “Please Lord, please.”

 

“Lord, I know your judgment is fair.”

“Open up this man’s eyes so he can see.”

“Lead him to repent. I know You care.”

His prayer for forgiveness was meant for me.

 

Soon, I was asking forgiveness for my sins.

I told Him all. Nothing left to say.

I arose feeling free of my sins.

A great peace came my way.

 

The first time, after many years,

I found the Lord & he loved me.

Soon I was a fountain of tears.

I had found salvation , you see.

 

My life was different after that.

I could walk in the sun with my head up.

I was a Son of God. Imagine that.

I was finally out of that rut.

 

From that day on I praised the Lord.

He gave me a new heart and life.

He never lets me get bored.

He gave me life and a loving wife.

———————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2011)

 

 

Thoughts Of You

      Thoughts Of You

You’re a living walking dream.

You’re the best I’ve ever seen.

Oh God – – – I wanted you.

 

I often wondered what I’d do

If I could give myself to you.

Oh God – – – I wanted to.

 

Then, one day, the chance arrived.

Fate had brought me by your side.

Oh God – – – Now what to do?

 

I took a chance when I touched you.

I rubbed your back and cuddled to you.

Oh God – – – I wanted to.

 

Since that day my life has changed.

No more sadness. No more pain.

Like a bird when it’s in flight.

My heart has soared to a new height.

 

You’re still a living, walking dream.

The best wife I’ve ever seen.

Oh God – – – I know it’s true.

 

Now, I know just what I’d do.

Cause I can give myself to you.

Oh God – – – I do love you.

 

My heart cries out with such delight.

I pray you’ll always be my wife.

Oh God – – – I want you to.

 

If there’s one who’s going to be

With me throughout eternity.

Oh God – – – Let it be you.———————–R. W. Johnson—–(1994)

 

Addiction Blues

      Addiction Blues

I am back on the bottom again.

The addictive personality got me when

I wanted something to ease the pain.

It wasn’t alcohol but, much the same.

 

Just one pill did the trick

It accelerated, oh so quick.

After years since I took a drink.

I took a pill and didn’t think.

 

Once the receptors have taken hold

Anything addictive will unfold.

Triggering the same centers in the brain

That starts a craving worse than pain.

 

I’m so ashamed of what has occurred.

People think it is so absurd.

How could someone take that many pills?

They don’t realize I have no will.

 

I am going through detox again.

I have support of many friends.

I am praying to God above.

Shower me with your love.

 

Give me strength to overcome.

Give me a future filled with fun.

But, mostly, just keep me clean.

Keep me sober to the extreme.

 

Bless all my friends who pray for me.

Keep them safe as they can be.

Without them I would be lost.

I love them no matter what the cost.———R. W. Johnson—–(2011)

 

 

 

Mandy’s Poem

Mandy’s Poem

My favorite niece has a birthday today.

The world was blessed in a mighty way

When she came into the world to stay.

She’s now an adult and on her way

to be the best there is I’m here to say.

She is kind, generous and quite insightful.

The way she laughs is quite delightful.

She has a lot of empathy for others.

Treats others like a sister or brother.

She’s made up of a lot of emotions.

At times, she could cause a commotion.

She is VERY attached to her family.

She wants them to have all that can be.

At times, she worries about things too much

A sign of someone who cares enough.

She can get to the point in a poetic way.

Her thoughts on paper have so much to say.

She works giving comfort and aid to others.

They are uplifted as if it was from mother.

She’s a loving and religious person.

She gives all to her daughter and son.

Her husband is blessed to have such a wife.

He should keep her for the rest of his life.

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

 

World Gone Wrong

 

      World Gone Wrong

Can we perceiver in such trying times.

People coming on with such lines

as “I am here to save your heart.”

Coronary doctors doing their part..

Other con men take up the slack.

I’ll be glad when hero’s are back.

 

I know there’s something more

than what were living for.

I think we’re all afraid

How can we be so blind?

The answer’s all around.

No one wants left behind

Someone’s coming to our aide.

Then we’ll all be homeward bound.

 

We are pulled this way and that.

We don’t have energy to fight back.

The wheels have fallen off the world.

We’ve been spun and we’ve been twirled.

Our whole world’s turned upside down.

Up or down can no longer be found

 

I know there’s something more

than what we’re living for.

I think we’re all afraid.

How can we be so blind?

The answer’s all around.

No one wants left behind.

Someone’s coming to our aide.

Then we’ll all be homeward bound.

 

To cut through the confusion, pray.

Study the Bible until you can say.

I see it now. It all makes sense.

God, forgive me.— I repent.

I repute all sin & accept you as Lord.

Save me from this crazy hoard.

 

I know there’s something more

than what we’re living for.

I think we’re afraid.

How can we be so blind?

The answer’s all around.

No one wants left behind.

Someone’s coming to out aide.

Then we’ll all be homeward bound.———–R. W. Johnson—–(2011)

 

 

 

Space Rock – Or More?

      Space Rock – Or More?

Spiraling through space.

Round and round.

A freezing cold hunk of rock.

Silence all around.

Ever onward through the void.

It’s destination unknown.

There was nothing to avoid.

It traveled on alone.

Time was non-existent here.

Every revolution the same.

Could life exist in such a state?

Survive and not go insane?

Yet,—- alive it was.

Not as we would know life.

Something different altogether.

Still something that had the right

to be called a sentient being.

A living ship might be close

To describe this hunk of rock.

Could it be carrying ghosts

onward to their destiny?

If there was life within,

there was no indication.

Just a hunk of rock in space

was all. No communication.

A time will someday come

when it will reach a destination.

Then, the answer will reveal

it’s final consecration.———————-R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

 

The Home Coming

      The Home Coming

She was a girl living on her own in the city.

I saw her as a flower blooming very pretty.

I made an effort to get to know her.

Before long I grew much bolder.

I asked her out and love grew from there.

Then word came which we could hardly bare

I had to leave for an indefinite time.

We cried. I said everything would be fine.

I’d send money. She could move away.

She wanted into a country home to stay.

Eventually, this dream came true for her.

She bought a home. A cozy one, for sure.

She continued to wait with much concern.

The time was near for my return.

 

Early in the morning.

Just about the time the day is dawning.

When all the birds of song are singing.

I’ll be coming home to you.

Look out across the frosty meadow.

The sun will be turning yellow.

All the trees will be saying hello.

I’ll be coming home to you.

 

She was a country girl at heart.

She loved to sit before the hearth.

Feel the warmth coming from the fire.

As she dreamed of her desire.

She was faithful as she waited patiently.

Knowing I would be coming home to see

our new home where we would be together.

Our love will grow, no matter the weather.

She knew I didn’t want to leave.

It was impossible to even conceive

of being apart for such a lengthy time.

It was so hard it was almost a crime.

But, it all would be over soon.

All the waiting would heal like a wound.

 

Early in the morning.

Just about the time the day is dawning.

When all the birds of song are singing.

I’ll be coming home to you.

Look out across the frosty meadow.

The sun will be turning yellow.

All the trees will be saying hello.

I’ll be coming home to you.———————R. W. Johnson—–(2011)

 

 

Dog Does Good

      Dog Does Good

We were going for a short walk.

We looked up when we heard some talk.

A gang of kids were in the street.

Before we could redirect our feet,

two kids to the side started fighting.

As I watched, two kids were gliding.

They tiptoed by quiet as a mouse.

Then they went into our house.

They were trying to steal our TV.

When our dog came out to see.

He was in the other room.

He growled and jumped the first buffoon.

The other kid was setting down the TV.

While he was saying— “Nice doggie.”

Then he turned and ran real fast.

With the dog nipping at his ass.

He tried to jump the picket fence.

Caught his toe and down he went.

Landed flat upon his face.

Hit so hard he shook the place.

He ran, dripping blood from his mouth.

We went back into the house.

We looked for the other thief.

But, he was pretty fast on his feet.

Out the back door he had run.

The entire day was not much fun.

This neighborhood had gotten bad.

We decided to move, and I was glad.

We moved to a gated community.

They had neighborhood watch, you see.

So we felt much safer and happy there.

Better than we had felt anywhere.

Our big black lab was happy too.

He was happy to be away from that zoo.

No more kids yelling an being brats.

Always whenever he took his naps.

The moral of the story in the end

is that our dog is our best friend.————-R.W. Johnson—–  (2011)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happiness Unlimited

      Happiness Unlimited

Everyone is born with a sinful nature.

It’s right there in the Bible nomenclature.

There is always a war going on,— always.

Sinful vs spiritual nature on all days.

The “old man of sin” never dies

till you are transformed in the blink of an eye.

When Jesus finally comes again

to finally do away with “the man of sin.”

When you are spiritually reborn,

you can still feel like your torn.

Torn between good and evil.

Except now God can make you feel

victorious; just by trusting in Him.

He can help you overcome any sin.

All your past sins are forgiven.

Then put on Jesus, because He has risen.

We won’t face eternal death .

Our price is paid. Jesus paid the debt.

We are sons & daughters of God.

When we accept him as our God.

Oh, what a wonderful God we have.

Just love Him and always be glad.

By grace we are saved for eternity.

Not by works or anything done by me.

How can you not love a God like this.

I pray you’ll be there to share such bliss!!—-R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

 

 

 

 

Changes And Differences

      Changes And Differences

Everyday people are trying to be different.

Different clothes, hair color, tattoos, piercings.

I was watching others everywhere I went.

It seems there is no change in their cursing.

They are told to think outside the box.

Also to think outside the bun.

The whole thing is such a crock.

All they really want is to have more fun.

Or, they want to stand out as an individual.

Yelling “Hey world.” “ I am a person of one.”

They don’t want to be tied to a schedule.

Beliefs are different, which can be good.

However, before long, it will mean bad times.

Those with religious beliefs that could

differ will be hunted down for crimes

of the heart, rather than actual wrongs.

Standing for their beliefs could mean death.

They will stand strong singing praise songs.

They would rather die than commit a sin.

They trust totally in their God to save them

from the second death. They will win.

When Jesus comes to earth again.

They’ll be translated without seeing death.

They will be with their God for eternity

Their old life they won’t regret.

They will stand on the endless sea.

The sea of glass before God’s throne.

A great multitude will be there. Also,

those saved through the ages. None alone.

Their new songs of praise will resonate

throughout heaven. Praise the Lord.

It sounds wonderful. I can hardly wait.

Earthly changes & differences now seem bored.

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2011)