I guess sometimes it’s better to just let the poem write itself, and then leave it alone. That, I am sure, is how a lot of people feel about it..”Yeah, leave it alone! it was bad enough the first time.” Let go (of the poem) and let God (throw it in the circular file). That is one of the amazing things about discipleship, it leaves a trail of really great wadded-up notes in its wake, to be swallowed by the eternal..forgetfulness; and mercifully so. Why am I writing this? A fair question, and brilliant!, for anyone reading it. A better question is WHY IS SOMEBODY READING IT..did I share something worth considering? If so, then I broke my stylistic convention and all is lost! and that’s a good thing..hopefully, a God thing. I was reading a small book about how to put on the person of Christ, by Thomas Kempis, –question: Am I more Christ-like today than I was yesterday? Am I more perfectly yielded to the will of Him who made me? sent, with a purpose and obligation to show others the Way to Truth? fullness of joy? Life, everlasting? for the love of Jesus?, yes. Yes, Sir. Thank you Lord, for the cross before..all, forgiven; and no fluff. Time is short.